Artist: Bo$$
Album: Born Gangstaz
Song: Catch a Bad One
Typed by: OHHLA Webmaster DJ Flash
AK 47, Mossberg - buck buck from the glock!
Any m*********** that step up f*** around and catch a bad one;
Bo$$ is in the house! Slaughterhouse, do this s***!
Prepare your m*********** selves, cause the s*** is comin!
It's a m***********, STORM! So Bo$$, and Dee, f*** that s***!
[Dee]
I got you m************ scared, in the midst of a dead heat
Back the f*** up, or get played like Monopoly
Bo$$ was the s*** from the getty-up, yeah huh
The Dee was the s***, the minute my father straight bust his nut
He created a mad b****, and now it's for the n**** to pitch a b****
cause I was known to be that misfit
Or the black sheep, of the family
Sent to reform school, since my parents couldn't handle me
I did nothin but.. dirt
While all of my homies played worse
I was hittin n*****, where it hurts
In the back of they dome, I had a nickel-plated chrome aimin
I didn't have no home trainin
But back to the drawing board
Back in ninety-three, when I was released out the mental ward
for playin games with helter skelter
That's how his a** got, done - he caught a bad one
[Chorus]
[Bo$$]
The only s*** I ever had a lot of in my life was some bank moves
I needed loot so I said f*** it, and started pullin gank moves
I ain't the type you wanna trust or turn your back towards
So never slip you stupid b**** (or I'm gettin yours)
Schemin with my chrome, boy
The Bo$$ got an AK, aimin like a temp at your dome boy
So f*** a homeboy, we was never down fool
{We blazed blunts!} But that don't mean we f***** cool
See I was taught at an early age it pays to get a gauge
In the streets, they try to play a n**** weak
I'm buckin 'em down with two shots
And f*** your road dawgs, got enough bullets for the whole block
And now the city b**** is pretty p*****, rollin in my Lincoln
Leavin blood scattered when I'm creepin (when I'm creepin)
Now everybody's scared - I fill 'em full of lead
Bullet wounds to head once I buck 'em dead
[Chorus]
[Dee]
Two to the head, that's exactly what you get
whenever you f***** with a lunatic
I'm out to be gettin deep down in your s***
See my sisters are easily tempered
Therefore I don't be givin a f***
Anything that moves I'm buckin 'em down
[Bo$$]
You better duck duck down from the bullet
Real G's fingers on the trigger, and still afraid to pull it
Look around, b****** on a underground level
Listen to my cut as the buckshot settle
[Dee]
And the blow to the dome buck buck was the sound of my nine
ringin out, then I draw them in the slaughterhouse
to get slaughtered, blow 'em out the water
Real quick in a hurry, cause n***** be actin scurry
[Bo$$]
In my hood, wish you would, pull some punk s***
b****** up to no good, n***** better duck quick
Run up if they come, gettin paid by the gun
You slept around, you f***** around - you caught a bad one
[Chorus]
Album: Born Gangstaz
Song: Catch a Bad One
Typed by: OHHLA Webmaster DJ Flash
AK 47, Mossberg - buck buck from the glock!
Any m*********** that step up f*** around and catch a bad one;
Bo$$ is in the house! Slaughterhouse, do this s***!
Prepare your m*********** selves, cause the s*** is comin!
It's a m***********, STORM! So Bo$$, and Dee, f*** that s***!
[Dee]
I got you m************ scared, in the midst of a dead heat
Back the f*** up, or get played like Monopoly
Bo$$ was the s*** from the getty-up, yeah huh
The Dee was the s***, the minute my father straight bust his nut
He created a mad b****, and now it's for the n**** to pitch a b****
cause I was known to be that misfit
Or the black sheep, of the family
Sent to reform school, since my parents couldn't handle me
I did nothin but.. dirt
While all of my homies played worse
I was hittin n*****, where it hurts
In the back of they dome, I had a nickel-plated chrome aimin
I didn't have no home trainin
But back to the drawing board
Back in ninety-three, when I was released out the mental ward
for playin games with helter skelter
That's how his a** got, done - he caught a bad one
[Chorus]
[Bo$$]
The only s*** I ever had a lot of in my life was some bank moves
I needed loot so I said f*** it, and started pullin gank moves
I ain't the type you wanna trust or turn your back towards
So never slip you stupid b**** (or I'm gettin yours)
Schemin with my chrome, boy
The Bo$$ got an AK, aimin like a temp at your dome boy
So f*** a homeboy, we was never down fool
{We blazed blunts!} But that don't mean we f***** cool
See I was taught at an early age it pays to get a gauge
In the streets, they try to play a n**** weak
I'm buckin 'em down with two shots
And f*** your road dawgs, got enough bullets for the whole block
And now the city b**** is pretty p*****, rollin in my Lincoln
Leavin blood scattered when I'm creepin (when I'm creepin)
Now everybody's scared - I fill 'em full of lead
Bullet wounds to head once I buck 'em dead
[Chorus]
[Dee]
Two to the head, that's exactly what you get
whenever you f***** with a lunatic
I'm out to be gettin deep down in your s***
See my sisters are easily tempered
Therefore I don't be givin a f***
Anything that moves I'm buckin 'em down
[Bo$$]
You better duck duck down from the bullet
Real G's fingers on the trigger, and still afraid to pull it
Look around, b****** on a underground level
Listen to my cut as the buckshot settle
[Dee]
And the blow to the dome buck buck was the sound of my nine
ringin out, then I draw them in the slaughterhouse
to get slaughtered, blow 'em out the water
Real quick in a hurry, cause n***** be actin scurry
[Bo$$]
In my hood, wish you would, pull some punk s***
b****** up to no good, n***** better duck quick
Run up if they come, gettin paid by the gun
You slept around, you f***** around - you caught a bad one
[Chorus]