Luyện nghe bài hát Bad Ways

It's goin' like this ma-fucka

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

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

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

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

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

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

I'm livin' live on hinges, niggas in Benz's I'm broke
I'm givin' nothin' but y'all it's cut throat
I a rhyme, called 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, hatin' better me
from my momma, disowned by my daddy
What should I do, my head and throw them rolos
If anybody know the trouble I bet Joe knows
And raw it remind me
Of the shit that I wanna put me
I'm stayin' high for days what I'm doin' it pays
They don't hate me really, they hate my bad

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

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

I be spittin' this like Iceberg Slim
What about man, she said, "Fuck him"
roll, so we jumped in the Benz
Left you at the bar, talkin' to your
Short Dog came with the satisfaction
Now you runnin' round like a fatal
'Cause I been in the pussy for the few days
take it personal, it's just my bad ass ways

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