| We serve teardrops, prolific flow from Jamaica
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| Wake up, we getting that bread like a baker
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| Take ya life like it’s nothing, boys swing
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| I will blood clot everything from your block
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| To your offspring, you not hardcore
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| Wouldn’t crack an egg, why the fuck you acting hard boiled?
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| Boom bye bye is the tune I abide by
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| I’m aligned with goons, it’s wireless like wi-fi
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| Why try? |
| I’m on the cusp of greatness
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| You bum-ba-cluts fly, I’m on a fuckin' spaceship
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| Enough in the bracelet to make the blind squint
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| I’m Eazy, Cube, Yella, Dre, Ren times ten, I’m a (Bad Boy)
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| Put you in a slumber, come on bruh
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| You a bum, you under my umbrella, I put you in the dumpster
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| Whatever, I ain’t the Fella who you want Roc with
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| I will batty boy kill ya, fuck all that dumb shit
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| Put you up under concrete, I’m cut like a gauntlet
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| Beat ya like a blum blum drum stick
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| Mumble something I come through dumping
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| AK-47 pumping, blow like a trumpet
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| The foolishness of niggas bullshit
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| Who you trying to push bitch? |
| Booyakah, full clip, don dada
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| You no test me Shabba Rank impostor
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| You no want drama I’m prepared for 'Nam, I’m a (Bad Boy)
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| You’re in a headlock, tie your family up like a dread lock
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| Gong niggas like Junior Marley when the lead drop
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| Eat 'em like a meal while the fed watch
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| You married the street I just fucked it out of wedlock
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| Before I rip on ya, rasta should warn ya
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| They don’t all love ya, push needles into the eyeballs
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| Of a little doll of ya, blind ya, align ya
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| Red rum with murder for hire, serve your supplier
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| Pill poppin' and coke snortin'
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| We kill for fun 'til we come for your fortune
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| Bad boys, bad boys, what you gonna do?
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| When them killas come for you, I’m a (Bad Boy) |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Bad Boy , by - Royce 5'9. Song from the album Street Hop, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп