Lyrics:
know
Your whole vocabulary's baby baby baby
That's why you so God damn crazy
And it should be a crime
One sucka gets nominated 5 or 6 damn times
It ain't
down memory lane.
Boy it's a loony where the grass is greener
(1 8 7 ain't shit but a misdemeanor).
I've seen a lot of niggas come up, but few
Geto Boys
(G.B.)'98
We gonna set this shit straight, belive that
Don't you wish sometimes you can be free
Free from incarceration
Free from
My sister told me I should speak my mind
My man made me feel so God damn fine
You wake up, flawless
Post up, flawless
Ridin' round in it
Intro:
[Willie D]
Geto Boys
(G.B.)'98
We gonna set this shit straight, belive that
Don't you wish sometimes you can be free
Free from incarceration
Money, Cash Money, man
(yeah, real shit nigga)
Gangsta shit, get your game up, boy, for real
The clock is ticking, the cops is sitting
Waiting on me
him that I am Ruthless
Yo Dre, what's up
Boy you should have known by now
Everyday it's a new rapper, claimin' to be dapper than the Dresta
Softer
While deep, deep, deep inside the bush
(The war on terror screams, damn it feels good)
Damn it feels good to be a gangster
(To be a gangster, swagger
up, how they treat us Geto Boys and girls
The doctors tried to resuscitate, it was too late
I got a daughter named Kain and a son named Blank
I'm fly as I can be
Don't u try to bring me down though, oh!
It's not like u could
Not like u could
I feel too damn good!
I feel too damn good
like a muh'fuckin' man
If you take a look in my eyes
You see I'll be a gangsta 'til I die
That California chronic got me so high
Game tell 'em
goes bad
The good book goes out the window
When the gloves go to the floor
His give a damn to be a righteous man
Don't give a damn no more
Under
like a muh'fuckin' man
If you take a look in my eyes
You see I'll be a gangsta 'til I die
That California chronic got me so high
Game tell 'em
it)
And don't worry 'bout a damn thang (and don't worry 'bout a damn thang)
(It feels good, yeah) it feels good to you (good to you)
Let me see how
screaming to the lord, boy, kiss me
Pray we don't overflow
Baby I know you can feel it pulse
Keeping the peak of my waterfall
Rock it, baby, rock it
our own whiskey and our own smoke too
Ain't too many things these old boys can't do
We grow good old tomatoes and homemade wine
And country boy can
the Cadillac, (yeah)
Oh, Lord, wow can it be so hard?
To put on a pair of panties much less a pair of jeans or the leotard
But I got to start by
I've been thinkin' it'd be better
If we didn't know each other
Then you go and make me feel okay
Got me thinkin' it'd be better
If we didn't stay
a gangsta, I don't need rap for nothin'
And only play games in the A or Compton
Hop by the box, Chevy murder, any man standin'
It's Boyz N Da Hood, E tell 'em
gangstas who on my line that'll blow out your mind
Tell me it's real
Tell me this is real, baby
How does it feel?
How does it feel?
Vici Liberace, I'm rich
Look ma we go together like throwbacks
And airforce one's i'm a gangsta
That's why i gotta carry 4 guns
Used to be a good girl
Now you my ride-or-die
that's real
And I feel like I'm goin' home
'Neath the shade of an oak
Down by the river
Sat an old man and a boy
Settin' sails spinnin' tails
our own whiskey and our own smoke too
Ain't too many things these old boys can't do
We grow good old tomatoes and homemade wine
And country boy can
screaming to the lord, boy, kiss me
Pray we don't overflow
Baby I know you can feel it pulse
Keeping the peak of my waterfall
Rock it, baby, rock it
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