Lyrics:
rowdy by sayin na na na na na
I'm a cash deala'
A No Limit ass kicka'
I'm a bad nigga
Fast nigga
Ain't the last nigga
Keep my mind on my money
crack
Hard or soft livin' boys and girls packin' yo shit
Let it off
Niggaz who floss out here be takin' a loss
It cost to be the mutha fuckin'
like who
switch bitch 'fore you ask what which would you die soon
(Chorus x2)
We some windaz, K-I-L-L, kill be killed
(mutha fuckaz bust
ain't noticed?
Yea, I'm that bitch you've seen on the Gram
Now say that shit
I've been popping my shit since Trina dem shit (who's bad)
You know what come
work in like Mad Dirt
Odainers twistin like the revolver or the earth
Fuck church, it's a must I burst and curse
Yeah I'm a West Coast Bad Boy but
you want me to believe you one more time
Who be mumu
Situation is critical
Dem turn our festival to foreign raro
See student for hospital
The parents
(bad mutha)
[verse 1]
Turn up the radio, better yet the phonograph
And I'ma school the suckers who don't know the half
I'm not a legend, I'm real
crack
Hard or soft livin' boys and girls packin' yo shit
Let it off
Niggaz who floss out here be takin' a loss
It cost to be the mutha fuckin'
been shot down shot down shot down Mr Garfield been shot down low
Lord I knew the President was supposed to be at the depot that day
And we just
see some bad
But I'm just a soul whose intentions are good
Oh lord please don't let me be misunderstood
What's understood ain't gotta be explained
see some bad
But I'm just a soul whose intentions are good
Oh lord please don't let me be misunderstood
What's understood ain't gotta be explained
see some bad
But I'm just a soul whose intentions are good
Oh lord please don't let me be misunderstood
What's understood ain't gotta be explained
ooh lawd, them boys on the map again
Who they be? Mr. Ball and them Ying-Yang Twins
And when you down for yours, my nigga, I'm down for mine
Now don't
I'm a make you flatline
Shawty bad then a mutha
Look like a magazine cover
Wanna explore you down under
Scuba dive under your covers
You looking good
. Bad Guy
Mr. Bad Guy
Mr. Bad Guy
Mr. Bad Guy
Let me tell what you're doing here. All my nigga flashing, but be careful what you're doing here
I'mma let
on this mutha fucka wit me
Got that lil nigga T-Rock on this mutha fucka wit me (Mr. clean)
Nay mean for all them niggas out there thinking muthafucka done
[Sample]
Look up in the sky!
[GZA]
Who's your rhymin' hero (look up in the sky)
(Oh you that bad mutha)
(look up in the sky)
I use lyrics
in her place
'Cause a beautiful woman is something to see
And she's not defined by her face
Can't fuck with no girl who be all on the 'Gram
Tryna
you out, cuz seem they only ask for rain when they be busy in a drought
See that's not what i'm about
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We can fight, inside a ring, but first i
a nigga die?
Getting shot by my nine
Verse 1: Young Noble
Hey yo
Who want to fuck?
Who in the truck?
Who in a rush?
Who in the cuffs?
Nigga, who
'em start lettin' loose
I bet then I'll hear your ass screamin' truce
Bad news
Got lil kids and old folks talkin' 'bout,
"Hey Dru!
You mean to tell
back up to this soldier boy and I said
"Soldier boy, is he, is Mr Garfield?" and he said, "Yeah, he's gone"
Gonna lay him by that cold lonesome branch
niggas do the same
Cause the phony shit contagious so I let my phone ring
I don't like to conversate for conversation's sake
No more girls who stay up late
Yeah, yo
Call me Gunshot Mike or Mr Skeng
Check one-two-one man skitzed again
Dickhead you and a dickhead crew
Getting gassed up by your
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