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Good Nigga
[Big Gipp] We fixing run this shit We fixing to put our own shit out [Verse 1: Big Gipp] From A-Town, so I'ma put up my hood You pay for what chu' get, determines whether you chief riding Live, keep good If a
job don't find you, struggle usually will Mostly attracted at this skill, making you feel Ugly inside, huh, and the
feel pretty about my lifestyle Cause I
get mine, apartment complex and services since I
was a
child So it ain't shit for me to clamp down on my hearts Uh, try Mr. Ed, throwing bow in the
middle where niggas don't dance All they do is scrap I
signed the
club and back of niggas trucks Master told ya how it get, I
sell more drug fire Run away slave and challenges growing up Ya shit's shaved and bathed Hit the
stage and split it four ways Then after they end up in state You be so raged like you can't really get Scarface Rap-A-Lot slashed away But don't be too star struck to realize What's being done to you on a
regular basis Plus it's never been education Still working for the
white man Still got em' pissed off in this custom Shave yo head, trim yo bill And don't forget to get real Watch you grill, some wounds never heal So we erasing motivated hate crimes [Chorus: Cee-Lo] Yeah, well I'm a
truth nigga Not a
brand new nigga A
do what I
gotta do nigga A
just like you nigga A
just trying to make it through nigga Like I
should nigga, hood nigga I'm a
good nigga Yeah, well I'm a
truth nigga Not a
brand new nigga A
do what I
gotta do nigga A
just like you nigga A
just trying to make it through nigga Like I
should nigga, hood nigga I'm a
good nigga [Verse 2: Khujo] It's the
A-Town slum all up in the
mic Need to ride the
Converse, switch it up with the
Nike Smoking Wayne reds and them o-r blunts Candy apple Lac with the
rght on the
trunk Somewhere, some fell man soft and hard Always would chase paper to stop my heart Wasn't on anything that ain't me, trust this To my cousin, set free I'ma drop this I
got shit that'll go through walls And when I
click, it ain't no laws We get buck, crunk from here to Houston Rocking straw hats, drinking outta big jars Swirving into big ships scoping out the
next way to get paid Gotta a
phone call from Lil' J
[Cee-Lo & Khujo] OK we on the
way y'all (OK we on the
way homeboy) OK we on the
way y'all (OK we on the
way homeboy) [Chorus] [Verse 3: Cee-Lo] Well I
don't wanna take too much of ya time But cha' now how I
get when I
start to rhyme Come on, something gets in him and he starts talking the
talk Get up in yo mind and provoking the
thought OK I
teach the
day, yesterday for the
day we died Everyday like everything is OK They good, they down for they pride, they down for they side They down for they ride, they always try, they die Niggas ain't real when they rapping So I
put my cracking to casual capping Statistics waiting to happen Oh, and let me tell ya what's next I'm used to bragging macho, be getting Rolex They gonna take ya baby mama welfare check Cause I'ma for real, up in the
projects And what they say, realize the
blow Shake that thang cause you can't make money no mo' We searching but we ain't got no strategies that fold Ya gon' lose when the
pack is on roll, for sho' Oh and it's on but do what cha' what cha' want I
just want it to be known, and I'm gone Fucking with the
5th Ward and the
4th it's on [Chorus] [Verse 4: T-Mo] Misunderstood is a
good nigga going un-reported Coke be going sold next homicides, drive by's (Da, da, da) At my spot, at the
angel spot so hot That we don't even see y'all passing us by Leaving although we exhibit the
pain So much pain for a
young, ready to gun nigga Watch out for the
day, thinking bout the
Dirty past, with the
future bout to bust you in ya face You didn't know that Ghetto Boys and Goodie Mob was in the
place We working on a
punk ass nigga That thought this motherfucking shit was flirt Bad niggas work and I'ma work And give me love when we hit the
scene Ya know what I
mean [Chorus]
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