Lyrics:
bruddas round me going up
We them bad boys
We got them baddies round us going up
I was in the studio my brudda told me "Kobe died"
Couldn't even think
like
We'll hook up tonight yeah
I can tell by the way that you peepin me
That you haven't been satisfied recently
Haven't been with a P I M P like me
it's lookin' like I run things
Runnin' shit, diarrhea
And ever since my dad died I ran out of fear
G5 through the sky boy we outta here
Sippin P&J fresh
wanted him to die
I just smoke
I hated him so bad
And the wildest of dreams can come true
How long will I pay for my mistakes
I die
I'm going mad
I die
How
the kids who love to dance.
Love to dance
Love to dance
We're the kids that love to dance.
The bad boy's back boy,
On the road with my ipood
pop out and these boys wanna copy (Yeah)
I like my girls mean with a bad little body (Yeah)
And shout out my bro, I just do what he taught me
Call me
went from niggas telling me I really shouldn't rhyme
To dropping a classic album motherfuckers couldn't find
Bad boy like Will and Martin in '95
Bad
(Bitch)
Sippin' on bottles, flyin' high on planes
Gotta lotta bad women, I don't even know their names
Toppers and tats, you know I got flame
When I pull
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
on probation
I'ma give her two scratches
She's a fuckin' good woman, I'ma give her a life
I'ma walk by shinin' with a bitch
Aye, say I had enough in my life
on probation
I'ma give her two scratches
She's a fuckin' good woman, I'ma give her a life
I'ma walk by shinin' with a bitch
Aye, say I had enough in my life
these dude
Yeah we could jump 'em and check em, by sprayin' techs at these fools
Make it to trial, you don't win, indirectly you lose
You bad, makin' that
she asking
She know she can have it
Not just rapping
When them boys come around don't say no last names
Rockford girls call me by my last name
When them
So what's up now nigga? (Boom)
[DMG:]
Trapped up inside another bad day
This fuckin' chronic got me demonic affecting me in a bad way
I'm
on roof,
Even once had a job pourin tar up on da roof.
Dat boy had it hard, no fasad it's da truth,
So now when I menage and get massaged it's da proof.
roof
Even once had a job pouring tar up on a roof
That boy had it hard no facade its the truth
So now when I Menage and get massaged its the proof
Proofs
punk-...
Slow
Aw, roll up another blunt my mane
Riding riding by these p-...
Slow
Aw, roll up an other blunt my m-...
Yeah
Goth boys on the ride
the U.P.T. you just can't tame the boys
Them niggas from the C.M.B. they iron slangers boy
Better whatch out, whatch out
Pull up on the set and just hop out
over the spot
And fuck a pussy boy, go let him know he a opp
Eish
Bitch I run town with the squad, cannot fuck with the team
I'm a bahd man, it's why
the U.P.T. you just can't tame the boys
Them niggas from the C.M.B. they iron slangers boy
Better whatch out, whatch out
Pull up on the set and just hop out
dead to me
We don't make no amends
Boy you dead to me, especially, uh
Yeah, Keep screaming you bad
Ain't none of that gangsta
I spend a night on your
dream house
On lean passing them beans out
With a bad crew, the whole team high
Go on boy, get seen by, bro you know me, you know I be
Stacking that
your dream bitch and your dream house
On lean passing them beans out
With a bad crew, the whole team high
Go on boy, get seen by, bro you know me, you
of my friends, wanna get them boys a show
I just ran up by her mans, keep it P then tuck dis pole
Bitch, I'mma opp stopper, a bad bitch on me, I turn
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