Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Good, The Bad, The Ugly, artist - The Game. Album song The R.E.D. Album, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 31.12.2010
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: DGC, Interscope
Song language: English
The Good, The Bad, The Ugly |
Yo you can keep asking them fuckin questions all fuckin day man |
I told you what- I told you what the fuck happened man |
Told your partner the same thing man, how long a nigga gotta stay here? |
There was money on the table with the bricks |
I was in the living room feeling on this bitch |
Heard my car alarm goin off on my 6 |
So my dogs start barkin and some niggas hit the fence |
So I take my dick out this bitch mouth and walked to the window |
Pull the blinds down and took one hit of the Endo |
You niggas ain’t doin shit, but stealin my neighbors rims so |
Walked back to the couch and told the bitch to bend over |
That’s what I’m rolling with. |
Nah I ain’t shit and I ain’t snitching on nobody |
Yea that’s my .45, but it ain’t got no bodies |
And 2 dead niggas? |
Them is nobody. |
They should’ve torched em, and you wouldn’t had no bodies |
I mean look at these pictures, just so sloppy |
Couldn’t have been me, I do my shit like John Gotti |
Feed the nigga to the sharks after dark |
Man fuck this shit I thought I told y’all |
There was money on the table by the bricks |
I was at the kitchen table choppin up some shit |
Listenin to Jeezy and I heard a little (speeding car) |
So I turned the radio down and cocked my 4 Fif, oh shit. |
Am I hit? |
Nah just a hole in my Jordan fitted |
So I turn down all the lights and cock my 4 Fif |
Seen some niggas jump in they escalade and that was it |
How much longer I gotta stay in this muthafucka? |
Let me get a cigarette, I don’t even smoke but shit y’all got a nigga stressed |
I gotta stay in this muthafucka until I confess? |
Shit, y’all bitches better get some rest |
Cus it’ll be a cold day in Miami |
Before I snitch on myself or the hood, you understand me? |
Ya I fuck with the Bulls but I ain’t Sammy |
Niggas run around the hood singin. |
They should get a Grammy |
And you two muthafuckas should get an Oscar |
With this good cop bad cop shit. |
Take me to process |
Cus I don’t eat breakfast with no pigs |
I watched First 48 so fuck your 25 years |
No evidence, no big. |
I don’t know who split them niggas' wigs |
Already told y’all, there was money on the table with the bricks |
I was walkin to bathroom to take a shit |
Then I heard my dogs barkin, there’s some noise by the fence |
So I ran to my room and reached for the 4 Fif |
Then I seen three niggas by my back door |
Looked out the bathroom window and seen two more |
So I reached for my chopper and some clips out the drawer |
Guess I had to welcome niggas to the gun store. |