Bad Boyz

[Intro] Heatmakerz, Crack Music [Verse 1: Jim Jones] Capo! We lick shots at the oppers Spit curse words at [?] coppers Jets to Miami, shit, we land [?] Catch me on [?] Lambo with a chopper Keep lawyers, keep lawyers for the unexpected They don't like it, but they gon' respect it We got techs, so we gon' protect it I brought the Roley [?] left it naked Was too much water on my fucking necklace Get me a foreign, I get fucking wreckless I bought [?], and take it off the checklist 5 in thе morning, tryna order breakfast Chanel bag for thе misses Shit done changed, when we was backing up on dishes 2 straws, one razan, scraping grandma plates Might catch me in a royal with them M.I. plates Hundred G's on my chest, I don't need [?] [?] running from the D's, hopping out the back of vans [Verse 2: Axel Leon] [?] questioning where the automn go I been next, stash big heads like toadem poles [?] like windex, niggas wanna be friends now But I won't even play this time around, like I'm [?] This for everytime them niggas said that I missed my calling When I couldn't aford the shit I saw [?] Before they knew my name, when they was calling me so and so Before they point they fingers at me, for niggas going broke Suck my whole dick, too many bitch niggas on my dick Sometimes I find it hard to tuck my 45 [?] wanna call the shots, [?] meet in the middle California roll, 'cause I [?] roll like [?] [?] baby, hard [?] get They wanna shoot me, baby, [?] see me [?] baby Been on with Nino and Gordo Capo was all [?] baby [Verse 3: Nino Man] I keep a bad bitch, moving with chetter That give me the whole world, do whatever I tell her Putting money in the dror, move like a teller Til these niggas turn rat now, moving like Shredder I'm from 30 Lenox, where you get packs off in 30 minutes With a long clip that can keep 30 in it Get you hit early with it Shooter on the run, 'cause they heard he did it Niggas gotta keep they mouth shut, round these dirty bitches I seen all the money, I wanted my own I was outside like I don't got a home [?] me in the streets, and remember my goals But they all on my body, like memory fome They see me up now, but don't remember me broke But I remember those dreams, 'cause it was never no hope So I remember those fiends, and they remember the coke I had to climb to the top, 'cause it was never no roap And that [?] gave niggas more bass than [?] [?] for the petty shit, [?] Tryna be [?] screaming [?] with a sawed off Come through with that hoopty, and [?] shooting the doors off [Verse 4: Fred the Godson] [?] I deliver Even though y'all ignored, 'cause I'm a spitter She said she need dough, 'cause her clothes don't fit her Dead presidents, only George [?] My crew killing, all 4 of us in a 6 man [?] [?] basketball reffrance, if we blast basket, a kasket you'll rest in [?] please Watch [?] like 2 ivy leagues Fam I just met Nino [?] Know my handle on the net, like [?] Forgive me, I know I said no more NBA [?] like NBA [?] MTA I'm a mennis like NCA [?] NBA Hide your body, MPA Off the raw footage [?] VMA I knew [?] look like [?] from The Wire and Young MA New York become the play