Da Good Da Bad Da Ugly lyrics

Intro:
[Willie D of Geto Boys]
STILL GOING
Yeah, here we go again
We bout to roll on some motherfuckers
G.B. Rap-A-Lot Mafia
Recognize the mob Nigga
All our motherfuckin' enemies goin dead together
No exception, absolutely none
Everybody dies, everybody

Verse 1:
[Willie D]
You ain't followin' the leader
Less you follow with me
It's Willie D, motherfucker
Eternally to say,

(Scarface talkin')

(Scarface & Willie D)
I got a partner who been gone but we [??]
And I ain't seen him since he's been gone imagine that
A young nigga in the hood I grew up in
Fightin a battle in the system that no one wins
And all these niggas go for bad when they lose friends
Gettin impossible to top all the loosed ends
My homeboy lost his sista in a carry

Intro:
[Willie D]
Geto Boys
(G.B.)'98
We gonna set this shit straight, belive that
Don't you wish sometimes you can be free
Free from incarceration
Free from paying them bills
Free to come and go when ya feel
Most of all, free from them haters

Verse 1:
[Willie D]
So many problems that exist in my world today
When I'm deceased, I want my little baby girl to say
That he was real

[Scarface]

They Love me

They say now pass the ganga to the left hand side
filppin in the Range Rover blowing past the one times.
Hit me with the (whoop whoop)
bubble gum flashing in my rear view
spraying freshener trying to steer too
Throwin out my herbs on the passenger side
Got the windows rolled down, airing out the ride
got a loaded 45 inside

Intro:
[Willie D]
Flip flop ass Niggas
Ah Yeah
Geto Boys and Outlawz
Recognize the mob Nigga
I don't Fuck with you
So put your hands on me
[Scarface]
Yeah best said by homeboy Willie D
Triple cross to Mexico
[Willie D]
I don't fuck with you
[Scarface]
That's some smooth hidin'
lowdown dirty motherfuckers
that you thought was cool
Do you know me
[Willie D]
I don't fuck with you

[ VERSE 1: Willie D ]
Picture me broke and disgusted, livin like a fuckin bum
Raggedy clothes, not knowin where my next meal comin from
I want the American Dream like Dusty Rolls
Got my eyes on paper, fuck these musty hoes
Foes die slower than an AIDS patient
To a tombstone my enemies lead chasin
The police wanna see me in an early grave
But I ain't trippin on em muthafuckin pearly gates

Suicide, it's a suicide...

[SCARFACE]
Retaliation is a must
Leavin' opposition in the dust
In mob we trust, fuckin' with us gon' get your bust
It's a - suicide, it's a suicide
You will die, nigga, you will die
Just like your homeboy did
When we teed off on him
And since you want drama, we fend the weed off the corner
And when I ride
All these niggas better ride

[ VERSE 1: Scarface ]
The heavy hitters from the Hou, Tex, back in effect
Even rougher than ever, what the fuck did you expect?
The G.B. to apologize?
For never givin a fuck?
Hittin muthafuckas up?
Still the rawest in this street thing, I read things
Stayin high as a fuck in a Bentley bumpin Sweet Thing
And we came to reincarnate the real
Hardcore gangsta shit for y'all still

[ INTRO: Willie D ]
Thugg niggaz
Ha-ha-ha
Callin all thugg niggaz
(Callin all thugg niggaz)
This shit is for y'all
Worldwide
Just like Geto Boys
(Geto Boooys!)
I know y'all niggas gon' feel this shit right here
(G.B.!)
We're goin through the same thing

[ VERSE 1: Willie D ]
Weapons bein loaded and cocked, bodies drop
Ghetto niggas, they hang on the corner sellin rocks

[ INTRO: Scarface ]Ain't no sense in you bullshittinWhat the fuck is you sayin?You know the way that we do niggasSo what the fuck is you playin?

f/ Tela

[ VERSE 1: Willie D ]

No sooner than I walk in the club I'm gettin love from the masses

Women admirin my baldhead and glasses
They makin passes, I see they asses, I'm gettin flirty

I got that liquor in my system plus I'm wild and dirty

In my pockets is tickets for the Rockets

Million dollar nigga from the projects

I see no logic in niggas' hate when I ride past

[scarface]

They love me

They say now pass the ganga to the left hand side
Filppin in the range rover blowing past the one times.
Hit me with the (whoop whoop)
Bubble gum flashing in my rear view
Spraying freshener trying to steer too
Throwin out my herbs on the passenger side
Got the windows rolled down, airing out the ride
Got a loaded 45 inside

[VERSE 1: Willie D]
No sooner than I walk in the club I'm gettin love from the masses
Women admirin my baldhead and glasses
They makin passes, I see they asses, I'm gettin flirty
I got that liquor in my system plus I'm wild and dirty
In my pockets is tickets for the Rockets
Million dollar nigga from the projects
I see no logic in niggas' hate when I ride past