Juelz Santana - Bad Guy lyrics

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Juelz Santana - Bad Guy lyrics

[Hook] Say hello to the bad guys, Feds taking pictures, one thing I’m a good side The price of life’s getting cheaper, And I’m just getting richer more n***a n***as talking static, I hear seatbacks Eat that, n***as lame and they rejects I see that, believe that, shawty down, body count 28 bodies found, k**iing n***as by the ounce n***as get k**ed tryina play tough n***as get k**ed tryina play us You s**, don’t be a f**ing dum dum I get your whole click hit for a lump some Brought guns to the knife war f** a n***a tryina fight for When that sawed off can knock your jaw off sponsored links Don’t make my young boys knock yours off I know n***as that will shoot you then go to your funeral I know n***as that will k** you and pay for a mirror Just to stand in front of it and take a picture with you sh**, you n***as accident murderers, Got professional n***as look like I accident murderers Then I got my reckless murderers, drop the gun, cops come They gonn tell you they murdered you Harlem’s new bumpy johnson, protecting my impala Nucky thompson [Hook] Say hello to the bad guys, Feds taking pictures, one thing I’m a good side The price of life’s getting cheaper, And I’m just getting richer more n***a n***as talking static, I hear feedback Eat that, n***as lame and they rejects I see that, believe that, shawty down, body count 28 bodies found, k**iing n***as by the ounce It’s a war going on outside, Nobody’s safe, gotta ball till you fall If not, life’s a waste Gotta watch them n***as, they tryina take your place Tell em money hungry n***as my gun is on the plate Clip so long, it’s hanging off the plate I got enough for whoever ain’t ate Extra clips for a side dish, who wanna try this Still got bricks, who wanna try this I don’t cook coke, I defry fish Fly n***a, she just wanna see the co*kpit Hot top, dead bodies in the courtyard f** it, keep the money coming like p**nstars I can get you k**ed for a bag of reefer I can get you laced for a pair of sneakers Imagine what these n***as do for a feature And the story gets even deeper [Hook] Say hello to the bad guys, Feds taking pictures, one thing I’m a good side The price of life’s getting cheaper, And I’m just getting richer more n***a n***as talking static, I hear feedback Eat that, n***as lame and they rejects I see that, believe that, shawty down, body count 28 bodies found, k**iing n***as by the ounce When I go out, get it, try to bring it back They always gonna need somebody to point the finger at On me now harder than it was when I was slanging crack I’m a tax paying citizen, I ain’t slanging jack Keep my name in the mix, cause they know me I ain’t never hung out with them, we ain’t homies A lot of the hate really come from being lonely And as soon as you stop f**in with em you being phoney I ain’t playing with em, shottie for the youngsters Give em the whole thing, body in the dumpsters Call n***as to tie n***as up, call the trunksters Way I’m on it, it’s like a new gotti is amongst us [Hook] Say hello to the bad guys, Feds taking pictures, one thing I’m a good side The price of life’s getting cheaper, And I’m just getting richer more n***a n***as talking static, I hear feedback Eat that, n***as lame and they rejects I see that, believe that, shawty down, body count 28 bodies found, k**iing n***as by the ounce