|
[offset:0] |
| [00:00.47] |
Goodie Bag ?Album Version? - Goodie Mob |
| [00:01.62] |
Put some fire on that ass end of dat weed |
| [00:03.69] |
Cause in da SWAT's red hots don't drip or bleed |
| [00:06.29] |
|
| [00:09.68] |
'cause', you know me, givin' me left hand dap |
| [00:11.64] |
P-funk be ridin' shot gun escort your window broke out son |
| [00:14.81] |
A cool breeze got my lips chap, mornin' slap some |
| [00:21.80] |
Soul in my bread basket gap contain "X" marks the spot |
| [00:24.94] |
Twain, O.C. the cut layin' |
| [00:27.06] |
A stew of empty gas in my tank |
| [00:28.94] |
A buck thirty lookin' ugly - think, |
| [00:30.98] |
but it ain't gonna stop no show |
| [00:32.68] |
Ol' burd puttin a buzz in you ear |
| [00:34.70] |
"It's gonna snow" or maybe perhaps sleet |
| [00:36.83] |
Rap up the beat outside barely made it to your wake |
| [00:40.27] |
Lookin' like Mr. Fisher, dickie down no suit, no tie |
| [00:43.52] |
Niggaz ain't gonna be able to just get by no mo' |
| [00:46.47] |
You leavin' the hotel - 254 |
| [00:47.91] |
Today was good to me |
| [00:49.32] |
I went to the Goodwill with the ten dollar bill |
| [00:51.55] |
Got that London Fog out tha back paid tha man |
| [00:54.04] |
Me and Khujo and T-Boo, |
| [00:55.08] |
three jack lumbers on tha loose |
| [00:57.33] |
Cut your ass Lo like Cee, be under tha water |
| [01:00.05] |
Half these figures around me be hollering Newt |
| [01:01.78] |
Now what the fuck has this politician did for you |
| [01:04.28] |
Complain, complain but Mr. Clampett ain't gon' change |
| [01:06.75] |
Just ribb your ass up just to gut your pockets out |
| [01:09.57] |
I heard Bill put two G's up for some folks |
| [01:12.40] |
That they found in they house beat up |
| [01:14.42] |
And I don't discuss that color scheme that they fall on |
| [01:17.69] |
'cause tha scheme that they fall on don't match wit my tone |
| [01:20.69] |
See, I wonder will I walk tha streets in 1995 |
| [01:22.81] |
And not have to make bond from 254 |
| [01:25.31] |
Uh, will somebody please turn the lights on 166 |
| [01:29.82] |
I can't see where tha fuck I'm going, |
| [01:31.86] |
I can't do shit but get mad |
| [01:33.61] |
I can't keep get Billie and his uncle out my fuckin' Goodie Bag... |
| [01:36.58] |
Without your shank you can't thank |
| [01:38.12] |
Without your niggas you up the creek |
| [01:40.04] |
Stank with a ass fool of ore takin' what I say for what it's worth |
| [01:43.20] |
It don't matter 'cause how I feel might be triggered |
| [01:45.15] |
From thoughts I had in the past |
| [01:46.84] |
Now I struggle to reach the sky why try so hard |
| [01:49.28] |
If all I'ma get is spit on |
| [01:51.10] |
Cause life at the bottom ain't hittin on shit |
| [01:53.37] |
But some of these folks is gettin rich |
| [01:55.22] |
I know about mines, unwind, |
| [01:56.29] |
can't take at times going through |
| [01:58.11] |
The same drama that got me here in this state of mind... |
| [02:01.20] |
Red-hot in the summer time |
| [02:03.22] |
First of all, I stand a little more than five feet tall |
| [02:06.16] |
But we can still brawl nigga, I ain't scared at all |
| [02:09.15] |
I guess you niggas don't know or can't see |
| [02:11.58] |
That it ain't even wise steppin' to me incorrectly |
| [02:14.17] |
But yet still when nigga's feel they can deal |
| [02:16.71] |
I will split yo' ass up for real |
| [02:18.75] |
Cause we the maniacs with the chunky Goodie sac's |
| [02:20.91] |
So I don't carry an ax, but I still swing low |
| [02:23.61] |
with the lumber jax trax |
| [02:25.27] |
|
| [02:26.93] |
Why we coolin' in the shade ain't gettin paid |
| [02:29.78] |
For chillin, illin' willin' to do what I got to do |
| [02:34.65] |
To come thru your speaker |
| [02:35.87] |
Cee-Lo, he will never come weaker |
| [02:37.93] |
Uniquer than a lot of emcees out today |
| [02:41.16] |
Because I'm more than careful about what I say |
| [02:43.73] |
When I pick up a microphone it's on |
| [02:45.94] |
Them better leave me alone, I'm in my zone |
| [02:49.21] |
Prone to snap if you offer me a chance |
| [02:51.89] |
Like it when them chunky hoes can dance |
| [02:54.34] |
I'll enhance the microphone |
| [02:55.37] |
when it's in my grip, I do not slip |
| [02:57.58] |
I can't forget my nigga's Jo, T-Mo, and Gipp |
| [02:59.99] |
Ha, ha, ha, well Great Scott, is he a thief? |
| [03:02.48] |
It seems like he has a mouth fulla gold teeth |
| [03:04.85] |
I smile because your eyes can't take the glare |
| [03:07.67] |
But Cee-Lo, him don't care, I cut off all my hair |
| [03:10.34] |
And everybody stop and stare |
| [03:11.60] |
when we come in the place |
| [03:13.06] |
And I can get on the mic wit no time to waste |
| [03:15.52] |
Get right up in yo' face, kick the flavor you taste |
| [03:18.16] |
And when I'm on the microphone it's a damn disgrace |
| [03:20.67] |
How you don't comprehend what I'm saying to you |
| [03:23.32] |
And I'm the C, the double E from the Goodie Mo Crew |
| [03:26.22] |
I'm coming thru, I'm comin' true, ooh I can't even stop |
| [03:28.74] |
It's Cee-Lo B, I'm down wit that nigga pop, |
| [03:30.99] |
pop, pop and my nigga Mike L |
| [03:32.86] |
And Bert P and my nigga Pretty Ken, |
| [03:35.33] |
you know he down wit me |
| [03:36.84] |
We from Atlanta, G-A, that is where we stay |
| [03:39.62] |
I'm diggin all in the Goodie Bag each 'n ever day |
| [03:42.65] |
Ooooh shit!! |
