Madd Dogg ZW - Im Not A GoodFella lyrics
[Madd Dogg ZW - Im Not A GoodFella lyrics]
I am the truth Im not
A capper Ima Trendsetter
Chin-checker, I blaze like from Jamaica
I hit the trees back in the
Hood they call me woodpecker
Im hella rude and on
The mic im not a Goodfella
Look i keep it slime
Im hella young and Im thuggin it out
That's what Im about
Getting dough surviving these droughts
Ignoring them foes
Addin O's in my bank account
Don't get a lotta airplay cause of
The cuss in my mouth
Im like a fuckin midget with the
Fuckin rage of a dinosaur
I am hardcore, Im untoppable, my talent raw
Karate kicking these beats nigga
My kinda sport i been doin this sincе grey
Socks and khaki shorts
Only one madd dogg therе ain't other
In the kitchen cookin tryna get cheese
Bread and butter get my cake up
Make up for all the years that I suffered
And tell whoever's on the throne
His reigning days are numbered
Im stormin in!
I am the truth Im not
A capper Ima Trendsetter
Chin-checker, I blaze like from Jamaica
I hit the trees back in the
Hood they call me woodpecker
Im hella rude and on the
Mic im not a Goodfella
Its like Im grounded in the dungeon
Doing drills u can't master
Im remastered, amplified my skill and I
Jus bought two new choppas
Nina and Cleopatra you throw a shot and Ima
Click-clack back at ya
Ima destroy ya, the younger son of Portia
I gat the torch and you better
Pay Homage when I approach ya (uhh)
You fuckin gimmicks, ain't about the culture
I ain't came in here to play man
I came in here to coach yall mufuckaz uhh
A capper Ima Trendsetter
Chin-checker, I blaze like from Jamaica
I hit the trees back in the
Hood they call me woodpecker
Im hella rude and on
The mic im not a Goodfella
Look i keep it slime
Im hella young and Im thuggin it out
That's what Im about
Getting dough surviving these droughts
Ignoring them foes
Addin O's in my bank account
Don't get a lotta airplay cause of
The cuss in my mouth
Im like a fuckin midget with the
Fuckin rage of a dinosaur
I am hardcore, Im untoppable, my talent raw
Karate kicking these beats nigga
My kinda sport i been doin this sincе grey
Socks and khaki shorts
Only one madd dogg therе ain't other
In the kitchen cookin tryna get cheese
Bread and butter get my cake up
Make up for all the years that I suffered
And tell whoever's on the throne
His reigning days are numbered
Im stormin in!
I am the truth Im not
A capper Ima Trendsetter
Chin-checker, I blaze like from Jamaica
I hit the trees back in the
Hood they call me woodpecker
Im hella rude and on the
Mic im not a Goodfella
Its like Im grounded in the dungeon
Doing drills u can't master
Im remastered, amplified my skill and I
Jus bought two new choppas
Nina and Cleopatra you throw a shot and Ima
Click-clack back at ya
Ima destroy ya, the younger son of Portia
I gat the torch and you better
Pay Homage when I approach ya (uhh)
You fuckin gimmicks, ain't about the culture
I ain't came in here to play man
I came in here to coach yall mufuckaz uhh