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Bad Azz ft Snoop Dogg - Wrong Idea (Official Music Video)
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ИСПОЛНИТЕЛИ
Bad Azz
Bad Azz
Музыкант
Kokane
Kokane
Музыкант
Lil' 1/2 Dead
Lil' 1/2 Dead
Музыкант
Snoop Dogg
Snoop Dogg
Исполнитель
Jimmy Roach
Jimmy Roach
Гитара
МУЗЫКА И СЛОВА
Larry Blackmon
Larry Blackmon
Автор песен
Thomas Michael Jenkins
Thomas Michael Jenkins
Автор песен
Bad Azz
Bad Azz
Автор песен
Calvin Broadus
Calvin Broadus
Автор песен
David Drew
David Drew
Автор песен
Jamarr Antonio Stamps
Jamarr Antonio Stamps
Автор песен
Jamarr Stamps
Jamarr Stamps
Автор песен
ПРОДЮСЕРЫ И ЗВУКОРЕЖИССЕРЫ
David Drew
David Drew
Миксинг-инженер
Big Bass Brian Gardner
Big Bass Brian Gardner
Мастеринг-инженер
Jelly Roll
Jelly Roll
Продюсер

Слова

Whassup nephew? Sittin' here choppin' game, my nigga Bad Azz Niggaz get the misconception of us 'cause we so cold at what we do But I really wanna let niggaz know what's happenin' though You feel me? Now I don't want anybody to get the wrong idea about me I don't have nothin' to hide, I want the world to see I'm a gangsta, gangsta, gangsta niggaz do your dance C-Walk, C-Walk homey, yeah, gangsta bitches wave yo' hands See me, I'm 'bout my money my paper I'm 'bout my dollars Poppin' collars with this mac and this slack and these two revolvers See we smoke and go hoein' 'cause the bitch ain't never shit to me And pussy stay sellin' so I never let it get to me The shit to me is simple, it relies on credentials We credible individuals, ahead of you we original Better known as criminals, thuggin' off on the stereo Killin' 'em on the radio, some of them wanna hate me though Fuck 'em 'cause they can't see me doe and here we go again The jealousy took me over success, just keep you slower While you get nothin', we keep gettin' more Pump, pump the jam up, drop, drop the top Hit, hit the switch and smash down the block And oh yeah this Long Beach So you know when you see a nigga And don't never get the wrong idea nigga Yeah, nigga what? Holla at 'em Now I don't want anybody to get the wrong idea about me I don't have nothin' to hide, I want the world to see I'm a gangsta, gangsta, gangsta niggaz do your dance C-Walk, C-Walk homey, yeah, gangsta bitches wave yo' hands I keep my khakis creased, hat tilted to the East On a beach I remain the beast, none the least Police try to cuff me and stuff me in the back Of they patrol car 'cause I'm a former parole star With the cool name, this nigga here's a fool mayn Go on and do yo' thang, gang-bang In the hood and in Hollywood Record company executives think it's all to the good Get to showin' me around they house, then he slide me in the back And had the nerve to try to buy me out, check this out mayn I'm down with P, and D-R-E A real nigga from the motherfuckin' L.B.C. I just look like this, I stay down for the twist I'm real with this, deep as Abyss I gave you a pound, then I gave yo' wife a kiss I had to dip cause y'all was full of that bullshit Now I don't want anybody to get the wrong idea about me I don't have nothin' to hide, I want the world to see I'm a gangsta, gangsta, gangsta niggaz do your dance C-Walk, C-Walk homey, yeah, gangsta bitches wave yo' hands Now I don't want anybody to get the wrong idea about me I don't have nothin' to hide, I want the world to see I'm a gangsta, gangsta, gangsta niggaz do your dance C-Walk, C-Walk homey, yeah, gangsta bitches wave yo' hands Now I don't want anybody to get the wrong idea about me I don't have nothin' to hide, I want the world to see I'm a gangsta, gangsta, gangsta niggaz do your dance C-Walk, C-Walk homey, yeah, gangsta bitches wave yo' hands They're going to shoot, they're going to shoot They're going to shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot All my little homeys, I want to see you come home like me I want to see you come home like me, help me see
Writer(s): Cordozar Calvin Broadus, Larry Blackmon, Tomi Jenkins, David L. Drew, Jamarr Antonio Stamps Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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