Lyrics:
boy, don't say that
White boy, oh you so bad
White boy you wish you were black
White boy, hey white boy
White boy, white noise
Sayin' shit I can't
the check not one of them checked me
Next album you are gonna resent me
So called bad boys, 'til they see bad boys
Bad enough everyone here except me
him shake like a bad case of epilepsy
You can't relax me boy you are damn right
That I've been nice
Way before Mizi left Hype
If lil ma cute she can get
Blue hundreds what i'm getting, ain't no 50s, imma rich G yeah
Bust down its a wrist ting, it be glistening like its pissing yeah
My old bitch said
after album, boy, I did what they was not expecting (Conduc-)
That's what you call impressive, shit
I'm back active holding rap captive (uh-huh)
These
shit
It's war time, best believe we ain't on no truce shit
Before yo' next move, think twice
'Cause that bum ass album you got could be yo' life
constantly tryin' to find a reason why
Because I'm a Bad Boy they wanna label me a bad guy
Now who am I?
It's P. Diddy muthafucka
Do or die?
Don't
Richard Pryor and Ronnie Bump.
Skinned knees from being bad-ass little boys.
Police si-re-ns and baby screams
Was average noise.
Hip-Hop came,
Kom putt toysa på han gutta
Boysa går gang bang
Fang han er slange mann og han
Vil holde din hånd som holder regn
Jeg har tatt bad dypere en deg
Har
Melodically and sonically the best and
Ironically was choir boy MVP
You can't tempt me i used to get head by the
Pews during father franks hour-long homilies
the room
I guess we'll both find out, album coming soon
Yeah
And by the way, I'm the best up out my city and I know I am
I woke up 4AM
Just to tell you
many artists that have a bad first album, but their next one gets better. I hope this happened for me.
All my broken dreams hanging by a noose
Just
she was a freak
Her album flopped, it only did two-thousand the first week (that's it?)
She put a record out dissin' Quavo, bad timin'
Honestly she
Alright, boys and girls
You finally made it to the end of the album
I hope you learned somethin?
But the best is yet to come
Welcome to Hustlenomics
[Yung Joc:]
Alright boys and girls
You finally made it to the end of the album
I hope you learned somethin
But the best is yet to come
(WELCOME
to stop by and check us out sometime
He looked at me like I'm out my mind
Shook his head like, "White boys don't know how to rhyme"
I spit out a line
you everythin' that I had
I think it's probably one the best albums I wrote, in fact
I remember writin' to it, thinkin' y'all would love how I rap
But
them of Mase, Wait
I'm a bad boy
Get trash bags full of cash boy
I'm in a Vanquish, not a Jag boy
Why you mad boy, cause you catch cabs boy
N' you
them of Mase, wait
I'm a bad boy
Get trash bags full of cash boy
I'm in a Vanquish, not a Jag boy
Why you mad boy, cause you catch cabs boy
N' you
walked in the killer shoes
The drug dealer shoes
Done bad masked up and gave niggas blues
I been in the game for awhile I done graduated
I feel deep down
me goin' (goin') on
Like a king behind a pawn
Stew gang never steers me wrong
I'm not a bard without a song
Cause these boys are the best
That's why
drive em
Home theaters, can't Best Buy 'em
These niggas that I roll with
Don't let a single thing get by 'em
King pins and them drug lords
Chi-town,
me the 3.5 man bill it
Lean and sprite in my og cup
Young boy just stepped in denim
2 3 years 5 rolleys up
Best know it's nothing but vibes I'm
came from the bottom, up under the bottom
But nowadays the boy living, though (It's Dolph)
Rolls-royces on top of Rolls-Royces (double-R)
Bad bitches
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