Name: Goodie Bag
Duration: 4 min 25 s
Description: Слушайте песню Goodie Bag - Goodie Mob онлайн с альбома Soul Food в хорошем HiFi качестве с сервисом Звук. Продолжительность песни - 4:25. Год выхода - 1995

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Blood

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Goodie Bag

Put some fire on that ass end of dat weed

Cause in da swat's red hots don't drip or bleed

'Cause', you know me, givin' me left hand dap

P-funk be ridin' shot gun escort your window broke out son

A cool breeze got my lips chap, mornin' slap some

Soul in my bread basket gap contain "x" marks the spot

A buck thirty lookin' ugly think, but it ain't gonna stop no show

Rap up the beat outside barely made it to your wake

Lookin' like Mr. fisher, dickie down no suit, no tie

Niggas ain't gonna be able to just get by no mo'

Today was good to me, I went to the Goodwill

With the ten dollar bill, got that London Fog out the back paid the man

Me and Khujo and T-Boo, three jack lumbers

Be under the water, half these figures around me be hollering Newt

Now what the fuck has this politician did for you

Complain, complain but Mr. Clampett ain't gon' change

Just rib your ass up just to gut your pockets out

I heard Bill put two G's up for some folks

That they found in they house beat up and I don't discuss

Cause the scheme that they fall on don't match with my tone

See, I wonder will I walk the streets in 1995

Will somebody please turn the lights on 166

I can't keep get Billie and his uncle out my fucking Goodie Bag

Without your niggas you up the creek, stank with a ass fool of ore

Taking what I say for what it's worth, it don't matter

Cause how I feel might be triggered from thoughts I had in the past

Now I struggle to reach the sky why try so hard

If all I'mma get is spit on cause life at the bottom ain't hitting on shit

I know about mines, unwind, can't take at times going through

The same drama that got me here in this state of mind

First of all, I stand a little more than five feet tall

But we can still brawl nigga, I ain't scared at all

I guess you niggas don't know or can't see

That it ain't even wise stepping to me incorrectly

But yet still when nigga's feel they can deal

I will split your ass up for real, cause we the maniacs

With the chunky goodie sac's, so I don't carry an ax

But I still swing low with the lumber jax

Ain't getting paid for chilling, illing, willing

To do what I got to do to come thru your speaker

Because I'm more than careful about what I say

Them better leave me alone, I'm in my zone

Like it when them chunky hoes can dance, I'll enhance

The microphone when it's in my grip, I do not slip

I can't forget my nigga's Jo, T-Mo, and Gipp

Ha-ha-ha, well Great Scott, is he a thief?

It seems like he has a mouth full of gold teeth

I smile, because your eyes can't take the glare

But Cee-Lo, him don't care, I cut off all my hair

And everybody stop and stare when we come in the place

And I can get on the mic with no time to waste

Get right up in your face, kick the flavor you taste

And when I'm on the microphone, it's a damn disgrace

How you don't comprehend what I'm saying to you

And I'm the C, the double E from the Goodie Mo Crew

I'm coming thru, I'm coming true, ooh, I can't even stop

It's Cee-Lo B, I'm down with that nigga pop, pop, pop

And my nigga Pretty Ken, you know he down with me

We from Atlanta, G-A, that is where we stay

I'm digging all in the Goodie Bag each and every day

Слушайте песню Goodie Bag - Goodie Mob онлайн с альбома Soul Food в хорошем HiFi качестве с сервисом Звук. Продолжительность песни - 4:25. Год выхода - 1995

Goodie Bag

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