Bad Boyz (feat. Barrington Levy)

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Now tell me who want to fuck with us?
 Ashes to ashes, dust to dust
 I bang and let your fuckin' brains hang, snitches
 Fuck Marla Maple bitches with riches
 Who carry 22's, up in they hosiery
 A black teller when my father bust and unloaded me
 Think he just finished sniffin' a KI, and dippin' the D's
 Don't hate me, hate Nicky Barnes for hittin' my moms
 Letting the condom pop, nigga I was born in the drop
 Coke boil in the pot, shake the Feds
 And bust shots at them street cops
 Fuck yo point is?
 My point is double fours at your fuckin' jaws
 Pointed, hollow point shit
 Four-point-six, need I say more?
 Or do you get the point bitch? C'mon
 What type of nigga slang and bang in the streets? Bad Boyz
 What type of nigga stay in the Trump for weeks? Bad Boyz
 What type of nigga fly Bentley Coupes? Bad Boyz
 Aim for the sky, cop the shit then shoot
 Minks draggin' on the floor, bangin' on your whore
 Suckin' the croissant just examine it for flaws
 Pour the Cristal on the way to trial, RICO law
 Got a nigga head hurtin' squirtin' 'til they pull the curtain
 Let the money drip-dry, hundred dollar bills
 Wipe the tears from my eyes, no love
 Fuck y'all niggaz, hope you die a slow death
 As I coke-test and C. DeLores Tucker protest
 Can't fuck with you weak rap niggaz, witcha gay raps
 Runnin' 'round talkin' this and talkin' that
 See me in the streets, tried to give me dap
 Andrew Cunanan ass niggaz, my two cannons blast niggaz, ass niggaz
 Got me fucked up in the game, get your shirt stained
 Keep your five mics nigga, give me the 'caine
 Do the shit to clean my money dummies, gleamed the wrist out
 Cop the pistal, nigga, talk shit now, uh
 What type of nigga slang and bang in the streets? Bad Boyz
 What type of nigga stay in the Trump for weeks? Bad Boyz
 What type of nigga fly Bentley Coupes? Bad Boyz
 Aim for the sky, cop the shit then shoot
 Bling bling, it's a Bad Boy thing
 Bullets heat-seekin', streep sweepin', with an evil grin
 Watch you die, one love, one life, one Shyne
 Y'all niggaz ain't sayin' nothin', like a mime
 Every line, I live it, I write it with a pencil so niggaz die
 Of lead poison if they bite it, hate it but recite it
 It's a G thang, me and Puff in St. Bart's set it off
 Bitches walkin' topless with G-strings, menage'
 Bust shots at your crew, another charge
 As the Gulf Stream fly through the fog, make ya popular
 Pockets filled with more high notes than the opera
 Franklins on top of the Jacksons, my nigga Ty leave you tired
 Bad Boy, respect it or die, coward
 What type of nigga slang and bang in the streets? Bad Boyz
 What type of nigga stay in the Trump for weeks? Bad Boyz
 What type of nigga fly Bentley Coupes? Bad Boyz
 Aim for the sky, cop the shit then shoot
 What type of nigga slang and bang in the streets? Bad Boyz
 What type of nigga stay in the Trump for weeks? Bad Boyz
 What type of nigga fly Bentley Coupes? Bad Boyz
 Aim for the sky, cop the shit then shoot
 Man a Bad Boy on the corner
 So move from on here 'cause we are dangerous
 Man a Bad Boy on the corner
 So move from on here 'cause we are dangerous
 

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Duration
03:48
Key
6
Tempo
84 BPM

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