Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Bad Boyz , by - Shyne. Song from the album Shyne, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 19.04.2005
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Bad Boy
Song language: English
Bad Boyz |
| 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 Maples, 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, cock 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 niggas! |
| I hope you die a slow death |
| As I coke-test and C. DeLores Tucker protest |
| Can’t fuck with you weak rap niggas, witcha gay raps |
| Runnin 'round talkin this and talkin that |
| See me in the streets, tried to give me dap |
| Andrew Cunanan ass niggas |
| My two cannons blast niggas, ask niggas |
| 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 |
| Cock the pist-al, 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 niggas ain’t sayin nothin, like a mime |
| Every line, I live it, I write it with a pencil so niggas 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, repsect 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 a dange-rous |
| Man a Bad Boy on the corner |
| So move from on here, cause we a dange-rous |