Good Fellas

[Intro: Sample, Flagrant]
Diamond Cutz
"Y'know, how you tell a story, what?"
"No, no, I don't know, you said. How do I know, you said I'm funny. How the fuck am I funny? What the fuck is so funny about me? Tell me. Tell me what's- tell me what's- tell me what's- tell me what's- tell me what's"
Treasure me now, trust me now
Treasure me now, trust me now
Trust me now

[Verse 1]
Treasure me now, I'm 'bout to play my destiny out
Got the .44 jumpin', like Destiny's Child
It's off the shelf, seein' niggas off they self
They was broads, we dogs, we gone, brought 'em to the dеath
When I die, I'ma pass away, blastin' a K
Holdin' on to a stack and a package of yay
I spеnt half of the day dodgin' slugs
The other half with a crowd of thugs
Tearin' up bars and clubs
Y'all niggas ain't hard enough to beef with Diamond Cutz (Uh huh)
Run and catch one in the cheek of ya butt (Uh huh)
Hit the spots switch the two box into a new spot
I'm not guilty I don't care if you got proof or not (Look)
It's family over everything, put that on everything
Blaze the whole car could, try to say down the squad too (Yeah)
We only park when the dark of death come
Squeeze and have your moms scream "Help my son!"

[Chorus: Sample]
"I'm funny how, I mean funny, like I'm a clown? I amuse you? I make you laugh? I'm here to fuckin' amuse you? How the fuck am I funny? What the fuck is so funny about me? Tell me. Tell me what's- tell me what's-"

[Verse 2]
It was tragic how I, laid 'em out
It's a chalk full of slim, this how they made him out
We carnivores and we, good with guns
All the dough that we got was noticed, you got a weeks notice
Vacate the slums and run, if you don't when we come you goin' know this is death
Know this a slaughter, notice how we did it in order
Just how much boy, you think about your wife and daughter
Life is like, really gettin' close to the border
You was better off partnerin' in prison
Are you in them wet spots where they, go fishin
No witness, no hope (no), no kiddin'
Some forgivin', this is not a game
Are you talkin' out your ass? It's not the same
Put you in the fucked position like, Kurt Cobain
You haven't felt pain, this is GoodFella shit

[Chorus: Sample, Flagrant]
"Whoa, whoa, whoa Anthony! He's a big boy, he knows what he said. What'd you say? Funny how- funny how- funny how- funny how-
What'd you say?"

Muthafuckin' Flag

[Verse 3]
Still gritty, still carry the steel with me
I'm bustin' right now but just wait 'til the pills hit me
Product of a ill city, Flag the terrible
State case turn federal without a scratch (Look)
It's obvious that, this the real deal
We Diamond Cut niggas up I be for real still
It's Flagarant I'm 'bout to get this real meal
It's either that or you end up eatin' real steel
We them 6'6" (6) hustlas by night, movin' packages and pushin pills
This is just the will of my fate, will I have ate (uh)
When I see my life pass, will I get in the gate? (Huh?)
I guess I have to wait, for now I got that weight
East side (east side) livin' dog is how I got this way
I'm a hustla like Rick, every fuckin' day
I kill 'em with a gram so I kill 'em with a K
GoodFella shit (Ok, ok, ok)

[Outro]
"Get the fuck outta here, Tommy"
Ya motherfucka, I almost had him! I almost had him! Ya stuttering prick ya! Frankie, was he shaking?