Young One - Bad Guy lyrics

Ur all a bunch a f**in a**holes U know why? Cause u don't got tha guts 2 be what u want 2 be Now tha kid...he doesn't have dat problem He always tells the truth(I just look at errything) Das what it's all about?(tha bad wit tha good) Das why I work so hard 2 be AK-MURDA?(tha fake wit tha real) So dey can point their f**in fingers(tha hate wit tha love) and call me tha f**in bad guy? [Verse 1] I guess I'm tha bad guy Tha fingers is pointin n***a, I don't go in no clubs witout bringin my joint in Dey be asking fellas why (why?) It's cause tha streets is watchin Wit an envious ear, jealous eye You know how Jasun M. Squires rockin I keep tha home cell 2 way contact 4 Johnny Cochran Be tha same dudes, testin your patience In dem hospitals, restin like patients, confessin 2 agents U smell me, make a n***a spray tha Wesson like fragrance And u pay ur way out arrests and arraignments Dese playas been playin' foul And I done learned my lesson wit flagrants n***a, dis how I live it ain't just entertainment I'm what 50 been trying 2 do, not do I'm tha kid, he been lying 2 u U need people like me I'm tha A to tha K, M.U.R.D.A Yeah, das tha bad guy U need people like me So u can point ur f**in fingers And say, "das tha bad guy." So, what dat make u? Good? [Verse 2:] b**hes think all dey gotta do, is say tha child is urs Quit dey job, and live off tha child support How could u stand dere, smile in court Ima just settle, fly back 2 tha hood as a last resort U better sign a pre-nup U catch me instead of 'it wasn't me' Ima say 'where u get a key from?' I love tha way your bu*t swishes But non of dese s*ut b**hes is worth me asking my doctor why my nuts itches If dey see how tha Rolls Royce smell All day I be emptying my in box and my whole voice mail I'll be ready 2 light tha weed and pull it Now erry chick wanna make me cum faster den a speedin bullet But I ain't into coaching birds like Tony LaRussa I done had tha thickest chickens to tha boniest roosters Who have trouble getting tha kid like me 2 spend Ma u'll never see a bad guy like me again, 4 real So say goodnight 2 tha bad guy, come on It's tha last time ur gonna hear a bad guy postin rhymes up on dis forum now U better make way, dere's a bad guy coming thru [Verse 3:] Come on What type a bad guy give fellas daps, females hugs? I'm making my business, my kids won't have 2 retail d** I get threats over tha computer from internet thugs I ride wit hammers, clips under tha CL rugs Think I'm liking you? Wrong Cause even if I get locked My money won't let me stay in jail 4 2 long Case dismissed, tha DA even liking tha song Right back 2 the hood, latest pair of Michael's shoes on When u holla in tha club it's cool But don't change tha subject fool And start askin if I remember u from public school U know I done heard dozens, of dese birds buzzing Talking 'bout I used 2 f** wit dey 3rd cousin F.Y.I, stay tha f** from 'round me Jealous guys who want 2 see somebody stuck or clown me I don't care what other haters do But if u think I'm loved for savin u Say goodnight 2 tha bad guy