Luyện nghe bài hát Bad Ways

It's goin' down this ma-fucka

Is the gone ever change
'Cause I be caught up in the of it
Click my pistol, and in his fuckin' throat I shoved it
Give me your money, and take palve' off nigga
Tommy 'Figga, I'm off that doe and liquor
See I be drillin' in the east side of San Pedro
I a camel, the lupsia done have me sparked

This lil' broad said I'm in my last days
My love me, she say she hate my bad ways
But still she it on herself for doin' what she done
It wasn't fun, she us in the ghetto slums
So what you think about myself 'cause I'm a man
A bad man, is whatever you can
You think you know it, but I know you's a bitch
I be watchin', tryin' to get my rob on this shit

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

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

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

Funk made by my named X
Bitches the fat lips and fat ass, I want to sex
Check this, to your chin now fin
I mothafuckin' hoes make your knees bend
You can't get with on any day
Best believe Murda One got the mothafuckin' bad ass

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

I'm live on hinges, when niggas in Benz's I'm broke
I'm givin' nothin' but y'all it's cut throat
I wrote a rhyme, it a pastime
Of hurtin' ass that I faced the last time
My dime, goes on food I'm in the mood for a stick-up
To pick up lil' on a get up
You hit up, by the way I protest
Your world, gettin' it all of my

Yes, the struggle grab me, better have me
from my momma, disowned by my daddy
What I do, tuck my head and throw them rolos
If know about the trouble I bet Joe knows
And raw livin' it me
Of the shit that I put behind me
I'm stayin' high for days 'cause what I'm doin' it
They hate me really, they hate my bad ways

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

I've been a player for years, this ain't no rappers
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 me that look like please make it better
I told her with my eyes, me over there
Instantly, she was the victim of a

I be spittin' game like Iceberg Slim
What about man, she said, "Fuck him"
roll, so we jumped in the Benz
Left you at the bar, to your friends
Short Dog came through the satisfaction
Now you runnin' round a fatal attraction
'Cause I been in the pussy for the few days
Don't take it personal, it's my bad ass ways

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