| Song | Goodie Bag |
| Artist | Goodie Mob |
| Album | Soul Food |
| [00:00.00] | 作词 : Barnett, Burton, Gipp ... |
| [00:01.92] | Put some fire on that ass end of dat weed |
| [00:03.81] | Cause in da SWAT's red hots don't drip or bleed |
| [00:06.43] | Put some fire on that ass end of dat weed |
| [00:08.56] | Cause in da SWAT's red hots don't drip or bleed |
| [00:11.68] | Cuz', you know me, givin' me left hand dap |
| [00:14.62] | P-funk be ridin' shot gun escort your window broke out son |
| [00:17.93] | A cool breeze got my lips chap, mornin' slap some |
| [00:21.49] | Soul in my bread basket gap contain "X" marks the spot |
| [00:24.80] | twain, O.C. the cut layin' |
| [00:26.93] | a stew of empty gas in my tank |
| [00:28.92] | A buck thirty lookin' ugly - think, but it ain't gonna stop no show |
| [00:32.93] | Ol' burd puttin a buzz in you ear |
| [00:34.80] | "It's gonna snow" or maybe perhaps sleet |
| [00:36.86] | Rap up the beat outside barely made it to your wake |
| [00:39.86] | Lookin' like Mr. Fisher, dickie down no suit, no tie |
| [00:43.49] | Niggaz ain't gonna be able to just get by no mo' |
| [00:46.43] | You leavin' the hotel - 254 |
| [00:48.06] | Today was good to me |
| [00:49.93] | I went to the Goodwill with the ten dollar bill |
| [00:52.18] | Got that London Fog out tha back paid tha man |
| [00:54.49] | Me and Khujo and T-Boo, three jack lumbers on tha loose |
| [00:57.37] | Cut your ass Lo like Cee, be under tha water |
| [01:00.06] | Half these figures around me be hollering Newt |
| [01:03.12] | Now what the **** has this politician did for you |
| [01:05.93] | Complain, complain but Mr. Clampett ain't gon' change |
| [01:07.87] | Just ribb your ass up just to gut your pockets out |
| [01:09.81] | I heard Bill put two G's up for some folks |
| [01:11.93] | That they found in they house beat up |
| [01:14.31] | And I don't discuss that color scheme that they fall on |
| [01:17.37] | Cuz tha scheme that they fall on don't match wit my tone |
| [01:20.24] | See, I wonder will I walk tha streets in 1995 |
| [01:23.56] | And not have to make bond from 254 |
| [01:25.99] | Uh, will somebody please turn the lights on 166 |
| [01:29.81] | I can't see where tha **** I'm going, I can't do shit but get mad |
| [01:33.74] | I can't keep get Billie and his uncle out my ****in' Goodie Bag... |
| [01:36.56] | Without your shank you can't thank |
| [01:38.11] | Without your niggas you up the creek |
| [01:39.68] | Stank with a ass fool of ore takin' what I say for what it's worth |
| [01:43.18] | It don't matter cuz how I feel might be triggered |
| [01:45.81] | From thoughts I had in the past |
| [01:47.56] | Now I struggle to reach the sky why try so hard |
| [01:49.74] | If all I'ma get is spit on |
| [01:51.24] | Cause life at the bottom ain't hittin on shit |
| [01:53.31] | But some of these folks is gettin rich |
| [01:54.81] | I know about mines, unwind, can't take at times going through |
| [01:57.12] | The same drama that got me here in this state of mind... |
| [02:01.31] | Red-hot in the summer time |
| [02:03.43] | First of all, I stand a little more than five feet tall |
| [02:06.68] | But we can still brawl nigga, I ain't scared at all |
| [02:09.18] | I guess you niggas don't know or can't see |
| [02:11.37] | That it ain't even wise steppin' to me incorrectly |
| [02:14.49] | But yet still when nigga's feel they can deal |
| [02:16.49] | I will split yo' ass up for real |
| [02:18.69] | Cause we the maniacs with the chunky Goodie sac's |
| [02:21.43] | So I don't carry an ax, but I still swing low with the lumber jax trax |
| [02:25.37] | |
| [02:26.74] | Why we coolin' in the shade ain't gettin paid |
| [02:30.31] | For chillin, illin' willin' to do what I got to do |
| [02:33.68] | To come thru your speaker |
| [02:35.81] | Cee-Lo, he will never come weaker |
| [02:38.12] | Uniquer than a lot of emcees out today |
| [02:41.31] | Because I'm more than careful about what I say |
| [02:44.12] | When I pick up a microphone it's on |
| [02:46.74] | Them better leave me alone, I'm in my zone |
| [02:49.12] | Prone to snap if you offer me a chance |
| [02:51.68] | Like it when them chunky hoes can dance |
| [02:53.37] | I'll enhance the microphone when it's in my grip, I do not slip |
| [02:57.12] | I can't forget my nigga's Jo, T-Mo, and Gipp |
| [02:59.43] | Ha, ha, ha, well Great Scott, is he a thief? |
| [03:02.30] | It seems like he has a mouth fulla gold teeth |
| [03:04.93] | I smile because your eyes can't take the glare |
| [03:07.56] | But Cee-Lo, him don't care, I cut off all my hair |
| [03:10.12] | And everybody stop and stare when we come in the place |
| [03:12.62] | And I can get on the mic wit no time to waste |
| [03:15.43] | Get right up in yo' face, kick the flavor you taste |
| [03:17.93] | And when I'm on the microphone it's a damn disgrace |
| [03:20.68] | How you don't comprehend what I'm saying to you |
| [03:23.31] | And I'm the C, the double E from the Goodie Mo Crew |
| [03:25.99] | 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, pop, pop and my nigga Mike L |
| [03:32.93] | And Bert P and my nigga Pretty Ken, you know he down wit me |
| [03:36.49] | We from Atlanta, G-A, that is where we stay |
| [03:38.49] | I'm diggin all in the Goodie Bag each 'n ever day |
| [03:42.57] | |
| [03:43.32] | Ooooh shit!! |
| [03:46.13] | Put some fire on that ass end of dat weed |
| [03:48.19] | Cause in da SWAT's red hots don't drip or bleed |
| [03:50.63] | Put some fire on that ass end of dat weed |
| [03:54.06] | Cause in da SWAT's red hots don't drip or bleed |
| [03:56.51] | Put some fire on that ass end of dat weed |
| [03:59.01] | Cause in da SWAT's red hots don't drip or bleed |
| [04:01.82] | Put some fire on that ass end of dat weed |
| [04:04.01] | Cause in da SWAT's red hots don't drip or bleed |
| [04:07.13] | Put some fire on that ass end of dat weed |
| [04:09.13] | Cause in da SWAT's red hots don't drip or bleed |
| [00:00.00] | zuò cí : Barnett, Burton, Gipp ... |
| [00:01.92] | Put some fire on that ass end of dat weed |
| [00:03.81] | Cause in da SWAT' s red hots don' t drip or bleed |
| [00:06.43] | Put some fire on that ass end of dat weed |
| [00:08.56] | Cause in da SWAT' s red hots don' t drip or bleed |
| [00:11.68] | Cuz', you know me, givin' me left hand dap |
| [00:14.62] | Pfunk be ridin' shot gun escort your window broke out son |
| [00:17.93] | A cool breeze got my lips chap, mornin' slap some |
| [00:21.49] | Soul in my bread basket gap contain " X" marks the spot |
| [00:24.80] | twain, O. C. the cut layin' |
| [00:26.93] | a stew of empty gas in my tank |
| [00:28.92] | A buck thirty lookin' ugly think, but it ain' t gonna stop no show |
| [00:32.93] | Ol' burd puttin a buzz in you ear |
| [00:34.80] | " It' s gonna snow" or maybe perhaps sleet |
| [00:36.86] | Rap up the beat outside barely made it to your wake |
| [00:39.86] | Lookin' like Mr. Fisher, dickie down no suit, no tie |
| [00:43.49] | Niggaz ain' t gonna be able to just get by no mo' |
| [00:46.43] | You leavin' the hotel 254 |
| [00:48.06] | Today was good to me |
| [00:49.93] | I went to the Goodwill with the ten dollar bill |
| [00:52.18] | Got that London Fog out tha back paid tha man |
| [00:54.49] | Me and Khujo and TBoo, three jack lumbers on tha loose |
| [00:57.37] | Cut your ass Lo like Cee, be under tha water |
| [01:00.06] | Half these figures around me be hollering Newt |
| [01:03.12] | Now what the has this politician did for you |
| [01:05.93] | Complain, complain but Mr. Clampett ain' t gon' change |
| [01:07.87] | Just ribb your ass up just to gut your pockets out |
| [01:09.81] | I heard Bill put two G' s up for some folks |
| [01:11.93] | That they found in they house beat up |
| [01:14.31] | And I don' t discuss that color scheme that they fall on |
| [01:17.37] | Cuz tha scheme that they fall on don' t match wit my tone |
| [01:20.24] | See, I wonder will I walk tha streets in 1995 |
| [01:23.56] | And not have to make bond from 254 |
| [01:25.99] | Uh, will somebody please turn the lights on 166 |
| [01:29.81] | I can' t see where tha I' m going, I can' t do shit but get mad |
| [01:33.74] | I can' t keep get Billie and his uncle out my in' Goodie Bag... |
| [01:36.56] | Without your shank you can' t thank |
| [01:38.11] | Without your niggas you up the creek |
| [01:39.68] | Stank with a ass fool of ore takin' what I say for what it' s worth |
| [01:43.18] | It don' t matter cuz how I feel might be triggered |
| [01:45.81] | From thoughts I had in the past |
| [01:47.56] | Now I struggle to reach the sky why try so hard |
| [01:49.74] | If all I' ma get is spit on |
| [01:51.24] | Cause life at the bottom ain' t hittin on shit |
| [01:53.31] | But some of these folks is gettin rich |
| [01:54.81] | I know about mines, unwind, can' t take at times going through |
| [01:57.12] | The same drama that got me here in this state of mind... |
| [02:01.31] | Redhot in the summer time |
| [02:03.43] | First of all, I stand a little more than five feet tall |
| [02:06.68] | But we can still brawl nigga, I ain' t scared at all |
| [02:09.18] | I guess you niggas don' t know or can' t see |
| [02:11.37] | That it ain' t even wise steppin' to me incorrectly |
| [02:14.49] | But yet still when nigga' s feel they can deal |
| [02:16.49] | I will split yo' ass up for real |
| [02:18.69] | Cause we the maniacs with the chunky Goodie sac' s |
| [02:21.43] | So I don' t carry an ax, but I still swing low with the lumber jax trax |
| [02:25.37] | |
| [02:26.74] | Why we coolin' in the shade ain' t gettin paid |
| [02:30.31] | For chillin, illin' willin' to do what I got to do |
| [02:33.68] | To come thru your speaker |
| [02:35.81] | CeeLo, he will never come weaker |
| [02:38.12] | Uniquer than a lot of emcees out today |
| [02:41.31] | Because I' m more than careful about what I say |
| [02:44.12] | When I pick up a microphone it' s on |
| [02:46.74] | Them better leave me alone, I' m in my zone |
| [02:49.12] | Prone to snap if you offer me a chance |
| [02:51.68] | Like it when them chunky hoes can dance |
| [02:53.37] | I' ll enhance the microphone when it' s in my grip, I do not slip |
| [02:57.12] | I can' t forget my nigga' s Jo, TMo, and Gipp |
| [02:59.43] | Ha, ha, ha, well Great Scott, is he a thief? |
| [03:02.30] | It seems like he has a mouth fulla gold teeth |
| [03:04.93] | I smile because your eyes can' t take the glare |
| [03:07.56] | But CeeLo, him don' t care, I cut off all my hair |
| [03:10.12] | And everybody stop and stare when we come in the place |
| [03:12.62] | And I can get on the mic wit no time to waste |
| [03:15.43] | Get right up in yo' face, kick the flavor you taste |
| [03:17.93] | And when I' m on the microphone it' s a damn disgrace |
| [03:20.68] | How you don' t comprehend what I' m saying to you |
| [03:23.31] | And I' m the C, the double E from the Goodie Mo Crew |
| [03:25.99] | I' m coming thru, I' m comin' true, ooh I can' t even stop |
| [03:28.74] | It' s CeeLo B, I' m down wit that nigga pop, pop, pop and my nigga Mike L |
| [03:32.93] | And Bert P and my nigga Pretty Ken, you know he down wit me |
| [03:36.49] | We from Atlanta, GA, that is where we stay |
| [03:38.49] | I' m diggin all in the Goodie Bag each ' n ever day |
| [03:42.57] | |
| [03:43.32] | Ooooh shit!! |
| [03:46.13] | Put some fire on that ass end of dat weed |
| [03:48.19] | Cause in da SWAT' s red hots don' t drip or bleed |
| [03:50.63] | Put some fire on that ass end of dat weed |
| [03:54.06] | Cause in da SWAT' s red hots don' t drip or bleed |
| [03:56.51] | Put some fire on that ass end of dat weed |
| [03:59.01] | Cause in da SWAT' s red hots don' t drip or bleed |
| [04:01.82] | Put some fire on that ass end of dat weed |
| [04:04.01] | Cause in da SWAT' s red hots don' t drip or bleed |
| [04:07.13] | Put some fire on that ass end of dat weed |
| [04:09.13] | Cause in da SWAT' s red hots don' t drip or bleed |