Juvenile

Juvenile - Good At What I Do lyrics

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Hook:

I’m good at what I do (I’m good, I’m good, it’s all good woa)

I’m good at what I do (I’m good, I’m good, I’m 100 homie)

I’m good at what I do (I’m good, I’m good, it’s all good ho)

I’m good at what I do (I’m good, I’m good, it’s how I do it hoe)

Chillin bout my ho house, she told me I smoked too much

Hoe, wutchu watchin me fo?

Look bitch, go out and do some

Crack A tryin' school some, I just found out he’s straight fed

Convictions on his whole house, but he got out of navy

His mama was a dopie, his daddy was a OG

They found him in the dope house, he had too much, he OD’d

They found his little stash box, he told em that was my shit

They showed up at my front do’, I told em that was gossip

They know what he was up to so I got on my defense

And ran into the police a in’t need one in my sequence

I don’t give a fuck though, 'cause ya’ll ain’t got no case bitch

And ya’ll ain’t got no witness 'cause a dead nigga can’t say shit

Just got me some new land, then I built a new fence

Warning to you white folks, nigga’s bout to move in

Got my package this morning, finished it by noon time

I still got my ’02 Benz I just went bought that new kind

Hook:

I’m good at what I do (I’m good, I’m good, it’s all good woa)

I’m good at what I do (I’m good, I’m good, I’m 100 homie)

I’m good at what I do (I’m good, I’m good, it’s all good ho)

I’m good at what I do (I’m good, I’m good, it’s how I do it hoe)

These bills too much to handle, mama calling ANO

She’s bout to lose her Section 8, police ran in the back do’

Landlord saying move out, road on took a new route

Plus she gotta come up with deposit for a new album

I gotta get it ‘fore we all be on the curl

And all I got in the world is my balls and my work

I swear she gotta get hers so you gonna get yours

And I pray I don’t die cause lord knows I’m not insured

Prada Gang, I’m true south, time we let the truth out

They lying through they teeth so much they knockin they own tooth out

Showed up at the court out, I think I need to confess

How I’m killing these bitches, place me under arrest

She want a upgrade, I say for pass is get test

I gave her A4A and a B for her breath

You know she blew that flu 9

You gave that hoe the boot ah

That’s why you got that Buddha

I’m good at what I do ah

[Hook:]

I was at my carwash when a homie rolled up

He said Skip help me, I was in a hold up

But this look like ER, my life is like a sea saw

Why you come run, bring all that heat on me for?

Look, here come the police, now I’m fucked with no grease

Whip their guns out, screaming like they want beef

Then the homie broke out, fuck it then I broke too

And the cops came, it turned into a pursuit

I called up Willy homie, he told me I was trippin

He started to run again

When he did – I clipped him

The police watched the whole thing

We just ran bout 2 blocks

They cuffed us and they searched us

Then they found 2 rocks

Let me guess who this fo

Guess for what, it ain’t mine

I work at the carwash, I’m doing just quite fine

We gon go check yo spot, then we gonna lock up

It’s been 15 minutes, my niggas cleaned the shop up

[Hook:]

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