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Текст песни 2Pac and Dee Tha Mad Bitch - Real Bad Boyz (Westside)

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[Dee tha Mad Bitch]What goes on in the mind of a bad boy? Nothin’ but paybackWho’s next, the clip, callin’ murder could nothin’ the contractBetter watch your backSince he’s makin’ that comebackThe 1-87 will stop ‘emThe hollow point, will drop yaGo on, here’s a scene for your soulSo take heed when you meet face-to-face, here comes the grim reaperYou better ???? from the depths of hellHe’s a real McCoyBut ain’t no stoppin’ this girl is bad boyHe ain’t no jokeMuthafucka grab your throatBefore you find yourself cut with a bladeAs your bloody body lays on top of cementIn front of your president It was a murder for hireHit an innocent child in the crossfireNow he’s confined to a jailGot shot six times, in his spineBut his mind is still down at the grindHe’s willin’ to destroyThat’s what he lives for, to be a bad boyChorus:Bad Boy, Bad Boy, watcha gonna do?Watcha gonna do, watch out, we commin’ at you.Bad Boy, Bad Boy, watcha gonna do?Watcha gonna do, we’re comin’ after youBad Boy, Bad Boy, watcha gonna do?Watcha gonna do, watch out, we comin’ at youBad Boy, Bad Boy, watcha gonna do?Watcha gonna do, watch out, we comin’ at you[2PAC]I got these bustas on my block and they after meRunnin’ ‘round tellin’ these niggas, how they gonna capture meIt’s gettin’ crazy, it’s hard to make my mind upNow should I, buck ‘em down, or put my nine up?You see, I ain’t a bad boy, just a boy who had it badI graduated from 22’s to 3-57 magsRunnin’ on these marks ‘fore they stashin’I ain’t askin’, give it up, or get to blastin’The penintnetiary don’t scare meA straight thug nigga, the whole set’ll take care of meAnd tell me, who the fuck you gonna findRough enough to tear these bitch-niggas, this is mineNow busta, meet my nine, 24 on the grindI’m sick about mine, and uh, ain’t nothin’ wrong with gettin’ highA hustlin’-ass nigga from the projects, I’m makin’ lootAnd screamin’ Thug Life, nigga, when they shootThey made me a.....[Chorus][Dee tha Mad Bitch]Now how many bad boys in the house So hurry boys got the biggest nutsWhat the fuck, I gave ‘em the bluntsHavin’ a grudge against the whole fuckin’ worldA 16 shot-block-glock, that’ll stop ‘emThey’re sure to hit the groundNothin’, bustin’ a cap on no more every roundA bad boy is the big, shot on the blockHe got knots, bigger rocks for the copsBefore he gets propsSo you petty boys, you can’t fuck with em’You can eat the biggies’ good friendOr become a victim of a dead manIt’s sad to see, when you end up six-feet deepSo rest in peace, muthafucka, join the powhe got nothin but the realest styleFlavors when on the micand packin’ the meal like lifeSavers, sweep up on you at nightHis grip on tight, and make you take a biteThat’s all she wrote, barrel went down your throatKillin’ off these niggas for funMurder one, and throw away your gunHe’s livin’ his life like a soldierThat’s what he lives for, to be a Bad Boy[Chorus]

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