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Too Short( Too $hort )
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Bad Ways
Lyricist:George Jr Clinton, Coleman, Bootsy Collins, Hargrove, James, Phillips, Shaw, Bernard Worrell, Wright
Is the shit gone ever change, 'cuz I be caught up in the middle of it Click my pistol, and then in his fuckin' throat I shoved it Give me your money, and take that palve' off nigga Fuck Tommy 'Figga, I'm off that doe and liquor
See I be drillin' in the eastside of San Pedro Park I smoke a Camel, the lupsia done have me sparked This lil' broad said I'm livin' in my last days My mother love me, she say she hate my bad ways
But still she blame it on herself for doin' what she done It wasn't fun, she moved us in the ghetto slums So what you think about myself 'cuz I'm a grown man A bad man, survival is whatever you can
You think you know it, flossin' but I know you's a bitch 'Cuz I be watchin', tryin' to get my rob on this shit See niggas underestimate the city that I claim Where I am niggas sayin' what the fuck is gang bang
Hard livin' mothafucka represent your turf, your side of town You know that's where the fuck I'm found Knees dirty, hands dirty, smokin' on a tree Gamblin' my drug money, hell yeah tee-da-lee 'Cuz I'm the nigga says crime do pays My people say they love me, they just say they hate my
Bad ways, real bad ass ways Bad ways, real bad ass ways Bad ways, real bad ass ways Get glock 'cuz it pays
From city to city, state to state I'm checkin my game with my muthafuckin trusted 38 But wait bubonic at an all time low I'm about to hit the ATM to get money fo' sho'
Reclinin' in my Cadillac, puffin' Newports Eighteen on bump straight up bumpin' Too Short You caught in the midst of a skanless ass vibe We copped another sack so you know my ass high
Funk made by my nigga X Bitches with the fat lips and fat ass, I want to sex, yes Check this, nuts to your chin now fin, I recommend mothafuckin' hoes make your knees bend You can't get with this on any day Best believe Murda One got the mothafuckin' bad ass ways
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I'm livin' live on hinges, when niggas in Benzes I'm broke I'm givin' nothin' but hell y'all its cut throat I wrote a rhyme, called it a pastime Of hurtin' ass shit that I faced the last time
My last dime, goes on food I'm in the mood for a stick-up To pick up lil' somethin' on a get up You hit up, blessed by the way I protest Your world, gettin' it all of my chest
Yes the struggle grab me, hatin' better have me Drama from my Momma, disowned by my Daddy What should I do? Tuck my head and throw them rolos If anybody know about the trouble I bet Joe knows
And raw livin' it remind me Of the shit that I wanna put behind me I'm gettin' high for days 'cuz what I'm doin' it pays They don't hate me really, they hate my bad ways
Bad ways, real bad ass ways Bad ways, real bad ass ways They hate your bad ways, real bad ass ways
I've been a player for years, this ain't no rappers dream You leavin' messages, on her answerin' machine I'm in the bed, listenin', laughin', ticklin', giglin', kickin' it Nigga I be stickin' it
You was hugged up with her when I met her She gave me that look like 'Please make it better' I told her with my eyes, meet me over there Instantly, she was the victim of a player
I be spittin' this game like Iceberg Slim What about your man? She said,'Fuck him' Let's roll, so we jumped in the Benz Left you at the bar, talkin' to your friends
Short Dog came through with the satisfaction Now you runnin' round like a fatal attraction 'Cuz I been in the pussy for the last few days Don't take it personal, it's just my bad ass ways
Bad ways, real bad ass ways Bad ways, real bad ass ways Bad ways, real bad ass ways Bad ways
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