Real Bad Boldy
Boldy James
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Where we at? Shit, Real Bad Man Bo Jack Let's get it One's for the money, two's for the show Three for the foreign with them blues for the low Third time was the charm, hit 'em two in a row One love to my niggas, chuck a deuce for my bros Second time around, only a few niggas know Shot him three times, either you a friend or a foe Three strikes and you out, pour a deuce in a one-liter Sprite Two stouts, three fours of the juice Droppin' trays in the two-liter, one-deep in the two-seater Countin' up pros in the coupe, answer on the third ring You second in line, I'm first string Fightin' two counts of first degree murder at thirteen (thirteen) Shootouts is similar to a two-drink minimum My nigga Tre Pounds sendin' double shots Still that same one nigga posted, love to hug the block Tryna double up on Sixth and Hubble, hit a triple double (triple double)
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Written by: James Clay Jones, Adam Weissman
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