to them Just be good to me (be good to me) Just be good to me (just be good to me) just be GOOD! [Bun B:] You want me to be good, then I'm a be the best
(feat. Jagged Edge) [Fabolous talking] Fabolous, Jagged Edge, don't be fool, I'd rather have you ma' Than everything, I'd give it all, just for you,
That you just mad at you, man you ain't really mad at me You take the hatred out yourself and just project it out No disrespect, you can't respect yourself then just
ain't never been wacked And thanks to Bun-B and Pimp-C I got two gold plaques They hanging on my wall pimp I miss you dog Bun-B ride for that boy and
me grab the chrome, and break up a happy home Long as I'm getting my hustle on, ain't nothing wrong Now all my music, ain't just good wordplay Listen
a dog Imitation fake like Gucci suits niggaz be wearin Nigga like me hit the room and all the bitches be starin' I'm not fine I'm not cute, they just
don't make me South-side, til' I die, poetry, Ol' G Lookin' good, in my big black S-U-V Fat boy with' the brains, be with' MJG Full of sticky green, I
it on me, like no ones put it on me Don't bore me, just show me, all men talk but don't please I can be a tease, but I really wanna please you [Chorus
me The Granddad ? Granddaddy of the Bone flow! Well little lazy rappers, obviously we never figured this would be the lick and we'd be next to shine.
no more [Twista:] Welcome to my hood where poor members of faculty backin me If you wanna try or trackin me, that could be when I eat em Especially
okay [x6] You can run an tell my city I'm on [x6] You can run an tell my city it's on [Bun B:] Bun B King of the Trill also one of the dopest, Whether
s okay [x6] You can run an tell my city I'm on [x6] You can run an tell my city it's on [Bun B:] Bun B King of the Trill also one of the dopest, Whether
front door without knockin like Mr. Furley It's just me, you and the semi - "Three's Company" You want the crown, you be U.G.K. like Bun B [Chorus] [
Rick The Ruler, Dana Dane made me more smoother ... hah-HEEEEH! [Verse 3: Bun B] R.I.P. Pimp C Game, let me take 'em down to the South one time Where
be trouble [Chorus:] It's gon be Trouble, Trouble If she don't stop dancing on me like that The way she pushing me back, I'm just saying It's gon be
