Luyện nghe bài hát Bad Ways

It's goin' down like ma-fucka

Is the shit gone ever
I be caught up in the middle of it
Click my pistol, and then in his fuckin' 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 Park
I smoke a camel, the done have me sparked

lil' broad said I'm livin' in my last days
My love me, she say she hate my bad ways
But still she blame it on herself for doin' she done
It wasn't fun, she moved us in the ghetto
So what you think about myself I'm a grown man
A bad man, survival is you can
You think you know it, flossin' but I know a bitch
'Cause I be watchin', 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, your side of
You know that's where the I'm found
Knees dirty, hands dirty, on a tree
Gamblin' my money, hell yeah tee-da-lee
I'm the nigga says crime do pays
My people say they love me, they just say they hate my bad

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 checkin' my game with my trusted 38
But bubonic at an all time low
Gotta hit the ATM to get some fo' sho'
in my Cadillac, puffin' New ports
Eighteen on bump straight up bumpin' Too
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 mothafuckin' hoes make your knees bend
You can't get with 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, when niggas in I'm broke
I'm givin' but hell y'all it's cut throat
I wrote a rhyme, it a pastime
Of hurtin' ass shit that I the last time
My last dime, goes on food I'm in the mood for a
To up lil' somethin' on a get up
You hit up, blessed by the way I
world, gettin' it all of my chest

Yes, the grab 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 it remind me
Of the that I wanna put behind me
I'm high for days 'cause what I'm doin' it pays
don't 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)

been a player for years, this ain't no rappers dream
You leavin' messages, on her answering
I'm in the bed, listenin', laughin', ticklin', giglin', it
I be stickin' it
You was hugged up with her I met her
She gave me that look please make it better
I told her my eyes, meet me over there
Instantly, she was the of a player

I be this game like Iceberg Slim
about your man, she said, "Fuck him"
Let's roll, so we jumped in the
Left you at the bar, to your friends
Dog came through with the satisfaction
Now you round like a fatal attraction
'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)