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cashpaid elway - the bad guy كلمات الأغنية

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[intro]
y’all are a bunch of assh0l_s
you know why?
ya’ll don’t got the guts to be who yo wanna be
you need people like me
you need people like me so you can pr_ck your f_cking fingers
i said, that’s the bad guy

[verse]
see, i don’t think these n_ggas ready though
rock up in the club, and go dumb, call me radio
turnt all the way up, like the car stereo
call me bernie sanders cos’ i’m trying to hit larry’s hoe
bump me in the club, b_tch, you better play your burial
i wake up getting money, you wake up being cereal
what you had for breakfast? a little bowl of cheerios?
meanwhile i made a ten piece that’s a demerol
n_gga, and i don’t tolerate no disrespect
man i got my foot on all these n_ggas’ neck
put your money on the ground, n_gga that’s a bet
cheating on them dice and i’m gonna smoke you like cigarette
ay, what the f_ck wrong with these n_ggas?
i’m getting money, y’all ain’t going home with these women
put a couple hundred on the phone for my n_ggas
pimping hoes, stealing like jerome to these b_tches
you ain’t get no money boy, sit it down
put some k!llers on your head, i’m about to send them now
free my n_ggas off them chains, took that sh_t to trial
you don’t look dog, bet you eat puppy chow
i was born a bad boy, like one on puffy chows
use to be broke, used to hear my stomach growl
came on my d_ck and bad b_tch is stomach now
[?]
if it’s beef, it’s on sight, i don’t f_ck around
put some fire to that boil like he want to black him out
he in the icu, and i ain’t talking vows
call his ass at a show and shot through the crowd
i let us see my n_ggas eat, that sh_t made me proud
i f_ck my b_tch best friend, i’m steppin’ out of bounds
making plays in the o’, like i’m a cleveland brown
they trynna stop me from ballin’, ref, that’s a foul
you mad at the boss cos’ your b_tch thirsty?
so you wanna internet, start a controversy?
get your black ass melted, look like a bar of hershey’s?
swear to god you n_ggas funnier than eddie murphy
so ma’ i gotta go to court like frank murphy
hired a jew for a lawyer so i ain’t worried
heard i got a main judge, hope he show mercy
oh imma turn up in this b_tch like i’m on ten perkins
hop on instagram, my dm be slappin’
i’m trynna f_ck b_tch, enough with the chattin’
she dropped her location, i pull up and grab her
she sucking d_ck in the car, this b_tch about action
i’ve been about action, been about stackin’
my shoes $1,400, now been about fashion
gloss all on her face, how i pay for them lashes
put a bullet in your son, go pay for his casket
what i tell you n_ggas ’bout that clout chasing
put that chopper to his head, now about facing
i be wondering with my dogs so i can dalmatian
matter of fact, i’m with the army, like the salvation
b_tch i’m tied_in like my shoe strings
you n_ggas really b_tches with your mood swings
i had to work for y’all hard, cos i move things
like the stock boy in the market, b_tch i move beans
one thing about me? i don’t trust sh_t
you might just be a snitch, white boy rick
i don’t do construction but i stack bricks
[?} neiman marcus and saks 5th
i got to where i’m at cos’ i take risk
playin’ roles of holes like i take d_ck
i don’t wanna f_ck with your b_tch she can’t take d_ck
dumb b_tch still wearing k_swiss
[outro]
ay, f_ck you man!
who put this thing together? me!
that’s who!
who do i trust? me!

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