Taylor J - No Good feat. Dose & Gucci Mane lyrics

rate me

Ah, take over

Hey, I asked my mama why she hates my friends

She say they no good

But with me and all them,

We rob the whole hood

Fuck a class, I got some head

Stayed in the hallways

Now I never pay for zips, I came a long way

Rico say I smoke too much,

I’m scared to see my lungs

Got some hoes with money now

Still got some in the slums

Ridin’ ridin with all my team, I gotta get it nigga

All of this be gone by 3 so what’s the ticket

Nigga I’m the bad guy with the bad bitch,

Full of nice ass and mad chips

We rollin weed on your mixtape

And I break it down on your tracklist

She got a boyfriend but he average

I spend a lot of money with sex fiends

I’m locked in on this rap shit

But I can still make a pack to backflip

Come fuck with me

[Hook] x 2

I’m just ridind round, up to no good

I ain’t worry bout it, I’m good in your hood

Couple different drugs on me, I may be your plug

I have a gun on me, I might hit your mug

I’m in the streets nigga, I’m bout that life partner

I got that thunder on me, call that bitch oklahoma

I got that work cookin, I know they smell the odor

I’m on that miley cyrus, I’ve been on her all morning

I got door hand choppa, door hand choppa from the pawn shop

8 on the 5 man call the ambulance, like the whole block

Lift up my left wrist, that’s every bet about 2 blocks

Lived in that thug life, go against the grain like 2pac

Hey I got horsepower, I smashed out on 2 cops

Vroom, vroom, nigga gambaroom, got a foreign toy with a stash box

Stat door with a bentley...blow half of that for the half nice

Prolly be in your hood with your goons on your block

[Hook] x 2

I’m just ridind round, up to no good

I ain’t worry bout it, I’m good in your hood

Couple different drugs on me, I may be your plug

I have a gun on me, I might hit your mug

I’m in the hood with a pound of good, smoke up every bud

On my east atlanta ...shit, that mississippi mud

Fuck a hoe, bitch I throw the snug

I shoot in the club, and my pockets they gonn keep a bush

Tending to the judge

I’m the plug, mister such and such, cut off a nigga nuts

Sellin kush like I’m in a rush, you snitches need to hush

She a slut, she’s in here to fuck my diamonds make her blush

I need a rich bitch, that oprah winfrey that I got a crush

If a pussy push me then up in my pistol is a must

If this ak hit him then it might just knock him out his chucks

I got these bitch coming off this chuck and I got these pines coming on this bus

And I got my truck load down, ...these niggas can’t ... me up

And when I touch down I smoke pound

So street niggas they hook me up

Bitch your bitch wanna slide me up

I know the feds wanna snatch me up

Gotta be a realer to doubt me up

Man ...pussy that smack me up

[Hook] x 2

I’m just ridind round, up to no good

I ain’t worry bout it, I’m good in your hood

Couple different drugs on me, I may be your plug

I have a gun on me, I might hit your mug.