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Good Ole Boys (Comin Your Direction) - текст песни



Good Ole' Boys (Comin Your Direction)


( yee-haw)



]Lil Wyte]


Lil' Wyte's the name - there ain't a day passed


That i ain't in trouble,this changes the game


And turns a summer sault to a double


They hatin' me now - I vapped out and the gon' feel my rumble


But it's all gravy - I'm running and ain't about to stumble


Back off a few years and you will find some crooked decisions


I managed them clear and did not let them bring down my vision


That's all i don't need - somebody try'na stop what i'm givin'


But there's just too many hoes out there to give one bitch my pimpin'


I'm bringin' ya Memphis - I just joined the white rapper convention


Back in the day - I blazed my hay and dreamed about recognition


But I done made it, they hate it


I love it, becuz of DJ Paul and Juicy J - i got so far from above it


Pushin' and shovin' they don't know of that I'm posted on a regular


Good ole' boy from around the way - might be small but don't test me brah


Questions brah, listen brah, yes thats what I'm stressin' brah


Yes thats me in your hood, 2-doo' Cutlass- what I'm flexin' brah



[Chorys: Lil Wyte]


Jus' the good ole' boys - hangin' out gettin' high


Jus' the good ole' boys - watchin cops ridin' by


Jus' the good ole' boys - sittin' round drinkin' beer


Jus' the good ole' boys - we was the clique the haters feared


Jus' the good ole' boys - never really wanted blow


Jus' the good ole' boys - was overloaded on the dro


Jus' the good ole' boys - 2 doo' Cutlass what we flexin'


Jus' the good ole' boys - if you in the road you better move we comin' yo direction



[Lil Wyte]


Don't let yo window catch a cloud - I'm as high as you


I know you wish this song (Texts of songs ) would keep on bumpin' through a pound or 2


But it's all good - it's gonna go off - like everything that goes up must come down


I make sounds come out my mouf - then put now snawls to make em' melt


Watch me guarantee the game- noithing but some fucking pain


Put cyanide in cyringes and inject it in they veins


Threw up on the league the hardest music Memphis seen in a while


Hit me quick wit' triple 6 and then let out +Mystic Style+


I was hook and good ole' boys like me was catching the vibe


I survive - I strive now look at me - I'mall in the sky


Keep in mind, I was the oneoverlooked alla the times


Deep inside, I thought that I was the one never would rise


Here I am, I'm spittin' it out and bringin' it too ya taday


Ain't no gngsta, just a Bay, area represento wit' something to say


So if you want me come get me - y'kno where I'm at


I'm prolly there right now, but there's no way good ole' boy


Like me go out without my Crown now



[Chorus]



[Lil Wyte]


It's like this, good ole' boys - i don't get what they can get out this game


Wheyer we are, down in our slums or we on top of this thang


Cuz I've got, some real ones rollin' with me down for the cause


Even if the, situation get sticky they ain't bouta pause


So I must, watch over my fleet and lead em all inta victory


Mystery how did I get here, all the rest is just history


Liberty is what i'm seekin' to get awat from misery


Mess with me - you'll be fucked up


Cause I'll let out inner energy


Never was a problem child - always kept up with the game


The slang, and somehow everyone in the hood knew my name


It ain't my fault it made me, too be something that you ain't


It is my fault I'm doing, something that y'kno you can't


Man I remember gettin' drunk, drinkin' myself unda the flo'


Reminisicin' of throwing up - makin' love to the camode


I did my dirt, didn't I get caught and still serf' birds in the end


But that's all right cuz all I need's my little girl and my pen



[Chorus]



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