Well I met a girl you know At the punk rock show But now she calls me every day And she shows up really late I didn't see it coming It just happened
bad bad bad It's a bad bad bad bad sign Do you never boo It's a bad bad bad bad sign You know that it is It's a bad bad bad bad sign I don't mean that
: I hate this town, it's so washed up And all my friends don't give a fuck they'll tell me that it's just bad luck when will I find where I fit in
Bridge One-Lil Wayne/Mr. Ivan] The rhymes you are about to hear are true. This some true shit. [Verse Two-B.G.] Chuck fuckin' them niggas at niggggggggggght They doin' bad
sit back, clock plan strategize I look in the mirror and all I see is dollar signs (signs) I can't lie, I had started to feel the recession I signed my
no pain no gain I hustle hard for what I want thats how I get it I struggle hard and if its out there I'm goin get it If ya see CMR a dollar sign on the
They let me write the Cash Money check, they sign it I cash it, I spend it It's all good, we ride fly Benz, Lex, Expedition No doing bad, fulfillin dreams
don't pump lemonade, it pump battery juice Make me pump the trigga finga up when I'm after you Now I strap a big dick by the Girbaud sign You heard I'
: No good with faces And I'm bad with names Gave me diretions But it's all the same I'm lost I'm too tired to try Street lamps are broken Black the
Li - 2 Li - 2 Li - 2 Live Crew Fresh - Fresh - Fresh Kid Ice Tre - Treach Dee Jay Bro - Brother Marquis Bus - Bust a rhyme [Verse 1: Brother Marquis] Extra extra, hear all the bad
heal you And if you go now Out that doorway I won't say you're wrong But you know that I'll worry about you Isn't it bad you've been a good victim You
truth What's goin on with the wasted youth, please God come and save me (save me), had to work with what ya gave me And got a nigga goin crazy I can't read the signs
time (you bad mutha fuckas) You only get three mistakes, then thats life, big baby (niggas craaazy) watch the signs Damn, you ain't but sixteen nigga? Sixteen?! That's a bad
try Nigga, Holla at me [Chorus] (You better beware where you lay We better not find where you stay) (Ohhhhhh....) [Verse Three: 2Pac] I shoulda saw tha signs
Bye bye Lets get high and ride Oh, how do we do these niggas But I'm not gonna cry I'm a Bad Boy killa Jay-Z die too Looking out for Mobb Deep Nigga
twenty sack of indo, feelin good Stop through the hood, grab the young thugs And I can't help but reminisce back when we slung drugs, know it's bad but
she like to play around and she know she got it to turn and make a kid not really want it a bad b**** who know she a bad b**** worst type in a world if