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Bad Intentions
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BigKayBeezy
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Ok, G-Wiz got it Ay yo Ran, turn that up (Bow, Bow, Bow, Bow, Bow, Bow) (Bow, Bow,?Bow) I?wrote this one?for all my n***as in the?trenches Riskin' they freedom everyday when there's a better way Momma say once you hear them firework's, just come inside to play And you know that firecracker pop was just the DOA Police sirens, and momma's crying damn near everyday He's sick over her look, but that's the price he had to pay At a young age, we was totin' baby Draco's and SK's Can't get erased by a f**k n***a with no aim South-side Chicago, n***a filled with bad intentions Soon as you catch him lackin', kill him, show them how we livin' He be with them n***as who been dissin' the guys Let us find out them boys on live, we gon' come burn 'em alive, 30's on 30's and 9's, yeah When we rock out, bro totin' 30's on each side I slid a 50 in mine, can't get up with 'em, knee high He better not look wrong in this b*t*h or I might catch a vibe Big 30 won't tryna let me kill 'em, like you do this every time I have to change the conversation, he ain't ever lie Don't test my patience, this b*t*h better not step one foot across that line, unless he ready to die Ion rap no beef, ain't no geting even We gon' burn 'em alive, light this f**k n***a on fire, yeah I got to thinkin' 'bout side chasing, so let me call my Slime I call my lil' brother through the FaceTime Like I know I been busy, I be tryna make time, yeah He put Red on the phone, bro told me what been goin down And how the 9 been movin' kinda strange now?, uh I get that bag and I'm gon' book them flights and fly y'all out Let's T-up like we in the eighth grade, just f**k some fame now I'm the same n***a out that gang and we could bang it out I told all my gang members, we gon' make it out I got the drop, let's rock out, take it out, and break it down Run in this AirBnb, playing, you won't make a sound South-side Chicago, n***a filled with bad intentions Soon as you catch him lackin', kill him, show them how we livin' He be with them n***as who been dissin' the guys Let us find out them boys on live, we gon' come burn 'em alive, 30's on 30's and 9's, yeah When we rock out, bro totin' 30's on each side I slid a 50 in mine, can't get up with 'em, knee high He better not look wrong in this b*t*h or I might catch a vibe Big 30 won't tryna let me kill 'em, like you do this every time I have to change the conversation, he ain't ever lie Grrr, Bow, Bow, Bow, Bow, Bow Ay yo Ran, turn that up
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