Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Bad Guys, artist - Gucci Mane.
Date of issue: 24.09.2007
Song language: English
Bad Guys |
It’s the bad guys |
Say hello to the bad guys! |
Big Cat Records, Gucci, Black Magic |
We the bad guys, and we play for the bad team |
We hauntin ya life like you just had a bad dream |
The bad guys… |
Just don’t get on our bad side |
I fucks with the AR, I fucks with the AK |
You fuckin with Gucci, you gon' have a bad day |
They say I’m a mad guy, they call me the bad guy |
I tell ya like this just don’t get on my bad side |
I come with that skreet shit, in love with this beef shit |
My diamonds ocean blue so they might get ya seasick |
I fuck with the Glock 40, sawed off 12 gauge shotty |
Plus when I aim then I aim for the upper body |
Ain’t with that ho shit, I’m smokin that 'dro shit |
You come with some mo' shit, you gon' get your throat slit |
Yeah this is that G shit, we call it a classic |
I have my nigga Magic put that ass in a casket |
And that there is real talk, you best have a fast walk |
Or else yo' bitch ass might get lined in the white chalk |
Fuck what you thank nigga, fuck what you thought nigga |
Wired for jaw, so yo' ass can’t talk nigga |
Is you a man nigga? |
Is you a mouse nigga? |
Have yo' bitch ass scared to come out the house nigga |
Gucci fear no man, so who is this Snowman? |
The word on the low is he really a ho man |
Bitch stick to that trap shit, and stick to that rap shit |
You say you a gangster, but you never clapped shit |
If you wanna find me, take I-20 Flat Shoals |
Let’s see if you can take this broomstick up your asshole |
Always gon' stand ground, never gon' back down |
I’m puttin my mack down, I’m layin the smack down |
See Gucci’s a skreet nigga, I stay on that skreet shit |
And I’m the wrong nigga that ya clique wanna beef with |
I keep the 9 close like the bitch that you sleep with |
And I’ll bust a head but can you keep a secret? |
I’m smokin that kushie, you niggas is pussy |
I never been a killer but you pussies done pushed me |
Now this the bad guy song, they put the bad guys on it |
So listen when you hear the two bad guys talkin |
I shoot straight, move weight, always in a new state |
Always givin fake names, cars got paper plates |
The bad guy, say hello to my little friend (say hello) |
My lil' friend got a hundred other lil' friends |
Now we the bad team, it’s more than a bad dream |
Gucci and Black Magic now that’s a bad scene |
Carbon 15's comin out, AK’s comin out |
I’ma run the North, Gucci run the South |
Independent but we ballin like majors |
Them fruity ones got 'em all flavors |
I’m fuckin with real niggas and players, killers and cutthroats |
And when I get a order homey somebody gettin smoked |
I’m no joke, catch the kid cookin up coke |
I got a blunt full of bubba kush, nigga come smoke with us |