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| Bad Boys
They call me a bad boy because I gets what I want Look at my squeaky clean record I cant be stopped Went up to a kid told him to give me some money Then stole me some munchies mmm they were yummy Try to steal some Jordans from a store Forgot to take the tag of so I went hardcore I ran from the police even ran past a runner Then stole all the plastic from Susanne Sommers Took a key chain and then took a nap Stole toms mom then hit him in the sack Ate some cheesecake then went to Roys He started to cry when I took all his toys I told him to stop I havent gots time He wouldnt stop so I stole all his lines Never been caught not even for grand larceny Even stole your mom now shes on top of me Got pulled over for doing some crack Cop found some counterfeit bills in the back and then my fake Id and my steriods paid him fifty dollars to not go to the tabloids The shit was clear so I rubbed it on My balls got small like I was in the Yukon Now my buddy got me some liquid Potassium I said to Muhammed now my mom thinks Im muslim Only thing dirty on me is my sock Im not a bad boy just traded away boardwalk I make prank calls I light trees in the enviorment See what I do, even stole your grandparents retirement The mailman gave me a bad letter one afternoon So I stabbed him with a knife beat him with a spoon Im so bad I give out razorblades on halloween Im so obscene I sell sunscreen with caffeine to underaged teens |
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| we too gangsta
my sheets is dirty call my maid to clean them call the bitch maria make her clean the seamen i roll on 20's bet you couldnt miss it my rims are girls wish you could kiss it my plasma tv i roll with the hd i bought some blunt wraps filled with the kb this girl wanted me so i slapped her she wanted my friend so i capped her busted one in her grill im good with the ladies i busted out my chrome drove up in the cedes' fuck your beamer what the gas on that when i get kids they gonna shop at baby gap im higher than a balloon a black one because they are always high and they always have a gun i aint afraid of your posse what they gonna do i rob old ladies and light bags of poo we too gangsta pass me the mic roll me a blunt give me some steriods dick growth ill stunt im built like a machine run like a retard but i dont leave home without my gat im street smart i pop 40's with the priest smoke blunts with my teacher do it in the bathroom with your sister in the bleachers cant you tell im crazy im wanted in 50 states girlies take my wanted poster and put it to they face dont gotta worry bout ever being broke i got this doe i got this hoe ill let everyone know im too gangsta for my shirt too gangsta for my pants and if you test my gangsta ill do the gangsta dance |
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| WE TOO GANGSTA
call me a fag watch what i do watch your eye black and blue but not black like a negros skin oh i said negro look at the trouble im in im rolling a fatty while im high on the rock my mom asked the time i stared at the clock i took my s.a.t.s high on p.c.p that aint rough, i rolled it with some weed im too gangsta call the po po all night me and your girly oh oh my 20's is spinning watch them shine dont look took close you might go blind let open this 40 right quick so i can be drunk and do this here chick we too gangsta |
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