Lil' Wayne - It's Good Lyrics
[Jadakiss]I'm as real as they come, I follow the rulesI'm still in the hood but I probably should moveMade enough money, I don't f-ck aroundI just felt they needed me, so I stuck aroundFeds got my man, shit is real sonCause my god son just became my real sonThink life is a game but all you get is a turnYou live and you learn, either you freeze or you burnKush in the air, I'm pushing the gearsLove turned into hate, hate turned into fearIf it aint right, I don't sign the dealShoot me in the watch, I got time to killGasoline, propane, aint no salary cap in the dope gameAint no collective bargaining on cocaineSo in other words nigga, do your thing[Drake]Mind in one place, heart in anotherPlease pardon my brotherHe's just angry at you niggas who don't have your heart in your rap shitAnd got too f-ckin comfy, cause we still f-ckin hungryYoung Money, got the munchiesFaded, f-ckin faded, aww yeah I'm f-ckin fadedThey tellin' lies about me, aww yeah I must've made itRikers Island on this flow, 8 months for that pistolBut at least they had some bad *****es workin' in that shit holeAhhh, 3 visits later, I went and did it majorSo f-ck the judge, and the jury, and the litigatorWatchin all these kids who thought they had it figured outAnd then November came, they let my nigga out[Lil Wayne]Stop playin, I aint with that bullshitNiggas act like *****es. Shanaynay, oh my goodnessThis is Wayne's World, and y'all are just some touristsGive me three wishes, I wish, I wish, I wish, you would *****Brand new p-ssy, p-ssy good as baby powerTwo glock 40′s, nigga you got 80 problemsSwimmin' in the money, Imma need some f-ckin gogglesIt's better to give, but we don't give a f-ck about 'emI just came home, shit then got real hoeLil Weezy-ana, the boot nigga, steal toeI aint workin with a full deck but I deal hoeI just touched down, kick the motherf-ckin field goalTalkin 'bout baby money? I got your baby moneyKidnap your *****, get that 'how much you love your lady' moneyI know you fake nigga, press your brakes niggaI'll take you out, that's a date niggaI'm a grown ass blood, stop playin with mePlay ***** and get an ass whippin'I think you ***** cat ha, hello kittyI just throw the alley-oop to Drake GriffinI lay em down, tempur-pedicThis shits a game of chess, you niggas think it's cleavageIt's young money, yeah 'tis the seasonI give you the business, ***** this a business meetingMy niggas hungry, my *****es greedyWill I die a bloody murder? Dear Mr. OuijaNigga, I'm straight, my girl a faggotPotato on the barrel, pop pop tater salad
