Beats of Her Good Times - Twidils

Hip hop ain't really did shit for me Little bit of hell, little bail for the homies Got a little green, bought a beam for the forty Took more shots, you have to face it, Kobe After dark you go crazy Police ain't scarin' shit, you ain't bred for this I'm still in the hood, they make bread and dip I'm not jumpin' ship, I might fuck your bitch Who got love for Vince? Feelin' like Snoop at the Source awards Feelin' like you wasn't born for war Cause when I come around you be head to the ground Crack a motherfuckin' smile, I'm the man 'round the town Frank Lucas mode When I'm in I heard that Frank Lucas told Long Beach like Crazy Joe with Mayhem Where we get new wheels from rocks like caveman Little bit of this, little bit of that Little bit of this, little bit of that Little bit of this, little bit of that Little bit of this, little bit of that Little bit of this, little bit of that Little bit of this, little bit of that Might dump a clip, where them niggas at? Might fuck your bitch, where the women at? Crack baby base in my Similac Been crazy, come where you livin' at Kick down the door, get down or get gone I ain't come here for the chitter chat But I'm far removed from that gangsta shit It don't make much sense, rather make me rich Don't be playin' with my money, it'll make the flip And in the last couple lines I'ma contradict And for the last time, I ain't writin' no more conscious shit I like big girls, fast whips, ass and tits Marriages to white women, Mike Jackson shit So stop actin' like I'm an activist No this ain't happen on accident They give a dead white man to the Africans It'll never be another one after Vince So just pay admission then pay attention Little bit of this, little bit of that Little bit of this, little bit of that Little bit of this, little bit of that Little bit of this, little bit of that Little bit of this, little bit of that Little bit of this, little bit of that Might dump a clip, where them niggas at? Might fuck your bitch, where the women at? Little bit of this, little bit of that Little bit of this, little bit of that Little bit of this, little bit of that Little bit of this, little bit of that Little bit of this, little bit of that Little bit of this, little bit of that Might dump a clip, where them niggas at? Might fuck your bitch, where the women at? Uh, yeah, uh, yeah, uh, yeah, uh, yeah Uh, yeah

Take good care of her, take good care of her I suppose I ought to say congratulations For you won the only girl I ever loved But I hurt too much to face the situation Just take good care of her, take good care of her Just to be around her was my greatest pleasure She was everything my future held in store So remember when you take my only treasure Just take good care of her, take good care of her I must accept it, she loves you more than me So with my broken heart I'll bow out gracefully Please don't send me any wedding invitations For I couldn't bear to see her there with you If she's happy, that will be my consolation Just take good care of her, take good care of her Take good care of her, take good care of her

I want a heart for me, for me That changed my world And can finally live in peace I want to live in this town, in this town With my girl, with my girl To find the way really low I've been looking to, to stop, to stop Crying in the night In the morning, in the day All the time In the morning, in the day All the time I think I've found the place Where we can live forever Where I can feel much better Where my heart can find the way To feel that good times having our end Lalalalala Lalalalala Lalalalala I've been looking to, to stop, to stop Crying in the night In the morning, in the day All the time In the morning, in the day All the time I think I've found the place Where we can live forever Where I can feel much better Where my heart can find the way To feel that good times having our end To feel that good times having our end