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Yeah can you me? Yeah
There's certain in life that you can stop
And there's certain things in life that be stopped
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And now for bad Bad Boys
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Y'all niggaz talkin'?
Oh, you got a name little fame little fortune
you have is a portion
'Bout the of the hats in the back of my Porsche and

So you better use caution, knowin' I'm the and
I'm sittin' on pyramids,
I really gotta talk, son
I can get and sit back livin' off endorsements

I'm a pro, kid
Why you like you don't really know, kid?
Any I broke it
Through the and the stardom
Makin' my mark on like Poe did

I said, your eviction notice
But you probably already know
I don't mean to be
But on your TV, I picked up your CD, P D

This is
Niggaz grab that mic
And salt like really gon' do some'
What's wrong you, son?
Oh, you got a new gun
Do you how to use one?

Then you livin' an illusion, livin' in a one
I'm in The Limited, cruisin'
You really got a crew, son
You givin' them
Fuck what your Comic meant

Youse a smoke
I've been doin' this since Pro-Ked
Broke breads with the heads
Been down, I get around
Like a with broke legs on a moped

I said, "I'm a Top Gun like
Run and get CD and cassette"
Gossip, niggaz got lip
But they ain't got hot yet they got Dep

Why niggaz lie like
Know they fly like that
get fried like that
And you don't wanna die like
your momma cryin' like that

Besides all that, I'm in to get it like that
Still on the block and move pies like
Never my life with guys that rap
In fact, I leave a nigga his eyes all sad

Swoll up, y'all niggaz better up
Any nigga roll up, could get fold up
Body get ripped up and sewed up
Every I fucked with, niggaz is growed up

We don't play games, get on the stand and say
All we do is cock back and spray
a fuck if nigga hustle or gang bang
Nigga try to use muscle and fang fang

Keep frontin', I'ma put a crease in jaw
Might catch me squeezin' the
My nigga, I go to war and if a nigga the raw
You still gotta in the store

never had a run in before
With the likes of an
Predicate assassin',
shit, rig scope, focus it
Give niggaz what they to get

the clique, I send five close to six
Hood fellaz, that'll close your shit
Niggaz with the frozen wrists
Now the smoke colored big Benz the top broke off

Fix your face, we on the paper chase
Never left, so I gotta take your place
Fuck the fake bogus that ain't notice
The breadwinner, three-six-five, I stay focused,

We'll never stop, we'll never
One of the greatest that ever lived
It's like in our
We be born this way
Bad Boy,