Lyrics:
Sounds good to me
On this path it's good to be (Yeah)
You could do the hook for me (Okay)
Or I could do the hook for free (That's right!)
Got a rave booked
This just a lil' hit for the summer
Big deal
Whoa, here I go
I'm jumping out a green balloon (jump)
Geronimo
Man, I like big wheels,
were good kids
And daddy told us never listen to the ones
Pointing nasty fingers and making fun
'Cause we were good kids
Remember asking both my
written down
You don't have to face the future alone
Everybody has to deal with a tricky situation
Know that it's good and it's real
Before it all gets
the fast way, give bitches the gassed face
Don't wait 'til the last day, to see who got the deals
On the chronic, the chronic
Compton, California born
are
The clean slate is showing a red stain
So far, so good
Here we are
And hope that we're not missing the last train
But as life makes no deal
We
Yea (House of Hits)
Finally up in this nigga
On the real all you crab niggas know the deal
On the real all you crab niggas know the deal
strong when I took the deal
Strugglin' and strivin', farther my purpose to toil harder
Tryin' to make good off my honor 'til a hater really make me
Heartwarming international cooperation.
I have good news about Anatoly's lady friend.
Florence Vassy's father is alive.
Really? Well, this is good news.
The devil went down to Georgia
He was lookin' for a soul to steal
He was in a bind
'Cause he was way behind
And he was willin' to make a deal
William: We'll join our lands if this arrangement clicks
Queen Uberta: My dear King William, that's my point precisely
King William: It's such good
the good life
So now you know what drug money look like
Miracle whip it, spreadin' the coke over the bread
Keep the Dr. Dre knife with me to poke you in
Uh, GOOD Music, this our year
Backing drums by DJ Premier
Now let me count it down
Who the fuck up in here
Common, Don, Old G, battle rap, oh
That
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Half-time (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Half-time (Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa)
Dun Deal on the track half-time
Double park the Benz in the parkin'
what I'm saying? Luda
Tell me what they mad fo'
Come around the hood
See us sitting there looking good
Tell me what they mad fo' 'cause
You be
Get yourself a razor
And take a good look in the mirror
Doppelgangers all over town
Your own mother couldn't spot you in a crowd now, no how.
don't wanna deal with it I get it
Don't sweat it baby you're driving yourself crazy
I know the type you are cause
You hit pause when you understand your
see you cry
But tears have stained you faith
They see your smile
And you know its fake
I see through it
I see you
Don't wanna deal with this hurt
mine
I just get a pack no free throw
Fuckin up sack on the d low
Commas coming in call it reload
I just caught a jugg done deal
Countin bout 20
that new good riddance
Concept these days slim pickins
But it's all good
Nite after nite with these vultures
You begin to recognize culprits
a penny in the street
It was heads up
That means good luck
All I had to do was find it
So I started talking
To the next girl walking
And she didn’t seem
I've been gettin' real stressed for no reason (For no reason)
Scratch that I got very good reasons (Very good reasons)
I've been smiling
on this reefer (Reefer)
In love with the dope (Dope)
Smokin' by the gram (Gram)
Up to a zip (A zip)
If I don't smoke it all, deals I'm finna flip (Finna
Make me forget
Every one of my good songs
Make me forget
And make me feel like I did wrong
I never knew what you wanted from me
I never knew how it
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