Luyện nghe bài hát Bad Ways

It's goin' down like this

Is the shit gone ever
'Cause I be up in the middle of it
my pistol, and then in his fuckin' throat I shoved it
Give me your money, and take that off nigga
Tommy 'Figga, I'm off that doe and liquor
See I be drillin' in the east of San Pedro Park
I smoke a camel, the lupsia have me sparked

This lil' said I'm livin' in my last days
My mother love me, she say she hate my bad
But still she it on herself for doin' what she done
It fun, she moved us in the ghetto slums
So what you think about myself I'm a grown man
A bad man, survival is you can
You you know it, flossin' but I know you's a bitch
'Cause I be watchin', to get my rob on this shit

See niggas underestimate the city that I
Where I am niggas sayin', What the is gang bang?
Hard livin' mothafucka your turf, your side of town
You know that's the fuck I'm found
dirty, hands dirty, smokin' on a tree
Gamblin' my drug money, hell yeah
'Cause I'm the nigga crime do pays
My people say love me, they just say they hate my bad ways

bad ass ways
(Bad ways)
Real bad ass
(You got bad ways)
bad ass ways
Get 'cause it pays

city to city, state to state
I'm checkin' my game my muthafuckin' trusted 38
But bubonic at an all time low
Gotta hit the ATM to get some money fo'
Reclinin' in my Cadillac, New ports
Eighteen on bump straight up Too Short
You in the middle of a skanless ass vibe
We another sack so you know my ass high

made by my nigga named X
Bitches with the fat and fat ass, I want to sex
Check this, to your chin now fin
I recommend mothafuckin' hoes make knees bend
You get with this on any day
Best believe Murda One got the mothafuckin' bad ass

Bad ass
(You it mothafuckas)
(Bad ass ways)
bad ass ways
Real bad ass

I'm livin' live on hinges, when in Benz's I'm broke
I'm nothin' but hell y'all it's cut throat
I a rhyme, called it a pastime
Of hurtin' ass shit I faced the last time
My dime, goes on food I'm in the mood for a stick-up
To up lil' somethin' on a get up
You hit up, blessed by the way I
Your world, it all of my chest

Yes, the struggle me, hatin' better have me
Drama from my momma, by my daddy
What should I do, tuck my head and throw rolos
If anybody about the trouble I bet Joe knows
And raw livin' it me
Of the shit I wanna put behind me
I'm stayin' high for days 'cause what I'm it pays
They don't hate me really, hate my bad ways

Bad
(Real bad ass ways)
Bad
(Real bad ass ways)
hate my bad ways
(Real bad ass ways)

I've been a player for years, this no rappers dream
You messages, on her answering machine
I'm in the bed, listenin', laughin', ticklin', giglin', it
Nigga I be it
You was up with her when I met her
She gave me that look please make it better
I told her with my eyes, meet me over
Instantly, she was the victim of a

I be this game like Iceberg Slim
What about man, she said, "Fuck him"
Let's roll, so we jumped in the
Left you at the bar, talkin' to friends
Short Dog came with the satisfaction
Now you runnin' like a fatal attraction
'Cause I been in the pussy for the last few
Don't it personal, it's just my bad ass ways

Bad
(Real bad ass ways)
Bad
(Real bad ass ways)
Bad
(Real bad ass ways)