Juelz Santana - Bad Guy (Feat. Jadakiss) | Текст песни

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• Juelz Santana
• Bad Guy (Feat. Jadakiss)

[Hook]

Say hello to the bad guys,
Feds taking pictures, one thing I’m a good side
The price of life’s getting cheaper,
And I’m just getting richer more nigga
Niggas talking static, I hear seatbacks
Eat that, niggas lame and they rejects
I see that, believe that, shawty down, body count
28 bodies found, killiing niggas by the ounce

Niggas get killed tryina play tough
Niggas get killed tryina play us
You suck, don’t be a fucking dum dum
I get your whole click hit for a lump some
Brought guns to the knife war
Fuck a nigga tryina fight for
When that sawed off can knock your jaw off
Don’t make my young boys knock yours off
I know niggas that will shoot you then go to your funeral
I know niggas that will kill you and pay for a mirror
Just to stand in front of it and take a picture with you
Shit, you niggas accident murderers,
Got professional niggas look like I accident murderers
Then I got my reckless murderers, drop the gun, cops come
They gonn tell you they murdered you
Harlem’s new bumpy johnson, protecting my impala
Nucky thompson

[Hook]

Say hello to the bad guys,
Feds taking pictures, one thing I’m a good side
The price of life’s getting cheaper,
And I’m just getting richer more nigga
Niggas talking static, I hear feedback
Eat that, niggas lame and they rejects
I see that, believe that, shawty down, body count
28 bodies found, killiing niggas by the ounce

It’s a war going on outside,
Nobody’s safe, gotta ball till you fall
If not, life’s a waste
Gotta watch them niggas, they tryina take your place
Tell em money hungry niggas my gun is on the plate
Clip so long, it’s hanging off the plate
I got enough for whoever ain’t ate
Extra clips for a side dish, who wanna try this
Still got bricks, who wanna try this
I don’t cook coke, I defry fish
Fly nigga, she just wanna see the cockpit
Hot top, dead bodies in the courtyard
Fuck it, keep the money coming like pornstars
I can get you killed for a bag of reefer
I can get you laced for a pair of sneakers
Imagine what these niggas do for a feature
And the story gets even deeper

[Hook]

When I go out, get it, try to bring it back
They always gonna need somebody to point the finger at
On me now harder than it was when I was slanging crack
I’m a tax paying citizen, I ain’t slanging jack
Keep my name in the mix, cause they know me
I ain’t never hung out with them, we ain’t homies
A lot of the hate really come from being lonely
And as soon as you stop fuckin with em you being phoney
I ain’t playing with em, shottie for the youngsters
Give em the whole thing, body in the dumpsters
Call niggas to tie niggas up, call the trunksters
Way I’m on it, it’s like a new gotti is amongst us

[Hook]


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