Cool Breeze - Good, Good Lyrics
Hey I remember when I came, cameI didnt have to ask nobody in the streets to scream my name, namecause we got a lock on this whole cityAnd got a key to the dirty south, and the south coast, now play with meSo bring your semi thirty art thirtyIf you put your hands on a calhoun player, its gon get dirty, dirtyAnd everybody trying to claim bossBut thats just talk, you dont really wanna turn these mics offThey trying to slick us with our own slangUsing our words like back and forth, just calling us up out our nameSee and for that they gonna pay, payEverything they did in one week, ima do in one dayYou can say that its about to startDont call us rappers, cause nowadays a rapper aint considered smartSo I just stay away from those hatersAnd anybody in my clique who roll with me, you a creatorSo its like, who do you believe inJust like the hustler came back once, the clock is gon strike twelve againAnd Im most requested in my old hood>from martel to springdale, and all through club candlewoodYou can ask cool cane or dre-highEither po-boy, dirty red, or they ? gon cut? Im fire, fireAnd they consider me that raw, rawAnd your partners where you represent they say you got that flaw, flawAnd cool breeze, he got that hard, hardAnd aint nobody taking nothing, and dont want nothing to start, startSo when Im riding through the hood, hoodThey respect me when they see me, cause they know I got that good, good[chorus x2]Thats right, we got that good, good>from every street to every borough, and back to every hood, hoodThats right, we got that good, good>from every street to every borough, and back to every hood, hoodAnd cant nobody touch my team, teamJust like ej from southwest atl, my partner got that green, greenAnd we gon come through kicking the most gameTaking fo sho routes, and pointing out the lane, lanesSo when you come and you ride throughIt wont be no mystery, who everybody listening toThats right, cause all we do is stack, stackAnd organize this noize, and everybody know thatPlus we testing out this new soundEverybody done put down, now we breaking up some new groundcause we serve em up that real, realAnd be forever dirty south, in this place we live, liveThats what make the brothers hawk, hawkTrying to step up and showcase, all that is is talk, talkSee cool breeze, he aint your fool, foolSo dont ask me no questions, like what makes me so cool, coolTheyd rather see me in the chain gangThan rolling a v-12, riding on them thang, thangsI get respect out to alabamaTo the west coast to the east, then right back to atlantaAnd thats how we keep it tight, tightI come through busting the door first, the we ship it out the same nightSo when Im riding through the hood, hoodThey respect me when they see me, cause they know I got that good, good[chorus x4]Thats right, we got that good, goodFrom every street to every borough, and back to every hood, hoodThats right, we got that good, goodFrom every street to every borough, and back to every hood, hood
