Bad Man

(Ok is the hardest, I swear to God) (We gon' be ok) Niggas'll get you gone, it ain't nothin', I call them vamps I ain't stupid, I can't fall for no damn tramp I ain't goin', I ain't goin' for nun them traps (I ain't goin') Extort that nigga, when I see him his ass get slapped Extort the band, I ain't goin', this ain't that (Hell nah) That hoe got to go, won't fuck my brothers? That shit wack Sumo gone I know one side of me trapped Them boy wan' kill me and I can't lack and that's no cap, yah He a dub and I can tell by the way he stack (He a dub) I won't run from nun' that gun smoke, that's all facts (That's all facts) How the hell you listening DGTO 'til the day yo' ass get jacked? Meet the plug, gotta reup, double cross him, he get whacked My bitch ghetto as hell, man, she say she like my gat I could never love a slut, lil' Glokk never love a nat 'Nd that nigga goin' up, so I got to watch my back I'm with Lil Velly riding round, he got a fifty in his strap It get wicked when I'm mad, I hold grudge, these niggas don't give no daps I whack niggas with my gang, we hide 'em in a shack When I slide I ain't kill him, I had to double back We won't pick and choose we kill that nigga, won't do no tick for tack Slide for a slide Pop out with them nines, yeah, we pop out nines 'n sticks, bitch, I'm real 7-6 We can hit some bigger shit but this a mediocre lick Man this bitch for the gang, I could never love no trick I'm on South Harringston, I'm tryna catch an opp, tryna get his ass blended This is a hot box g-ride, I told my bitch it's rented If I was you I wouldn't diss me, be with every fucking killer when I'm riding in my city, ain't no hiding in my city (we gon' be ok) Niggas be lying, talkin' 'bout they be makin' noise inna bity Lil' boy better go do your chores, we ain't stunned, that shit is silly I could never trust a bitch that shit so iffy I ain't playing with these niggas, I send a blitz lil' Glokk just whistle Nigga dropping all they dimes, I catch his ass with this 4 nickel This baby life shit, we cap them boys and they belittle, cap them boys and they get little, cap them boys and we get rid off 'em Wockhardt bitch, big artillery, I ain't never think they feeling me I ain't tripping, man, we smoke they ass with gas masks Man, he wan' be GF and he snitched, that's his ass, man Even the crips call up Spaz to go and spaz, man The GSP get behind me I do that dash, man Why these niggas treat lil' Glokk like the bad man? These niggas they be telling on they gang and that shit sad, man They some sweats they watch what we doin', they need headbands They say fuck me then it's screw 'em, I don't need friends We gon' be ok