Ha-ha-ha it's goin down like this ma-f****!!
Studd:
Is the s*** gone ever change, cause I be caught up in the middle of it,
Click my pistol, and then in his f***** throat I shoved it
Give me your money, and take that palve' off n****,
f*** Tommy 'Figga, I'm off that doe and liquor
See I be drillin in the eastside of San Pedro Park,
I smoke a camel, the lupsia done have me sparked
This lil' broad said I'm livin in my last days,
My mother love me, she say she hate my bad ways
But still she blame it on herself for doin what she done,
It wasn't fun, she moved us in the ghetto slums
So what you think about myself cause I'm a grown man,
A bad man, survival is whatever you can
You think you know it, flossin but I know you's a b****,
Cause I be watchin, tryin to get my rob on this s***,
See n***** underestimate the city that I claim,
Where I am n***** sayin what the f*** is g*******
Hard livin m********* represent your turf, your side of town,
You know thats where the f*** I'm found
Knees dirty, hands dirty, smokin on a tree,
Gamblin my drug money, hell yeah tee-da-lee
Cause I'm the n**** says crime do pay,
My people say they love me, they just say they hate my bad ways
Real bad a** ways (bad ways)
Real bad a** ways (you got bad ways)
Real bad a** ways
Get glock cause it pays
Murda One:
>From city to city, state to state,
I'm checkin my game with my m****f***in trusted 38
But wait bubonic at an all time low,
Gotta hit the ATM to get money fo' sho'
Reclinin in my Cadillac, puffin Newports,
Eighteen on b**p straight up b**pin Too $hort
You caught in the middle of a skanless a** vibe,
We copped another sack so you know my a** high
Funk made by my n**** named X,
b****** with the fat lips and fat a**, I want to s**
Check this, nuts to your chin now fin,
I recommend m********** hoes make your knees bend
You can't get with this on any day,
Best believe Murda One got the m********** bad a** ways
Bad a** ways (you know it m**********)
Real bad a** ways
Real bad a** ways
Joe Riz:
I'm livin live on hinges, when n***** in Benzes I'm broke,
I'm givin nothin but hell y'all its cut throat
I wrote a rhyme, called it a pastime,
Of hurtin a** s*** that I faced the last time
My last dime, goes on food I'm in the mood for a stick-up,
To pick up lil' somethin on a get up
You hit up, blessed by the way I protest,
Your world, gettin it all of my chest
Yes the struggle grab me, hatin better have me,
Drama from my Momma, disowned by my Daddy
What should I do, tuck my head and throw them rolos,
If anybody know about the trouble I bet Joe knows
And raw livin it remind me,
Of the s*** that I wanna put behind me
I'm stayin high for days cause what I'm doin it pays,
They don't hate me really, they hate my bad ways
Bad ways (real bad a** ways)
Bad ways (real bad a** ways)
They hate my bad ways (real bad a** ways)
Too $hort:
I've been a player for years, this aint no rappers dream,
You leavin messages, on her answering machine
I'm in the bed, listenin, laughin, ticklin, giglin, kickin it,
n**** I be stickin it
You was hugged up with her when I met her,
She gave me that look like please make it better
I told her with my eyes, meet me over there,
Instantly, she was the victim of a player
I be spittin this game like Iceberg Slim,
What about your man, she said "f*** him"
Let's roll, so we jumped in the Benz,
Left you at the bar, talkin to your friends
$hort Dog came through with the satisfaction,
Now you runnin round like a fatal attraction
Cause I been in the p**** for the last few days,
Don't take it personal, it's just my bad a** ways
Bad ways (real bad a** ways)
Bad ways (real bad a** ways)
Bad ways (real bad a** ways)
Beyotch
Studd:
Is the s*** gone ever change, cause I be caught up in the middle of it,
Click my pistol, and then in his f***** throat I shoved it
Give me your money, and take that palve' off n****,
f*** Tommy 'Figga, I'm off that doe and liquor
See I be drillin in the eastside of San Pedro Park,
I smoke a camel, the lupsia done have me sparked
This lil' broad said I'm livin in my last days,
My mother love me, she say she hate my bad ways
But still she blame it on herself for doin what she done,
It wasn't fun, she moved us in the ghetto slums
So what you think about myself cause I'm a grown man,
A bad man, survival is whatever you can
You think you know it, flossin but I know you's a b****,
Cause I be watchin, tryin to get my rob on this s***,
See n***** underestimate the city that I claim,
Where I am n***** sayin what the f*** is g*******
Hard livin m********* represent your turf, your side of town,
You know thats where the f*** I'm found
Knees dirty, hands dirty, smokin on a tree,
Gamblin my drug money, hell yeah tee-da-lee
Cause I'm the n**** says crime do pay,
My people say they love me, they just say they hate my bad ways
Real bad a** ways (bad ways)
Real bad a** ways (you got bad ways)
Real bad a** ways
Get glock cause it pays
Murda One:
>From city to city, state to state,
I'm checkin my game with my m****f***in trusted 38
But wait bubonic at an all time low,
Gotta hit the ATM to get money fo' sho'
Reclinin in my Cadillac, puffin Newports,
Eighteen on b**p straight up b**pin Too $hort
You caught in the middle of a skanless a** vibe,
We copped another sack so you know my a** high
Funk made by my n**** named X,
b****** with the fat lips and fat a**, I want to s**
Check this, nuts to your chin now fin,
I recommend m********** hoes make your knees bend
You can't get with this on any day,
Best believe Murda One got the m********** bad a** ways
Bad a** ways (you know it m**********)
Real bad a** ways
Real bad a** ways
Joe Riz:
I'm livin live on hinges, when n***** in Benzes I'm broke,
I'm givin nothin but hell y'all its cut throat
I wrote a rhyme, called it a pastime,
Of hurtin a** s*** that I faced the last time
My last dime, goes on food I'm in the mood for a stick-up,
To pick up lil' somethin on a get up
You hit up, blessed by the way I protest,
Your world, gettin it all of my chest
Yes the struggle grab me, hatin better have me,
Drama from my Momma, disowned by my Daddy
What should I do, tuck my head and throw them rolos,
If anybody know about the trouble I bet Joe knows
And raw livin it remind me,
Of the s*** that I wanna put behind me
I'm stayin high for days cause what I'm doin it pays,
They don't hate me really, they hate my bad ways
Bad ways (real bad a** ways)
Bad ways (real bad a** ways)
They hate my bad ways (real bad a** ways)
Too $hort:
I've been a player for years, this aint no rappers dream,
You leavin messages, on her answering machine
I'm in the bed, listenin, laughin, ticklin, giglin, kickin it,
n**** I be stickin it
You was hugged up with her when I met her,
She gave me that look like please make it better
I told her with my eyes, meet me over there,
Instantly, she was the victim of a player
I be spittin this game like Iceberg Slim,
What about your man, she said "f*** him"
Let's roll, so we jumped in the Benz,
Left you at the bar, talkin to your friends
$hort Dog came through with the satisfaction,
Now you runnin round like a fatal attraction
Cause I been in the p**** for the last few days,
Don't take it personal, it's just my bad a** ways
Bad ways (real bad a** ways)
Bad ways (real bad a** ways)
Bad ways (real bad a** ways)
Beyotch