M.O.P., Snowgoons, Sicknature, Aspects - Whats Good lyrics

Uh! Fuck with a fuck nigga
You know, you know what i'm saying
We go make shit precise and
Drop bombs in a second
Doing like that we doing it like that

Fuck a hater
I take em out with a fader no love for em'
It's a disgrace in this place why
They mommas ain't abort them
I take off on them feel like
You got hit by four men
No bullshitting feel like you got
Hit by four men
Live from the reservoir the departed
Call me the underdog
How the fuck I'm under y'all
Ma spit game insane check out ma catalog
I did this when made this heart to heart
Fuck a mic check 1-2 or yes yes y'all
Chin check nigga pa pa pow crack yo glass jaw
You punk ass get what you asked for
Next time nigga get you a head crash bar
No joke, homie you will get smoked
I come back to the cemetary
Start popping at your ghost
Don't get it fucked up
Thinking it's entertainment
It's the marksman regime nigga
What you mean

About your day steam you lean use your brain
Cause shit can change when you
Catch one of yo friends
Helping the same that set you house on flames
Stop frontin' and watch yo fucking mouth
I don't bullshit you ever seen a full grip
He knows where the fuck it's
Those who know shit
Ma flow sick if you getting noticed
With the dope it's getting flowing
And I don't need no motive let
You know this how we rollin
I'm a mother fucking villan
Bringing down the building
With my Timothy McVeigh only
Know women and children
I murder everything I touch i'm
On the grim reaper
I been deeper with or without a sick feature
I inhale and exhale on the microphones
Same way I do everytime when I light the bong
And this a rap mother fucker
Why you bang them
What's good what's hood now
Fuck what's banging

What's good what's hood
Homie now what's poppin'
We mashin' on the motherfuckers
There is no stopping
What's good what's hood
Homie now what's rockin'
Fuck all these doctors put his
Body in a coffin whats good whats hood
Homie now what's poppin'
We mashin' on the motherfuckers
There is no stopping
What's good what's hood

Yo the game has been transformed
Invaded by labels to lack heart
But now the goons are in the
Place start taking your hats off
I rep Goon Musick the
Most amazing of platforms
With the flow so dark it would make
Vader look pale wit a mask on
Sickest of problems cause he’s
Sparker than the broadway
One sucker artist perform and puts on
Us in the wrong way
True artist have their portrait they
Don’t ever work hard
They’re too busy walking their chihuahuas
On their off days (Fuck outta here)
Don't be prima donnas in a dark place
Tongue much sharper than a
Hatori Hanzo forged blade
All praise second the cold snowman
Make yo equals get smaller than a
Harpered dick in the cold ocean
It’s obvious it’s not a threat it’s a promise
While you sit and do nothing
I demolish shit i’m atomic
Come follow us I’m in love
With all the tit's that
Ever rhyme is like a Leonardis
Cake of the stomach

Nigga I’m from Saratoga avenue I
Ain’t with the games
Came up around killers I’m
Different from you lames (MOP)
Blast em ya’ll know we bang (Brownsville)
I got traces of wicked in my veins
The realest gorilla niggas know to
Keep it in their lane
I’m like riddling nigga my
Adrenaline is insane
The (more) getter the come, the (more) harder they get
The (more) gangster it is I’m, honoured to spit
Head shots (Boom) aimed at the collar bone
Patience I’m casing the place
Waiting on homes
This motherfucker owe me something I
Don’t want the throne
And you ain’t gotta hand me shit
I get it on my won
My status is well above average Class A
Ya’ll niggas are past gay
I’m damn near savage
Here we do it the raw way BK
Gangsta, nigga all day all day


From the soul ya’ll hold this shit down
We we we doing it like that
You, you know what i’m saying
We go make shit precise and
Drop bombs in a second