Текст песни Mr. Lil One - Who Be the Bad Mutha
Mr. Lil One - Who Be the Bad Mutha слова песни
[Chorus: Mr. Lil One]Now who be the bad mothafuckaLil One, comin in stalkinNow who be the bad mothafuckaLil One, still shit talkin[2x][Mr. Lil One]I`ve been fuckin up facesBlowin up placesEnemies hate thisSee that can`t take thisIrrogant musical devilLeave your deniroLeave em all shakinValuables takenSee you got took by SatinAnd I bet, that your thoughts full of angerPetty gang banger nickel bag slangerSee you can`t touch thisLet alone hush thisSpeak what I seekI`ve never been weakSee my life`s all you needLike a fuckin antiqueHoes that ignored meNow they look for meSay they`ve been hornyYou wanna ride ponyWhile you fool`s at home by the phoneJust sittin there stupidLookin like cupidAnd she`s out roaminLickin and moaninDirty ole dogAnd she want`s a big boneAnd see the bitch callinShe the bitch crawlinStrap with a trustAnd she thinks I`m a fallinSo I laugh and kickin her assFor the dramaI only got love for my baby`s momma[Chorus][Mr. Lil One]Now the bad oneComin in while you demand emFatal like a magnumI never was able to understand emReady to settle the scoreWith the manThat`ll give em all a hole in their middleNow who be the son of a gunThat`ll be havin em all on the run, damnTalk this shit cause I canAnd, those that are tempted to diss meShot those clips but you missed meNow this eclips be blockin out day lightLeavin on slightlyEven noon lookin like it`s really midnightBust this nut to your forheadBlast you the dead wayFuck what they all sayLeave that ass markedLike if it was Ash WednesdayDon`t say fuck thisDo my won justiceDo you really think I`ma sit here and trust thisFool in a robe that`ll wanna put my ass on holdServe me a bid and reprimand meFuck that shit that this punk mothafucka wanna hand meA fool tried to brake meSo I took himIf you would of broke meI would of broke him[Chorus][Mr. Lil One]Well I`m back to inform yaBetter set warn yaSlip and stick these double horns on yaSend you away on a perminant stayDisobey me your life`s what you pay meYou gave me the shoulderYou posionous cobraI told ya, now that I`m olderMy blood`s much colderRemember, back growin upHood throwin upNever thought me blowin upGoin up would ever be a factorNow you`re and actorreadin them chaptersStory book gangstaHow could you fake this,Premeditate thisTake thisHere`s what you fade thisThoughts of a dead manWhat have you been thinkinWeak in the mindCan`t find what you seekinDeal with your crisisLet my dick slice thisThen commit sin to skinNow I grin[Chorus]