Bad kids all my friends are bad kids Product of no dad kids Kids like you and me Bad kids aint no college grad kids Livin life out on the skids Kids
Bad kids all my friends are bad kids product of no dad kids kids like you and me Bad kids aint no college grad kids livin life out on the skids kids
Übersetzung: Black Lips. Bad Kids.
: Craig Mack (Puff Daddy in the background) [That's right] Just move it on down And you came to feel the flav [Bad Boy, Bad Boy] Haa! We just vibe to
, rather buck you and watch you buckle I can't stand a snitch, a switch real bitch I got some transcripts to say you been runnin ya lips Now its on, on
s the leg growing out my neck But don't jet baby, heh, not yet I'm popping in like a pound of lead Black n blue, his next roll and drop me on my head
), EST (Three Times Dope), Positive K, Krazy Drazy (Das EFX), Do It All (Lords Of The Underground), Chip-Fu (Fu Schnickens) & Dres (Black Sheep)) [Intro
: RRRRAHHHHH! Look out! You musta got hit with some bullshit! Yo, where at? Smack dab across your lips, can you talk? Ahm ahh ill uhh ahm no em no
don't make hits But it's like this whole Bad Boy shit we come to bring it to y'all niggaz, me, B.I., Puff, Lox, whoever Black Rob If you wanna dance,
knuckles, rather buck you and watch you buckle I can't stand a snitch, a switch real bitch I got some transcripts to say you been runnin ya lips Now its
be like, I used to want to be like Mike, but the man in the mirror don't know if he's black or white And that makes me mad (Backwards scratching) Who's bad
Rrrahh, look out You musta got hit with some bullshit! Yo, where at? Smack dab across your lips, can you talk? Ahm ahh ill uhh ahm no 'em no menna no
Catch a second wind, then begin again My hood is the ghetto Black magic in the hood, it's tragic but understood Crack addicts, crack windows, crack wood Even what's bad
wind Then begin again My hood is the ghetto (Verse 1: Common) Black magic in the hood, its tragic but understood Crack addicts, crack windows, crack wood Even whats bad
to want to be like Mike, but the man in the mirror don't know if he's black or white And that makes me mad (Backwards scratching) Who's bad? [Ynot
don't make hits But it's like this whole Bad Boy shit we come to bring it to y'all niggaz, me, B.I., Puff, Lox, whoever Black Rob If you wanna dance
Or maybe it's the leg growing out my neck But don't jet baby, heh, not yet I'm popping in like a pound of lead Black 'n' blue, his next roll and drop
