Lyrics:
That boy not a shooter for real
I got niggas who still posted up in the trap and they prolly gone lose it for real
And that's prolly where I'mma be
You are now entering a Bad Boy zone
You are now entering a Bad Boy zone
You are now entering a Bad Boy zone
Yeah!
This is for the niggas who
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WRITTEN BY SIPHO BcNDc
PERFORMED BY RcS KINKY
Yah man
Blazing fire
Mmm
Ey, ch Just real people dem ah round we, weh we de ah
them times I ain't have it
Remember getting played by a bad bitch
I guess that's what made me a savage
So whenever I get it
I swear I appreciate it cuz
With a bad bitch and my nikkas gone ride
With the pistol on the side
Real shit
Fuck your whole squad
Cause my nikkas dont run and my nikkas dont hide
can make you lose
Total control, and if I choose
To call you the paperboy you'll spread the news
Like Paul Revere: "A real rapper is here!"
Yeah, "Moe
can make you lose
Total control, and if I choose
To call you the paperboy you'll spread the news
Like Paul Revere: "A real rapper is here!"
Yeah, "Moe
be lame
We not the same
Y’all some instagram thugs
In real life I bang, gang (Grrrrrooh)
Ooh she Certified (Bad bitch)
(Brittney Fuckin' Taylor)
She
I told her baby she hit D, she might just choke for real
I drove that in and pushed that gas, that shit like overkill
I'd rather take shit by myself,
(Unhh!), Opa-Locka is real (Yeah!)
Off my dogs daddy dad, so wanna cook it on them pills
Dade County dope-boy, best believe I'm 'bout dat doe
Chose come
Let's talk about the good and the bad times
Go in my pocket pull out lent man i ain't have a dime
Couldn't pay the bills shit got real but nobody
I'ma see you in Hell (inhale)
Battle rap? Boy you wouldn't win a debate
The type of legacy I got
You don't get by mistake
Man don't let them amp you up
Koloo
Can we do this some more
And I like the way you really roll
Come roll with a real woe
Come roll with a real boy
Bad Gyal they love bad tings
So me
to
Bad memories remind me where I been
Bad memories
Bad memories remind me of the end
Bad memories
Bad memories so real it's not pretend
Bad memories
Bad
way up, way up
Only bad bitches 'round here
I swear it's only bad bitches 'round here
I mean it's only real niggas 'round here
You know it's only
chest, Timberland
Still caps in your 'ead, diss the man
Real family and friends on Instagram
And it began
Well, if them boy bad, not bad after we
(Brrr,
the checks like Nikes for you
Real bad boy from the 90's
I like the way you noticed me
Girl I like the way you noticed me
So don't peri peri, don't peri peri
on me what it is nigga
How it feel to be a real nigga (x4)
Two lambs the same color I just call em' twins
Back at home I'm gone buy that boy a Benz
whatever you wanna be, my boy
Just know you can't do it like me, my boy
Don't you wanna get high tonight
You got what I want what I like
Bad bitches good
Usually calm, but when it's on, nigga trained
To drop the bomb, word to my mom
Ya'll niggaz playin
[P. Diddy - talking behind Chorus]
Yeah, Bad Boy
Yeah,
why
I
I
I walk a step ahead of you
Cause I
I see myself in you so
I know that you play that game
I used to play the same
Bad boys sad girls
Bad bad
repossessed
Can't feed the clique cutting bad checks
Time to learn boy, that cash rules
Success is a precious jewel
Planting poison in a nigga mind
Chilling
Real killer, boy you know I step on shit in every season
And all my niggas, they be shootin greens', they shoot it off they meter
Who that is
Boy that's
that's close, plotted on by the ones you love the most
Talked about bad in a public post, yeah, they do me bad, I ain't foldin', though
My music give real
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