Good Stuff 创作者：
Three 6 Mafia

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调：F# minor

Intro 1

G#m

Verse 1
G#m 
Where ya been
All of my life
B 
I need ya bad
G#m 
I've been searchin' for ya
That good ol' stuff
I can't get enough
B 
G#m 
You know I've been
yoanin' (yearnin') for ya
Call me a drunkie that's wrong
B 
G#m 
Don't play  it instead of rich bone
Young son that's full of that come
B 
G#m 
We needs a one and a one
I gotta get'cha what ever it takes
B 
Gotta hit your bis o
G#m 
Soon as I flake
i take you how ever you might be
B 
G#m 
Pack dollar pill away
You know you got me feelin' good
B 
G#m 
Drop top down  up in through the hood
Ask me about a whole key
B 
G#m 
And man I tell ya I wish  I could
It's all goody- good
I think enough
B 
G#m 
Still like screamin' on after none
B 
Give me that razor that plate the lazer man
G#m 
I need my medicine
That pulles me oh some nice and slow
B 
Get him some stand lookin'
G#m 
out   the door
Better get ready for all night
B 
You know how we want to
G#m 
moan  and blow

Verse 2
B 
Escence up the blessin' Keep me
G#m 
puzzled like enigma
My partner put me down
B 
Where I start pound
G#m 
The cop is cheaper
B 
My smoke and flows like mystical music
And know someone
G#m 
screamin' is    chiefa
On Holloween
B 
G#m 
I pass it out to all the trick or    treaters
B 
in 1999 them little is will come
G#m 
through for you bombers
So now Lord Infamous
B 
blessin' I was sitting bull
G#m 
And poke the hunters
Smoke out your lungs
And powder your nose
B 
We grabbin' big bitches
G#m 
Or sometimes we kick  it
We breakin' the season
We breakin' our streets in
B 
We breakin' out sick cause
G#m 
I make em' up stick
B 
Triple 6 Mafia gettin' so rowdy because
we are out of this atmosphere
G#m 
Without the smoke hit eyes
So blury blur vision and tears
B 
Kaze on the right,
G#m 
on the left, to the rear
Scarecrow me keyed plus
B 
G#m 
B 
G#m 
The smoke flyin' out   of me lungs
B 
G#m 
Me keep  these (?)
Sprinkled down little kids gum
B 
Gimme some of that

Verse 3
G#m 
good
B 
G#m 
B 
stuff
G#m 
Gimme somethin' that'll
B 
feel kinda special
G#m 
Gimme somethin' that'll do it
B 
G#m 
Do it, Put my mind to    it
B 
Until we get high

Verse 4
G#m 
Gimme some of that good
B 
G#m 
B 
stuff
G#m 
Gimme somethin' that'll
B 
feel kinda special
G#m 
Gimme somethin' that'll do it
B 
G#m 
Do it, Put my mind to    it
B 
Until we get high
G#m 
I keep  that

Verse 5
good stuff
B 
(lady what you mean)
G#m 
Good stuff for that light green
Everytime you see me
B 
Eyes are red but still I'm
G#m 
on my    p's
Smokin' gettin' motivated
B 
Just chillin' with nuthin'
G#m 
but   playas
Hatin' as I can be
B 
Relaxed and bumpin'
G#m 
some Johnny Taylor
Feelin' good as hell
It's so swell
B 
G#m 
High, this stuff has   got me goosed up
B 
Got me wantin' some good lovin'
G#m 
So I call my shorty
B 
Baby, baby some and give it to me,
G#m 
give it to me    right
Come in with the quickness
B 
G#m 
Got you speachless to this  freaky night
Still I'm stayin' bout it
B 
Never hate wit bustas
G#m 
So can you   see
Solo never sucka
B 
Always catch me with the prophet p
G#m 
Gone  remain his lady
Kinda crazy
B 
G#m 
So don't test me
I will buck your bro down
B 
When that good stuff got
G#m 
me in disquise

Verse 6
G#m 
What you got down in    your trunk
Nothin' but good stuff
B 
G#m 
Knowin' this funk
Guaranteed to keep you up
B 
G#m 
Make you hyper super crunk
Let me know on what you need
I'm cuttin' up gears
B 
G#m 
Come shock with me
Your partner used to pluck you twice
I'm giving out samples
B 
And it's free
G#m 
Package deals from state to state
The ice cream man
Who deliver that cake
B 
You want to get a piece
To shake
G#m 
B 
The bigger the plate
G#m 
The bigger the blade
The thicker the cheese
The more you can take
On and on gotta keep that pace
B 
From scene to scene
Supplyin' that D
G#m 
Some of that pure
Not none of that dank
It's over solder
Dodge their forty
Get with the man if you
B 
want to get bloated
G#m 
Just  like taking a sniff of roses
This lil sniff
B 
G#m 
They roll it up    all night to
the early mornin'
B 
Constantly movin' now for yawnin'
G#m 
Burnin'   my people on every pay phone
B 
And allow that good stuff
G#m 
Surper (?)

Verse 7
I be like Indo in
B 
Don't go hollow what your friend
G#m 
Plus have them twins
B 
The henn and a bunch of bird shit
G#m 
Swith your man
B 
So I can get into the groove
G#m 
And he who's cool
can't
Juicy's constantly speakin'
B 
at me though
G#m 
He ain't sayin' nothin'
Man he may be the crunkin'
B 
that funny
G#m 
Or the super bionic
Sick here want to sit here
B 
G#m 
Fartin' like I'm a mo    tor or somethin'
Is it the squish
B 
I cannot remember
G#m 
Yes sir   it's understood
Koo must donw got a little bit
of hit of somethin' good
B 
Gimme some of that

Verse 8
G#m 
B 
good  stuff
G#m 
Gimme somethin' that'll
B 
feel kinda special
G#m 
Gimme somethin' that'll do it
B 
G#m 
Do it, Put my mind to    it
B 
Until we get high

Verse 9
G#m 
Gimme some of that good
B 
G#m 
B 
stuff
G#m 
Gimme somethin' that'll
B 
feel kinda special
G#m 
Gimme somethin' that'll do it
B 
G#m 
Do it, Put my mind to    it
Until we get high
B 
G#m 
B 
G#m 
B 