Bad Man Walkin

(feat. Team Invasion)

This Goes Out To Them Clowns

Talkin Bout They Got The Block Locked Down

Sewin Up The Compound

Only U If Knew How My Squad Get Down

You Think You Met A Bad Man Walkin

You Ain't Met A Bad Man Till You Walked Up On Me

Hit You With The Glock 2 Times

Fuckin Up My Show Shoe Shine

Once You Drop Down

See Niggas Ain't Got No Dough

Fakin Like They Wanna Be Loco

I See You Jakin My Jewels

I Ain't The One You Want To Stand Next To

You Think You Met A Bad Man Walkin

You Ain't Met A Bad Man Till You Walked Up On Me

Its An Invasion

Dont Give A Fuck Black Red Caucasian

Yo Yo Between U And I

Theres A Truth No Lie

You Gon Die 4 The Fact That Hood Rules Apply

I Hold My Ruger High

B4 I Shoot The Sky

Shoot Your Alla Shoot Your Father

Haze Got Me Super High

My Team Movin Pies

My Team Move And Rise

Clutchin On 45s

Fuck With Us Its Suicide

Cuz U Get Crucified

Green Got Us Flyin G-Fulls

Commercial Time We Use To Fly

I Dare U To Try

To Test The Evil Genius

We Got A Crew And I

We A Bunch Of Trigger Squeezers

They Call Us Nigga Bleeders

We Make Niggas Bleed

We Can't Get At You

Shit We Kidnap Your Seed

And Thats A Hood Rule

So Beef In My Streets

With My Heat

Ain't No Tellin What I Could Do

Who Write The Crook Rules

This Is For The Mixtapes In The Streets

Nigga Makin Shook Moves

I Ain't Gonna Tell You No Lie

See Them Hood Rules Do Apply

'F You Choose Not To Abide

Guarantee Youll See A Grown Man Cry

You Think You Met A Bad Man Walkin

You Ain't Met A Bad Man Till You Walked Up On Me

U Think You Been Slidin

Way More Grief Than The Nigga Bin Laden

Cuz We On The Block All Day

Some Crooks Some Movin That Ye

Gotta Get That Pay

Stick Up Kids Tryin To Stomp That Brake

You Think Seen A Bad Man Walkin

You Ain't Met A Bad Man Till You Walked Up On Me

Keep A Double Loose On Here

You Dont Do That Dance

Keep It Under That Sand

I Got My Nose In The Hood Like Coke On The Table

Go Against My Rule Get A Slug In Your Naval

Even My Brother Can Get It True Like Can Enable

Times Are Hard And The Rich Still Do

So By Any Means Nigga Your Ass Is Expendable

Hoes Ain't A Friend To Me Theyre Just My Enemy

I Only Got Love For Dollar Bills And Hennesse

Most Niggas Ain't Worthy Of A Slug Or Knife

So I Pistol Whip Them Dudes The Blunt Trauma

With The Chrome Laama

I Learnt A Lot From The Mo' Dramas

The Game Of Life Is More Like Blood-Sport

Thats Why A Lotta Niggas Gon Died On The Court

Rule 73 Keep Your Gun Oily Clean

Just To Be The Last Man Standin At The Crime Scene

Heart Beatin Crazy Cold Sweatin Cuz U Made It

Now Make Ya Escape With The Toast And The Cake

You Met A Bad Man Walkin

You Ain't Met A Bad Man Till You Walked Up On Me

Its An Invasion

Dont Give A Fuck Black Red Caucasian