COUGNUT - Tell Me Something Good lyrics

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This is a Remake since in Cougnut's first verse the word "DARK" is used instead of "DOLPH"...let me explain why its Dolph and not Dark. Cougnut used to be/live on Randolph st. (aka Randolph Block or the Dolph)thats the block he repped along side Cellski.

Fixed version * = Fixed Lyric

(feat. Master P)

[Cougnut]

Chillin' on the Dolph* reminiscin'

Thinkin' about my dogs on the wall that I'm missin'

Pour out some drink on the Dolph* then I click

How could I forget my dogs died over stupid shit

I try not to think but then my brain goes snap

Vision gettin' blurry, hand reachin' for my gat

Nightmares and murder got me trippin' when I'm sleepin'

Evil thoughts of my dead dogs got my mind tweakin''

Wake up and I'm sweatin' from my head to my toes

Migraine headache, body shakin' with a bloody nose

Rush to the bathroom, grabbed some water take a taste

Look into the mirror see Johnny Hodges* face

All these body visions that I'm seein' got me mad

Thinkin' about my brother gettin' zipped up in a body bag

Gotta get revenge cause if I died I know my homies would

Master P, tell me something good

[Master P]

Look, these fools better realize

That we ten thousand motherfuckin' bloody hounds deep

Always beware of the enemy

Even of those on ya block

We lose one dog, we gotta kill ten cats

[Cougnut]

Years* and days fly by and* I still cry

I still wonder why My* dogs had to die

Like my dog in the fast lane who started thangs

Maximization so P I know ya feel me man

Feel good nigga cause every dog got a day

So crack a forty and celebrate with yo HK

Cause niggas dyin' frontin' for a lil' fame

Gettin' ripped up in this bloody ass chess game

Life is different and I'm feelin' it as I get older

I played it Cuts*, cause niggas dyin' man* on every corner

And that's a take to be bleedin' on a fuckin' table

Or even took up in a body bag with a label

So R.I.P. to all my dogs man from every hood

P dog, tell me something good

[Master P]

Man the game ain't even the same

But cha' got to pack the heat now

In case the guppies tryin' to swamp a nigga

Up in the swamp, know what I'm sayin'

I refuse to be turned into some motherfuckin' soap

And wipe between them niggas ass like a dog

Society ain't shit man, done turned me out to a killer

I'm not sayin' don't handle ya business

But just make sure you got a plan

Cause a dog ain't shit when he caged up fool

You feel me Cougnut

[Cougnut]

I know you wanna know why I rap like this

Ever since "Scandalous" the 'Nut been merciless

I Guess its* in my nature to express and confess

Some say I'm obsessed others say I'm straight possessed

I guess I'm kind of pumped hear me out before ya criticize

Songs I be writin' make motherfuckers realize

Time is gettin' short, listen to what I spit

Ya might learn some game that'll keep ya from gettin' ya head split

Niggas talkin' shit, the ones actin' like they bigger

Soft rappin' suckers, MC Hammer type niggas

I don't give a fuck about em' puttin' em' in check

Just like rotten inside, busters get no respect

This game is gettin' thicker by the minute if ya in it

Ya gotta stay true to the game man*, to win it

Other rappers come ghetto then they cross to that other level!

Address folks like that, get they sucker free passes took!

IMP* dogs mashin' on that ass, till ya comatose!

Motherfuck a gang, Ill-Mannered Mafiosoes!

Comin' from the Bay, Frisco side straight* mysterious

And when ya come to town, ask ya niggas man it's serious

Fools gettin' whipped on everyday cause I ain't havin' it

And if you gets away, I'll see ya ass at the Gatherin*

Ha, ha, ha

Thanks to Nolimit4show (Bay Area Native/Cougnut Discog owner for these lyrics