Chico & Coolwadda – Godzilla Like lyrics

Ugh, yeah
This ones dedicated to all the homies
That didn't make it to the millennium
We gone do it for y'all real big, Godzilla like
Rest in peace homies

We all want the high life
Big G's in the spot lights
Rocking the cordless mics
Under high lights doing what we please
Nigga pick a flight, real big Godzilla like

We finally made it
All our life anticipating cash flow
Having some status
With this flow, on the flo'

Prayin' to Jesus
To make it true
Are we still dreaming? Hell naw
This what we do

Besta shoo fly
Don't bother me
Cooly and glove
Anybody else is comedy

Obviously them niggas
Didn't think of the world
So they up early for work
Like the early morning for church

Before 12 noon my bird don't chirp
Nigga real me and my son
Watchin' rap city, goo goo gaa gaa
Translate I love you daddy, ugh

I love you too
More than the color blue
Its all blue
Assorted killers on the team

We got dogs, locs, east coast folks
Wild out Baltimore homies
That ain't no joke
Leave you flat out

White sheet
Tuck you to sleep
Don't get no better than glove
So keep your beef

We all want the high life
Big G's in the spot lights
Rocking the cordless mics
Under high lights doing what we please
Nigga pick a flight, real big Godzilla like

Monkey see, monkey do
Whats next to do?
Venice, Roscoe's
Lugz, or fubu

If Tiger said he was black
He be trying to putt nigga
Trendy like the nappy ass blonde haircut
What about the illness?

I make 'em feel this
Now give it to me
So later for you coup devilles
Man I thought I told you once

I do the left coast stuff
He grew up over here
But wear his pant leg up
Now you Mcing Cool

Well I'm shaolin' tone deaf
So I couldn't quite hear
What he was saying
But anyway, yo whatever man

I'm gone get at you
Now make a hole
And let me through
Spot blue

'Cause he don't produce a track
My nigga glove do
And these rappers never say nothing
That I do, I be

Verbally dumping
Keep the crowd jumping
Keep the fist pumping

We all want the high life
Big G's in the spot lights
Rocking the cordless mics
Under high lights doing what we please
Nigga pick a flight, real big Godzilla like

Call me raging waters
I'm the captain of the boat
I've gotta stay aboard
If it don't float

So to niggas that ain't dope
Look rhymes I wrote
Dump and put out
They tried to close the door

But know what?
I stuck my foot out
Smoke a tree
Till the tree gone

Type a nigga like to kick it
At the bottom of the bong
Spin wax and it's on
I'm the reason biggie brought back for

I do more than score
Dunk and break the back board
In this year 2000
My head got too big for a perm

Keep it braided
Chico the chipper
The name that I earned
Pg ballin' Crenshaw

In the lay up line
Skipping on fools
Hitting niggas up at halftime
Ain't no scene

See the tec they know the story
My hood category
For the block party
Scandalous West side a Los Angeles

Let's go handle it
End this scene
Paramedics
Two ambulances