It's Good Lyrics
| Song | It's Good |
| Artist | Burning Spear |
| Album | Man In The Hills |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Fullwood, Rodney | |
| Lil Wayne - It's Good (Feat. Jadakiss And Drake) | |
| Album:《Tha Carter IV》 | |
| I'm as real as they come, I follow the rules | |
| I'm still in the hood but I probably should move | |
| Made enough money, I don't **** around | |
| I just felt they needed me, so I stuck around | |
| Feds got my man, shit is real son | |
| Cause my god son just became my real son | |
| Think life is a game but all you get is a turn | |
| You live and you learn, either you freeze or you burn | |
| Kush in the air, I'm pushing the gears | |
| Love turned into hate, hate turned into fear | |
| If it ain't right, I don't sign the deal | |
| Shoot me in the watch, I got time to kill | |
| Gasoline, propane, ain't no salary cap in the dope game | |
| Ain't no collective bargaining on cocaine | |
| So in other words nigga, do your thing | |
| Mind in one place, heart in another | |
| Please pardon my brother | |
| He's just angry at you niggas who don't have your heart in your rap shit | |
| And got too ****in comfy, cause we still ****in hungry | |
| Young Money, got the munchies | |
| Faded, ****in faded, aww yeah I'm ****in faded | |
| They tellin' lies about me, aww yeah i must've made it | |
| Rikers Island on this flow, 8 months for that pistol | |
| But at least they had some bad bitches workin' in that shit hole | |
| Ahhh, 3 visits later, I went and did it major | |
| So **** the judge, and the jury, and the litigator | |
| Watchin all these kids who thought they had it figured out | |
| And then November came, they let my nigga out | |
| Stop playin, I ain't with that bullshit | |
| Niggas act like bitches. Shanaynay, oh my goodness | |
| This is Wayne's World, and y'all are just some tourists | |
| Give me three wishes, I wish, I wish, I wish, you would bitch | |
| Brand new pussy, pussy good as baby powder | |
| Two glock 40′s, nigga you got 80 problems | |
| Swimmin' in the money, Imma need some ****in goggles | |
| Its better to give, but we don't give a **** about 'em | |
| I just came home, shit then got real hoe | |
| Lil Weezy-ana, the boot nigga, steal toe | |
| I ain't workin with a full deck but I deal hoe | |
| I just touched down, kick the mother****in field goal | |
| Talkin 'bout baby money? I got your baby money | |
| Kidnap your bitch, get that 'how much you love your lady' money | |
| I know you fake nigga, press your brakes nigga | |
| I'll take you out, that's a date nigga | |
| I'm a grown ass blood, stop playin with me | |
| Play asshole and get an ass whippin' | |
| I think you pussy cat ha, hello kitty | |
| I just throw the alley-oop to Drake Griffin | |
| I lay em down, tempur-pedic | |
| This shits a game of chess, you niggas think its cleavage | |
| Its young money, yeah 'tis the season | |
| I give you the business, bitch this a business meeting | |
| My niggas hungry, my bitches greedy | |
| Will I die a bloody murder? Dear Mr. Ouija | |
| Nigga, I'm straight, my girl a faggot | |
| Potato on the barrel, pop pop tater salad |
| zuo ci : Fullwood, Rodney | |
| Lil Wayne It' s Good Feat. Jadakiss And Drake | |
| Album: Tha Carter IV | |
| I' m as real as they come, I follow the rules | |
| I' m still in the hood but I probably should move | |
| Made enough money, I don' t around | |
| I just felt they needed me, so I stuck around | |
| Feds got my man, shit is real son | |
| Cause my god son just became my real son | |
| Think life is a game but all you get is a turn | |
| You live and you learn, either you freeze or you burn | |
| Kush in the air, I' m pushing the gears | |
| Love turned into hate, hate turned into fear | |
| If it ain' t right, I don' t sign the deal | |
| Shoot me in the watch, I got time to kill | |
| Gasoline, propane, ain' t no salary cap in the dope game | |
| Ain' t no collective bargaining on cocaine | |
| So in other words nigga, do your thing | |
| Mind in one place, heart in another | |
| Please pardon my brother | |
| He' s just angry at you niggas who don' t have your heart in your rap shit | |
| And got too in comfy, cause we still in hungry | |
| Young Money, got the munchies | |
| Faded, in faded, aww yeah I' m in faded | |
| They tellin' lies about me, aww yeah i must' ve made it | |
| Rikers Island on this flow, 8 months for that pistol | |
| But at least they had some bad bitches workin' in that shit hole | |
| Ahhh, 3 visits later, I went and did it major | |
| So the judge, and the jury, and the litigator | |
| Watchin all these kids who thought they had it figured out | |
| And then November came, they let my nigga out | |
| Stop playin, I ain' t with that bullshit | |
| Niggas act like bitches. Shanaynay, oh my goodness | |
| This is Wayne' s World, and y' all are just some tourists | |
| Give me three wishes, I wish, I wish, I wish, you would bitch | |
| Brand new pussy, pussy good as baby powder | |
| Two glock 40 s, nigga you got 80 problems | |
| Swimmin' in the money, Imma need some in goggles | |
| Its better to give, but we don' t give a about ' em | |
| I just came home, shit then got real hoe | |
| Lil Weezyana, the boot nigga, steal toe | |
| I ain' t workin with a full deck but I deal hoe | |
| I just touched down, kick the mother in field goal | |
| Talkin ' bout baby money? I got your baby money | |
| Kidnap your bitch, get that ' how much you love your lady' money | |
| I know you fake nigga, press your brakes nigga | |
| I' ll take you out, that' s a date nigga | |
| I' m a grown ass blood, stop playin with me | |
| Play asshole and get an ass whippin' | |
| I think you pussy cat ha, hello kitty | |
| I just throw the alleyoop to Drake Griffin | |
| I lay em down, tempurpedic | |
| This shits a game of chess, you niggas think its cleavage | |
| Its young money, yeah ' tis the season | |
| I give you the business, bitch this a business meeting | |
| My niggas hungry, my bitches greedy | |
| Will I die a bloody murder? Dear Mr. Ouija | |
| Nigga, I' m straight, my girl a faggot | |
| Potato on the barrel, pop pop tater salad |
| zuò cí : Fullwood, Rodney | |
| Lil Wayne It' s Good Feat. Jadakiss And Drake | |
| Album: Tha Carter IV | |
| I' m as real as they come, I follow the rules | |
| I' m still in the hood but I probably should move | |
| Made enough money, I don' t around | |
| I just felt they needed me, so I stuck around | |
| Feds got my man, shit is real son | |
| Cause my god son just became my real son | |
| Think life is a game but all you get is a turn | |
| You live and you learn, either you freeze or you burn | |
| Kush in the air, I' m pushing the gears | |
| Love turned into hate, hate turned into fear | |
| If it ain' t right, I don' t sign the deal | |
| Shoot me in the watch, I got time to kill | |
| Gasoline, propane, ain' t no salary cap in the dope game | |
| Ain' t no collective bargaining on cocaine | |
| So in other words nigga, do your thing | |
| Mind in one place, heart in another | |
| Please pardon my brother | |
| He' s just angry at you niggas who don' t have your heart in your rap shit | |
| And got too in comfy, cause we still in hungry | |
| Young Money, got the munchies | |
| Faded, in faded, aww yeah I' m in faded | |
| They tellin' lies about me, aww yeah i must' ve made it | |
| Rikers Island on this flow, 8 months for that pistol | |
| But at least they had some bad bitches workin' in that shit hole | |
| Ahhh, 3 visits later, I went and did it major | |
| So the judge, and the jury, and the litigator | |
| Watchin all these kids who thought they had it figured out | |
| And then November came, they let my nigga out | |
| Stop playin, I ain' t with that bullshit | |
| Niggas act like bitches. Shanaynay, oh my goodness | |
| This is Wayne' s World, and y' all are just some tourists | |
| Give me three wishes, I wish, I wish, I wish, you would bitch | |
| Brand new pussy, pussy good as baby powder | |
| Two glock 40 s, nigga you got 80 problems | |
| Swimmin' in the money, Imma need some in goggles | |
| Its better to give, but we don' t give a about ' em | |
| I just came home, shit then got real hoe | |
| Lil Weezyana, the boot nigga, steal toe | |
| I ain' t workin with a full deck but I deal hoe | |
| I just touched down, kick the mother in field goal | |
| Talkin ' bout baby money? I got your baby money | |
| Kidnap your bitch, get that ' how much you love your lady' money | |
| I know you fake nigga, press your brakes nigga | |
| I' ll take you out, that' s a date nigga | |
| I' m a grown ass blood, stop playin with me | |
| Play asshole and get an ass whippin' | |
| I think you pussy cat ha, hello kitty | |
| I just throw the alleyoop to Drake Griffin | |
| I lay em down, tempurpedic | |
| This shits a game of chess, you niggas think its cleavage | |
| Its young money, yeah ' tis the season | |
| I give you the business, bitch this a business meeting | |
| My niggas hungry, my bitches greedy | |
| Will I die a bloody murder? Dear Mr. Ouija | |
| Nigga, I' m straight, my girl a faggot | |
| Potato on the barrel, pop pop tater salad |
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