Luyện nghe bài hát Bad Ways

It's goin' down this ma-fucka

Is the gone ever change
'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 that palve' off nigga
Fuck 'Figga, I'm off that doe and liquor
See I be drillin' in the east side of San Park
I a camel, the lupsia done have me sparked

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

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

Real bad ass
(Bad ways)
bad ass ways
(You got bad ways)
Real bad ass
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 fo' sho'
Reclinin' in my Cadillac, New ports
Eighteen on straight up bumpin' Too Short
You caught in the of a skanless ass vibe
We copped another so you know my ass high

Funk by my nigga named X
with 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
believe Murda One got the mothafuckin' bad ass ways

Bad ass
(You it mothafuckas)
(Bad ass ways)
Real bad ass
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 that I 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 me, hatin' better have me
Drama my momma, disowned by my daddy
What should I do, tuck my head and throw them
If anybody 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 I'm doin' it pays
They don't 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 a player for years, this ain't no rappers dream
You leavin' messages, on her machine
I'm in the bed, listenin', laughin', ticklin', giglin', it
Nigga I be it
You was hugged up with her I met her
She gave me look like please make it better
I told her with my eyes, meet me over
Instantly, she was the victim of a

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

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