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letra de good old times - sabrina everett

i’m well equipped with a chain n a whip
f-ck around n get hit with my things i be sw-nging
n beating you with a chain or my whip
i don’t give a sh-t
i got a hold on em nice firm grip
n if that don’t teach u a lesson i got my spray on my hip
i’ll spray you with it
i ain’t afraid
up close n personal thats how i stay
so be sure to get out my way
n don’t let me catch you being fake in my face
cause i’ll beat it with some mase
slap you hard you could taste that sh-t
i’m more happy to pull out my chain
i do that when i’m running game
medusa is my name
that’s all that i claim
i don’t gang bang
i’m a thug for life
i choose to ride n die
for my honor n respect
i fought for my right to get respected in this hood
that i was brand new to
got 3 dots tatted on my left side of my face
mi vida loka for life
that’s the only thing i rep
i rep it cause i earned it
fought a couple girls n just one dude
i did it all just to run the chicken coop
my trap house daddy owns
i marked my territory when i walked in
didn’t care if most of them were men
i sure showd them
respect it or get hit
i’m not the type to put up with bullsh-t
go ahead n take the risk

the good old times kicking back
trapping in and out the house
luking up n just being insane
well put off for my age
had everything going my way
the good old times when things used to be ok

everything going my way
people doing what i say
running the d-mn thang
had a audience when i sang
i was to high tho that i went insane
problematic
i’ma f-cking havoc
n a bad addict
i’ma dope feen
i also get high off the dust off n the lean
codeine that purple drank
mix it with pcp n then hallucinate
scary af never again
that sh-ts a sin
had me seeing the devil
i rather be on a different level
high like paper planes
kicking it with a couple lames
with hood names that’s what’s up tho
we’ll all be cool if just lay low

the good old times kicking back
trapping in and out the house
luking up n just being insane
well put off for my age
had everything going my way
the good old times when things used to be ok

i remember the laughter n the tears
as well as my lukd up moments
n how i was in n out of hospitals n treatments
for that i hold some resentments
but i don’t regret it
i’d do it all over again can if i could
i would love to be back in the hood
show em how much i changed
that i’m better n sh-t
i don’t talk that sh-t
only raps i spit i’ll never give up i’ll never forget

- sabrina everett

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