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
Překlad: Black Lips. Bad děti.
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
Jigga man, Iceberg with the frozen hands Weddin' bands don't make it rosy man Oh, is that your chick, why she all in his six? With her hand on his dick, keep lickin' her lips
take another one out, loose lips sank ships shoulnd't been runnin ya mouth, now ima ride out after i kill and destroy this is revenge for my lil nigga Bad
Grown man music mothafucker, No low kids shit Monstablokaz, Shit is crazy right, Mozez baby, Let's go Chorus You know just how we do it, Monstablokaz
All you kids get out the back door I've never seen her this bad before She took all her favorite things down from the window And broke 'em all over her
-herb Missi-hempie) I like the girls (Ay, man, check out this song we used to Sing when we was little kids, right) My girl got two big lips, taste like