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Chiddy-chiddy bang bang, nothing but that Garden game
Who ride, and ? old records. Get your face re-arranged
'cause on my block, 24-7 fools be poppin they
Two chains!
Bang bang switch lanes like a drive-by
I am so fly man I might as well sky dive
Black girls white lies
You know that's not your damn
Boom boom bang bad boy pose ton gun
Boom boom bang avant qu'il y ait maldonne
Boom boom bang bad boy pose ton gun
Boom boom bang bad boy

Fixe,
thing, buenas noches
By the end of the night my knees are now on your chest
Fuck me bad, let me in, a cardic arrest
Make me come
Make me come
Come, we
thing, buenas noches
By the end of the night my knees are now on your chest
Fuck me bad, let me in, a cardic arrest
Make me come
Make me come
Come, we
Chiddy-chiddy bang bang, nothing but that Garden game
Who ride, and ? old records. Get your face re-arranged
'cause on my block, 24-7 fools be poppin they
Boom boom bang bad boy pose ton gun
Boom boom bang avant qu'il y ait maldonne
Boom boom bang bad boy pose ton gun
Boom boom bang bad boy

Fixe,
bang bang
And I'll be everywhere on the map but

I rep that west
I rep that west
I rep that west
I rep that west
I rep that west
I rep that west
I rep
town. Them bad ass assassins, boy. Thought you knew. Check this out, you better be packin', fool. Hyeah.

I manned all missions when I was a youth so
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the best seat
No heart, bullet’s got no name
Little boys wanna bang but ‘dem barely got a brain
‘Dem barely got aim, but they shooting for nothin’
They
a ass (aye-yeahhhh)

Well all right
Me a bad man, ruff by nature
You punkin' on me you goin' into danger
Me and the Don, ruff and down low ranger
Me
the money bad the bigger
Angels tatted all on me, pray for a lord sinner
Rolls Royce Corniche, sweepin' me off my feet
New bitches they by the fleet and we
Cause everybody know that D-P-GC, Bad Boy niggas run this
 Bad Boy

D-P-G
D-P-G
Bad Boy
D-P-G
Cause everybody know that D-P-GC, Bad Boy niggas
Cure for cancer, cure for AIDS
Make a nigga wanna stay on tour for days
Get back home, things are wrong
When I really knew it was bad all along
Before
Cure for cancer, cure for AIDS
Make a nigga wanna stay on tour for days
Get back home, things are wrong
When I really knew it was bad all along
Before
on

In the modern world
Pretty boys and girls
We've been hangin' on forever
By the radio with the afterglow
Mama told you
Now or never

Vampires out
Dallas, Houston look man
It ain't a god damn thing being took
From the bad boys of Houston so go ahead and dial a crook
And watch some niggas spit
bad, I'm knocking down your door, mane
Shit, our scene might leave you terrified
That's why my 9-millimeter stay by my bedside
Got partners locked up
was bad all along 
Before you left adds up to a ball of power
Thoughts at a thousands miles per hour
Hello, ghetto, let your brain breathe
Believe
was bad all along 
Before you left adds up to a ball of power
Thoughts at a thousands miles per hour
Hello, ghetto, let your brain breathe
Believe
[Inspectah Deck]
It's the return of the bad boy, the mic Sean Penn
Floss gems across the globe with my nine Sourceman
At a speed that excedes your
with no problemo
Iceberg rabbits and the fox and more
Where I coped two more brought four for RZA
 
Bad Boy thank you for this special delivery
Boyz big ZooWap goin' all in
Bad bitch I'm fuckin' her good I give her all dick
All these niggas some pussy cuz they all wet
My boys gettin' that gwap
Mercedes keys
Ya' bad credit having ass need to be ashamed
With everything in, yo' mama name everybody know

Now I'ma tell the truth we ain't got to fuss
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