Goodie Goodie

LETRA

Goodie Goodie

I keep it evil cause them goodie goodies never make a buck

When I'm a daddy I'm gon' make damn sure that my child knows not to be just like me
Even though my momma would not agree I'm the reason why she lose sleep
Everybody running
Too late you killed and it's
So they may get up in heaven
I thought
But I'm getting up
Letting a evil deliver a people that lift up my soul
They carry me through the unknown
I try to be their motherfucking role model
But at the end of the day it's here I'm reaching for that bottle
Can't get to sleep when I'd rather be living the shit that I've seen
I don't wanna be a fiend for the dough
Wouldn't be with a beef criticized
If I really want to end up inside a wooden box or an empty house
So please don't want you to do shit for me
Cause you're running that mouth
Now I'm-

Robbing the dope and I gotta get out of here
Hopefully everyone sticks to the plan
No one my getaway
Probably got shot
So I got out that place by a league in my hand
Unleash the evil
I scope out these people
Their chopper's about to get hit for the lick
Found one of them dopes outside smoking a cigarette
Quietly stomp from the back then I stick
Barrel head back I hear no signs of bullshit
Yet told them don't say a word lay it all down
If you insist on refusing in robberies then now ho you will be placed under ground
Clean the blood stains from the side of my bat
Now I'm on the run like Tommy III
Money for your rent
A kid needs diapers
Don't mean shit to me

Tell me how the f*** I'm gon' eat when I can't afford a can of beans
I'm alone no feast
Got to run in and get me ends
Well shit is the man
The motherfuck*** that end up when I covered up my hands
So now I'm washing 'em up with a little Henny and the 'ray
Never torture a motherfuc*** while pissed to get the dough
If a body before then nobody else know
Got a itchy trigger finger and a wish for death
But Buddha told me that got a lot of time still left
So I'm living it up and I'm raising an evil inside me
Inside I'm trying to hide
A chin up really got me looking sideways, over my shoulder, and out
It's really only a matter of time until somebody try to give me mine
From all of the shit that I've done
And the people that I think It's all for they got
So shit or get off of the pot

Roger Brown papers
I caught a man sniffing
Ya'll happy and thinking we're back for the lick
Get up late hear about that study that told me the names of the makers who selling that brick
Full grin I'm serving
I hit like a turban
I jump out the bushes
You run out of words
Play that mistake
Boy that ain't my only drug
I am for life when I say give it here
Broke like a blunt he need money like a junkie
And not for bananas like a motherfuckin' monkey
Evil Pimp ain't trying to work
I'd rather rob you for your dope
Movement not on the track
Bitch tired of being broke

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