Lyrics of 'Good, Good' by Cool Breeze

Hey I remember when I came, came
I didnt have to ask nobody in the streets to scream my name, name
cause we got a lock on this whole city
And got a key to the dirty south, and the south coast, now play with me
So bring your semi thirty art thirty
If you put your hands on a calhoun player, its gon get dirty, dirty
And everybody trying to claim boss
But thats just talk, you dont really wanna turn these mics off
They trying to slick us with our own slang
Using our words like back and forth, just calling us up out our name
See and for that they gonna pay, pay
Everything they did in one week, ima do in one day
You can say that its about to start
Dont call us rappers, cause nowadays a rapper aint considered smart
So I just stay away from those haters
And anybody in my clique who roll with me, you a creator
So its like, who do you believe in
Just like the hustler came back once, the clock is gon strike twelve again
And Im most requested in my old hood
>from martel to springdale, and all through club candlewood
You can ask cool cane or dre-high
Either po-boy, dirty red, or they ? gon cut? Im fire, fire
And they consider me that raw, raw
And your partners where you represent they say you got that flaw, flaw
And cool breeze, he got that hard, hard
And aint nobody taking nothing, and dont want nothing to start, start
So when Im riding through the hood, hood
They respect me when they see me, cause they know I got that good, good

[chorus x2]
Thats right, we got that good, good
>from every street to every borough, and back to every hood, hood
Thats right, we got that good, good
>from every street to every borough, and back to every hood, hood

And cant nobody touch my team, team
Just like ej from southwest atl, my partner got that green, green
And we gon come through kicking the most game
Taking fo sho routes, and pointing out the lane, lanes
So when you come and you ride through
It wont be no mystery, who everybody listening to
Thats right, cause all we do is stack, stack
And organize this noize, and everybody know that
Plus we testing out this new sound
Everybody done put down, now we breaking up some new ground
cause we serve em up that real, real
And be forever dirty south, in this place we live, live
Thats what make the brothers hawk, hawk
Trying to step up and showcase, all that is is talk, talk
See cool breeze, he aint your fool, fool
So dont ask me no questions, like what makes me so cool, cool
Theyd rather see me in the chain gang
Than rolling a v-12, riding on them thang, thangs
I get respect out to alabama
To the west coast to the east, then right back to atlanta
And thats how we keep it tight, tight
I come through busting the door first, the we ship it out the same night
So when Im riding through the hood, hood
They respect me when they see me, cause they know I got that good, good

[chorus x4]
Thats right, we got that good, good
From every street to every borough, and back to every hood, hood
Thats right, we got that good, good
From every street to every borough, and back to every hood, hood