Good With The Bad feat. Mr. 3-2

歌詞

(*talking*) Yeah, get it how we live, don't stop Don't stop, let em know, ha [Hook - 2x] Take the good with the bad, the bitter with the sweet The up's with the downs, on ass we on feet We mash on concrete, everyday is the same Get it how we live think it's a game, the gutter [Mr. 3-2] Through up's and downs, bad times and good Most things never change, it's all the same in the hood Boys get wiped out, and do time in the Penn Never get to see twenty, cause they life'll end Drama again, it's hard to stay on ten toes So pardon the plex, and all of these fake ass hoes The ending is sweet, sweet turned into sour In less than a hour, real G's turned to cowards Money and power, control what's around the state Penitentiaries, holding the finest But to find us, the good times always get ugly Fucked up situations, can always turn lovely The gutter, hopefully one day I could raise See my life getting better, and hope my pockets get paid Mashing on concrete, trying to see something better On my hunt to go get it, on a chase for cheddar [Hook - 2x] [Big Pokey] Take the bitter with the sweet, the norm with the pain The nights with the days, sunshine with the rain I'm at the bottom of the bucket, trying to dodge these crabs This game got me scarred up, I'm trying to or these scabs I run up tabs like Sprint minutes, stay on the floss Heart of a hustler, pride won't let me lay on a loss In the water I'm a shark, but on land I'm a boss A bunch of money later, when the chip land in the sauce Say I'm not the nigga to cross, I ain't that dude I'm laid back, but I hate it banging a fool Remember this, never bite the hand that feeds you Cause the hand that you bite, might be the hand that bleeds you Don't let niggas mislead you, try to lead the pack I feed my workers, my workers feed fiends to crabs I got circles, hard, soft, half's and packs Better put that in a stash in stacks, for real [Hook - 2x] [Mr. 3-2] Taking the good with the bad, happy done turned sad The troubles of my life, make a nigga go back With all that I had, got nothing to show for it Get up off my ass, go get it and I enjoy it [Big Pokey] It's a lot of niggas, stuck in this game Same niggas that's stuck, that's the same niggas think it's a game We got dirty needles, aiming for veins Sharp shooters aiming for brains, young niggas stinging for change [Mr. 3-2] Mash don't look back, go forward and get ahead Staying on top of all, maintaining the big heads The game'll never stop, and time won't quit ticking For nobody at all, it was already written [Big Pokey] I heard Peruvian way but flays, move better upstate I'll be out here longing, while niggas asleep I'm up late It's on I'm from the Stone, I'm all out here by tough gate Teflon chest gear, hard hat and a Tre 8 [Hook - 2x]