Westside Gunn, Slick Rick - Good Night lyrics
[Westside Gunn, Slick Rick - Good Night lyrics]
Ayo (Ah) ayo
Ayo, woke up, brushed my teeth
Looked in the mirror, seen my handsome face
I barely couldn't sleep
I'm 'bout to make a hundred grand today
(Ah) helmut Lang sweats with the splashes
Kiss Asa on the forehead and grab the ratchet
Ferrari Stradale in the garage
Reece Cooper in the lodge
Met my plug at the racetrack
His roof had stars
Dior duffle with two fifty, bought ten
He fronted ten
I sell my shit's for thirty-five
I got a template 'bout to hit
Hit my nigga out in Cleveland
He can meet me out in Arеs
Said he was gon' bring his cousin
Nigga actin' kinda scary i said, "Bool"
(Bool) , "Meet me at five
Samе place every time"
Somethin' 'bout this time, though
It had a bad vibe
Got there 4: 58, hit him up
He said he pullin' in
I hopped out, went to the trunk
And then removed the ten
He got out, talkin' all loud, laughin'
Where his bag? I'm thinkin'
Then I seen his cousin grabbed it
Somethin' don't feel right
Let me get this three-fifty, then I'm out
I ain't even 'bout to count
Went to grab the gym bag
Then I seen the forty flash
Nigga said, "Give it up"
My heart start beatin' fast gave it up
Then them niggas sped off in the wagon
(Skrrt)
Then I made a call, I need them dead
But they was taxin' (Ah)
I didn't give a fuck, them niggas pussy
(Them niggas pussy)
Word is his cousin on the force
But he a rookie
Live in Cleveland Heights, got a
Wife and three kids, we need the addy
(We need the addy)
Make sure we get the ten bricks back
Get at me two hours later
The fuck nigga got to his house
Put the gym bag down
Then he fell on the couch
Thought he hit a good one
Then he heard a noise upstairs
Called his wife name, no response
He hopped up out the chair
Went up the staircase
Heard his newborn cryin'
Walked in the nursery
Then bullets start flyin'
(Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom
Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom)
Wife was tied up, seven hit the nigga
Tore his ass up my nigga jetted down the
Stairs, grabbed the bag
They was outta there (Skrrt)
Three hours later, got my ten bricks back
(Got my ten bricks back)
Kissed Asa on the forehead, good night
(Good night)
The rookie cop fam not havin' it
Intelligence was hella bent
Once upon a time when the
Swag was in development
What is kinfolk if two shots ring
To see a bag drop?
I speed in SUVs, back wind so
Inchin' up, viewin' what I'm doin'
Gun crewin' it was about hundred thou'
I returned it since I knew him
Said, "Fast life, my nigga", please
Don't ask 'bout it, richard
Later on, breaking news, chalk
Outline a bitch, hurt
A noise outside, see cops all tense
With apprehend
Gun flyin' over backyard fence
With a shot to his leg
He damn near bust in my crib
Didn't sight excited, tied it, "Hide me
Hide me" boom, boom, boom, "No
I didn't see any flee from the-"
Check thorough, best lay here 'til tomorrow
Then tweeze out the bullet, so I
Bandage it, said "Thank you, rick"
And once we were far in the trunk of my car
Said, "Got it from here", one
Of his peers, yeah, so I let him out
And now gettin' tortured
Askin' questions 'bout his whereabouts
Asa, can you say "Daddy"? Daddy
Ayo, woke up, brushed my teeth
Looked in the mirror, seen my handsome face
I barely couldn't sleep
I'm 'bout to make a hundred grand today
(Ah) helmut Lang sweats with the splashes
Kiss Asa on the forehead and grab the ratchet
Ferrari Stradale in the garage
Reece Cooper in the lodge
Met my plug at the racetrack
His roof had stars
Dior duffle with two fifty, bought ten
He fronted ten
I sell my shit's for thirty-five
I got a template 'bout to hit
Hit my nigga out in Cleveland
He can meet me out in Arеs
Said he was gon' bring his cousin
Nigga actin' kinda scary i said, "Bool"
(Bool) , "Meet me at five
Samе place every time"
Somethin' 'bout this time, though
It had a bad vibe
Got there 4: 58, hit him up
He said he pullin' in
I hopped out, went to the trunk
And then removed the ten
He got out, talkin' all loud, laughin'
Where his bag? I'm thinkin'
Then I seen his cousin grabbed it
Somethin' don't feel right
Let me get this three-fifty, then I'm out
I ain't even 'bout to count
Went to grab the gym bag
Then I seen the forty flash
Nigga said, "Give it up"
My heart start beatin' fast gave it up
Then them niggas sped off in the wagon
(Skrrt)
Then I made a call, I need them dead
But they was taxin' (Ah)
I didn't give a fuck, them niggas pussy
(Them niggas pussy)
Word is his cousin on the force
But he a rookie
Live in Cleveland Heights, got a
Wife and three kids, we need the addy
(We need the addy)
Make sure we get the ten bricks back
Get at me two hours later
The fuck nigga got to his house
Put the gym bag down
Then he fell on the couch
Thought he hit a good one
Then he heard a noise upstairs
Called his wife name, no response
He hopped up out the chair
Went up the staircase
Heard his newborn cryin'
Walked in the nursery
Then bullets start flyin'
(Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom
Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom)
Wife was tied up, seven hit the nigga
Tore his ass up my nigga jetted down the
Stairs, grabbed the bag
They was outta there (Skrrt)
Three hours later, got my ten bricks back
(Got my ten bricks back)
Kissed Asa on the forehead, good night
(Good night)
The rookie cop fam not havin' it
Intelligence was hella bent
Once upon a time when the
Swag was in development
What is kinfolk if two shots ring
To see a bag drop?
I speed in SUVs, back wind so
Inchin' up, viewin' what I'm doin'
Gun crewin' it was about hundred thou'
I returned it since I knew him
Said, "Fast life, my nigga", please
Don't ask 'bout it, richard
Later on, breaking news, chalk
Outline a bitch, hurt
A noise outside, see cops all tense
With apprehend
Gun flyin' over backyard fence
With a shot to his leg
He damn near bust in my crib
Didn't sight excited, tied it, "Hide me
Hide me" boom, boom, boom, "No
I didn't see any flee from the-"
Check thorough, best lay here 'til tomorrow
Then tweeze out the bullet, so I
Bandage it, said "Thank you, rick"
And once we were far in the trunk of my car
Said, "Got it from here", one
Of his peers, yeah, so I let him out
And now gettin' tortured
Askin' questions 'bout his whereabouts
Asa, can you say "Daddy"? Daddy