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I'm Bad Lyrics

[Chorus:]
I'm bad (I'm bad) I'm back (I'm back),
I'm mad (I'm mad) I'm strapped (I'm strapped)
n**** What You Want n**** who you wit
Came wit my dogs leaving wit a b****
I'm bad (I'm bad) I'm back (I'm back),
I'm mad (I'm mad) I'm strapped (I'm strapped)
n**** what you want n**** who you wit
Came Wit my dogs leaving wit a b****

[Verse 1:]
Ain't no limit to the s*** I start
Automatic start on that big white car.
Pearl pink jar n**** you can't rob.
4 chains and a watch pocket full of knots.
Spots, Imma get my stacks.
This crack coming back like that income tax.
Told you once he told you twice.
You need more than a knife
You wanna rock that ice.
I'm bad, magazines up the a**.
Stolen yellow cab come squeeze on your a**.
He a flash, all black mask.
Rapping a** n**** talking all that jazz.
Ride up on him show him how we get down.
100 rounds in his crown b*** naked and he pound.
Tell the truth that n**** be ripping, ain't it man.
Just got a Chevy and I got my s*** painted man.
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[Verse 2:]
Used to be on the corner, on marijuana.
Now it's marijuana from California.
Big buds, b****** wit big b***s.
Big BMW's home of the d*** sucks.
My Bob Marley is b**ping like b**** what.
My money b**per to b**per now b**** what.
I'm bad I'm back. I'm mad I'm strapped.
n**** what you want n**** who you wit.
Came wit my dog leaving wit a b****.
I don't see no n**** when I'm on the grind,
all I see is hoe n***** when I'm on the grind.
45 no n****, know I'm holding mine.
Imma knock his a** down if its own his mind.
Tell the truth that n**** be ripping ain't it man,
just got a Benz and I got my s*** painted man.
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B for the bullets in n***** who gotta die.
A for the addicts and junkies who getting high.
D for the dope distributed at the dock.
Still on the block clock no socks.
B for the bass b**** I gotta boom.
A for the a** in my hotel room.
D for the d***, d*** that I slang.
Since money talk, I'm addicted to my slang.
B for the bang. A for the K.
D ditch the car for the smooth get away.
I'm bad, I poke your a** in the nose wit a cold 44
now he cold on the floor.
Laying on his back like he posed for a hoe,
when you acting like a b**** gotta go gotta go.
Tell the truth that n**** be ripping ain't it man.
Just got a hummer and I got my s*** painted man.

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