LOS - What's Good lyrics

[Verse 1: Los] Yo Man I should run up in these record labels Like hey let me talk to ya'll Then put that K to A in R's Like I'm bout to spell Arkansas Hand over my ice and cream I ain't talkin about Haagen Dazs I could moonwalk on the sun Stop wishin on these fallen stars Flow sharper than arrow heads Ask around I'm a thoroughbred Best rapper alive I mean like in the whole world craig Shout out to my birthplace Who knew I would lose it all You could sign me durin a earthquake This time I refuse to fall Got my swag high like a n***a blew that kush Kicks fly like I threw a shoe at bush What's takin so long to get my ready to ball I feel like a chick gettin ready for prom No rainbow, but it's so lame though Here's a few questions from the Los game show Whos better? You never Man make a lil room for the new fella [Hook: Los] Good loadie woadie, everyone in the hood Roll up on me like, now what's up witchu homie? Don't you know all these s**as is phonie? So what's good? Let me tell you what's good The town ain't safe cause the hood just hood My past couldn't slow a n***a down, what could? So the crown ain't safe in the hood, what's good? I know you see me gunnin' for the spot, what's good? From the bottom I'm comin' for the top, what's good? Tell em keep your money runnin' til it stops, what's good? When I get say I'm gunnin' for my block, what's good? Let me tell you what's good The town ain't safe cause the hood just hood My past couldn't slowa n***a down, what could? So the crown ain't safe in the hood, what's good? [Verse 2: Los] I'm just sailin' off and livin' far from frail Or starving prison jail Ya boy be tight and his j**elry bright As Bale or Harvard Princeton Yale What I gotta tell ya like Kanye tell ya Run up in the awards, pull a Kanye-Taylor Came from the bottom so you know I hate failure I make everything tight like Kanye Tailor Somebody go ask Jay Z What's the craziest a flow could be? Cause I be sayin sh** that could make an athiest go O M G I'm the rap KG slash black J-Beib But I go hard in the paint and ya broad might faint You a wack JV n***a, 6 man down Talkin bout you finna ride but your kickstand down b**h stand down to a stand up dude I get and 1's when I'm in a and what mood? Got me stop me you and what crew? Silly rabbit what planet you think We on you don't stand a chance Your girl ask em nail her I screwed her Then did the hammer dance She went down like a avalanche I'm too big for you, small pierce Coupe top pushed back like Paul Pierce I ball I push that like Paul Pierce I could do sh** here all year So I'm comin through the lane like Rondo n***a Cause my belt like a car note and my shoes about as much As a payment on a condo n***a And I'm comin for the crown no convo n***a [Hook]