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