作词 : Organized Noize/Thomas Callaway/Cameron Gipp/Willie Knighton/Robert Barnett 作曲 : Organized Noize/Thomas Callaway/Cameron Gipp/Willie Knighton/Robert Barnett Goodie Bag ?Album Version? - Goodie Mob Put some fire on that ass end of dat ****** Cause in da SWAT's red hots don't drip or bleed
'cause', you know me, givin' me left hand dap P-funk be ridin' shot gun escort your window broke out son A cool breeze got my lips chap, mornin' slap some Soul in my bread basket gap contain "X" marks the spot Twain, O.C. the cut layin' A stew of empty gas in my tank A buck thirty lookin' ugly - think, but it ain't gonna stop no show Ol' burd puttin a buzz in you ear "It's gonna snow" or maybe perhaps sleet Rap up the beat outside barely made it to your wake Lookin' like Mr. Fisher, ******ie down no suit, no tie ******z ain't gonna be able to just get by no mo' You leavin' the hotel - 254 Today was good to me I went to the Goodwill with the ten dollar bill Got that London Fog out tha back paid tha man Me and Khujo and T-Boo, three jack lumbers on tha loose Cut your ass Lo like Cee, be under tha water Half these figures around me be hollering Newt Now what the ****** has this politician did for you Complain, complain but Mr. Clampett ain't gon' change Just ribb your ass up just to gut your pockets out I heard Bill put two G's up for some folks That they found in they house beat up And I don't discuss that color scheme that they fall on 'cause tha scheme that they fall on don't match wit my tone See, I wonder will I walk tha streets in 1995 And not have to make bond from 254 Uh, will somebody please turn the lights on 166 I can't see where tha ****** I'm going, I can't do ******t but get mad I can't keep get Billie and his uncle out my ******' Goodie Bag... Without your shank you can't thank Without your ******s you up the creek Stank with a ass fool of ore takin' what I say for what it's worth It don't matter 'cause how I feel might be triggered From thoughts I had in the past Now I struggle to reach the sky why try so hard If all I'ma get is spit on Cause life at the bottom ain't hittin on ******t But some of these folks is gettin rich I know about mines, unwind, can't take at times going through The same drama that got me here in this state of mind... Red-hot in the summer time First of all, I stand a little more than five feet tall But we can still brawl ******, I ain't scared at all I guess you ******s don't know or can't see That it ain't even wise steppin' to me incorrectly But yet still when ******'s feel they can deal I will split yo' ass up for real Cause we the maniacs with the chunky Goodie sac's So I don't carry an ax, but I still swing low with the lumber jax trax
Why we coolin' in the shade ain't gettin paid For chillin, illin' willin' to do what I got to do To come thru your speaker Cee-Lo, he will never come weaker Uniquer than a lot of emcees out today Because I'm more than careful about what I say When I pick up a microphone it's on Them better leave me alone, I'm in my zone Prone to snap if you offer me a chance Like it when them chunky hoes can dance I'll enhance the microphone when it's in my grip, I do not slip I can't forget my ******'s Jo, T-Mo, and Gipp Ha, ha, ha, well Great Scott, is he a thief? It seems like he has a mouth fulla gold teeth I smile because your eyes can't take the glare But Cee-Lo, him don't care, I cut off all my hair And everybody stop and stare when we come in the place And I can get on the mic wit no time to waste Get right up in yo' face, kick the flavor you taste And when I'm on the microphone it's a damn disgrace How you don't comprehend what I'm saying to you And I'm the C, the double E from the Goodie Mo Crew I'm coming thru, I'm comin' true, ooh I can't even stop It's Cee-Lo B, I'm down wit that ****** pop, pop, pop and my ****** Mike L And Bert P and my ****** Pretty Ken, you know he down wit me We from Atlanta, G-A, that is where we stay I'm diggin all in the Goodie Bag each 'n ever day Ooooh ******t!!
[00:00.000] 作词 : Organized Noize/Thomas Callaway/Cameron Gipp/Willie Knighton/Robert Barnett [00:00.023] 作曲 : Organized Noize/Thomas Callaway/Cameron Gipp/Willie Knighton/Robert Barnett [00:00.47]Goodie Bag ?Album Version? - Goodie Mob [00:01.62]Put some fire on that ass end of dat ****** [00:03.69]Cause in da SWAT's red hots don't drip or bleed [00:06.29] [00:09.68]'cause', you know me, givin' me left hand dap [00:11.64]P-funk be ridin' shot gun escort your window broke out son [00:14.81]A cool breeze got my lips chap, mornin' slap some [00:21.80]Soul in my bread basket gap contain "X" marks the spot [00:24.94]Twain, O.C. the cut layin' [00:27.06]A stew of empty gas in my tank [00:28.94]A buck thirty lookin' ugly - think, [00:30.98]but it ain't gonna stop no show [00:32.68]Ol' burd puttin a buzz in you ear [00:34.70]"It's gonna snow" or maybe perhaps sleet [00:36.83]Rap up the beat outside barely made it to your wake [00:40.27]Lookin' like Mr. Fisher, ******ie down no suit, no tie [00:43.52]******z ain't gonna be able to just get by no mo' [00:46.47]You leavin' the hotel - 254 [00:47.91]Today was good to me [00:49.32]I went to the Goodwill with the ten dollar bill [00:51.55]Got that London Fog out tha back paid tha man [00:54.04]Me and Khujo and T-Boo, [00:55.08]three jack lumbers on tha loose [00:57.33]Cut your ass Lo like Cee, be under tha water [01:00.05]Half these figures around me be hollering Newt [01:01.78]Now what the ****** has this politician did for you [01:04.28]Complain, complain but Mr. Clampett ain't gon' change [01:06.75]Just ribb your ass up just to gut your pockets out [01:09.57]I heard Bill put two G's up for some folks [01:12.40]That they found in they house beat up [01:14.42]And I don't discuss that color scheme that they fall on [01:17.69]'cause tha scheme that they fall on don't match wit my tone [01:20.69]See, I wonder will I walk tha streets in 1995 [01:22.81]And not have to make bond from 254 [01:25.31]Uh, will somebody please turn the lights on 166 [01:29.82]I can't see where tha ****** I'm going, [01:31.86]I can't do ******t but get mad [01:33.61]I can't keep get Billie and his uncle out my ******' Goodie Bag... [01:36.58]Without your shank you can't thank [01:38.12]Without your ******s you up the creek [01:40.04]Stank with a ass fool of ore takin' what I say for what it's worth [01:43.20]It don't matter 'cause how I feel might be triggered [01:45.15]From thoughts I had in the past [01:46.84]Now I struggle to reach the sky why try so hard [01:49.28]If all I'ma get is spit on [01:51.10]Cause life at the bottom ain't hittin on ******t [01:53.37]But some of these folks is gettin rich [01:55.22]I know about mines, unwind, [01:56.29]can't take at times going through [01:58.11]The same drama that got me here in this state of mind... [02:01.20]Red-hot in the summer time [02:03.22]First of all, I stand a little more than five feet tall [02:06.16]But we can still brawl ******, I ain't scared at all [02:09.15]I guess you ******s don't know or can't see [02:11.58]That it ain't even wise steppin' to me incorrectly [02:14.17]But yet still when ******'s feel they can deal [02:16.71]I will split yo' ass up for real [02:18.75]Cause we the maniacs with the chunky Goodie sac's [02:20.91]So I don't carry an ax, but I still swing low [02:23.61]with the lumber jax trax [02:25.27] [02:26.93]Why we coolin' in the shade ain't gettin paid [02:29.78]For chillin, illin' willin' to do what I got to do [02:34.65]To come thru your speaker [02:35.87]Cee-Lo, he will never come weaker [02:37.93]Uniquer than a lot of emcees out today [02:41.16]Because I'm more than careful about what I say [02:43.73]When I pick up a microphone it's on [02:45.94]Them better leave me alone, I'm in my zone [02:49.21]Prone to snap if you offer me a chance [02:51.89]Like it when them chunky hoes can dance [02:54.34]I'll enhance the microphone [02:55.37]when it's in my grip, I do not slip [02:57.58]I can't forget my ******'s Jo, T-Mo, and Gipp [02:59.99]Ha, ha, ha, well Great Scott, is he a thief? [03:02.48]It seems like he has a mouth fulla gold teeth [03:04.85]I smile because your eyes can't take the glare [03:07.67]But Cee-Lo, him don't care, I cut off all my hair [03:10.34]And everybody stop and stare [03:11.60]when we come in the place [03:13.06]And I can get on the mic wit no time to waste [03:15.52]Get right up in yo' face, kick the flavor you taste [03:18.16]And when I'm on the microphone it's a damn disgrace [03:20.67]How you don't comprehend what I'm saying to you [03:23.32]And I'm the C, the double E from the Goodie Mo Crew [03:26.22]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 ****** pop, [03:30.99]pop, pop and my ****** Mike L [03:32.86]And Bert P and my ****** Pretty Ken, [03:35.33]you know he down wit me [03:36.84]We from Atlanta, G-A, that is where we stay [03:39.62]I'm diggin all in the Goodie Bag each 'n ever day [03:42.65]Ooooh ******t!!
