- Shyheim Real Bad Boys 歌詞
- Shyheim
- The world iz mine!!!
Ah! Ah..ha
Yo, 1995, haha
Screw on the silencers
Screw on the silencers
Cuz real bad boys move in silence
Screw on the silencers
Screw on the silencers
Cuz real bad boys move in silence
I stash butterflie knives
And 45's in ma garments
Fuck nigga, I take a pussy god quick
Peep ma stee in the streets well respected
Like the rectomatic dime bags of the Method, Zee
Bomb on heads like what kid
I keep 'em on slow mo son
I'm the champion to boy don't run
I make it death fun when I kill ya
I take a power driller
And drill it right through ya liver
Ha, Ha, Ha
I'm ruthless possesed by the devil
Fuck fire pa', I'm on a hole other level
Tha mess tablets make ya mind flick
Ma murdarous styles I kick
Make female groupies lick the dick
Word to the muva
I put this on tour wicked
The first that fakin' I'mma lace 'em
And dislocate 'em
Real niggas do real things youknowhatImean?
The first to fake the gangsta lean
Get throwned in the fiend
Killa Kane where ya at?
G.P. be packin' gats, runnin', nah son
It won't be none a that
The clips who fat plus long
I love doin' wrong, plus
Killin' copperz is ma favourite song
(Fuck tha police)
Screw on the silencers
Screw on the silencers
Cuz real bad boys move in silence
Screw on the silencers
Screw on the silencers
Cuz real bad boys move in silence
Screw on the silencers
Screw on the silencers
Cuz real bad boys move in silence
Screw on the silencers
Screw on the silencers
Cuz real bad boys move in silence
I roll with criminals
Coldbloody murderers
Drug hustlaz, suburban areas
I know ya heard of us
Big up, big up to ma niggas in the bricks
Bad boys, you stings on the hucious tip
I brush you shit quick, phoney G'z won't call
I make it, happen like God test me
If ya wanna die Lord
I wear black to keep ma I.D. on the low
I'm all about makin' dough
At the fast tempo, fuck shootin' up shit
That only makes the spot hot
And we don't need the booshaa
Blast the blood clot!
Say word! (Word!)
Word iz bond (Word iz bond!)
Load tha gats up son cuz once again it's on
Niggas must be thinkin' that
I'm sweet a somethin', I ain't frontin
Word to life, I murder somethin'!!
Ha, Ha, Ha
Fuck y'all crab niggas
Bring it up to me, word up
Screw on the silencers (I like this)
Screw on the silencers
Cuz real bad boys move in silence
Screw on the silencers
Screw on the silencers
Cuz real bad boys move in silence
Screw on the silencers
Screw on the silencers
Cuz real bad boys move in silence
Screw on the silencers
Screw on the silencers
Cuz real bad boys move in silence
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