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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Too $hort
Too $hort
Vocals
Spearhead X
Spearhead X
Programming
L' Rock
L' Rock
Keyboards
Joe Riz
Joe Riz
Vocals
Murda One
Murda One
Vocals
STUD
STUD
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Xavier Hargrove
Xavier Hargrove
Songwriter
J.E. Phillips
J.E. Phillips
Songwriter
Joey Coleman
Joey Coleman
Songwriter
Eugene James
Eugene James
Songwriter
Todd Shaw
Todd Shaw
Songwriter
Antoine Wright
Antoine Wright
Songwriter
Bernie Worrell
Bernie Worrell
Songwriter
George Clinton
George Clinton
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Spearhead X
Spearhead X
Producer
L' Rock
L' Rock
Co-Producer
Soul Merchants
Soul Merchants
Co-Producer
Tom Coyne
Tom Coyne
Mastering Engineer
Taj "Mahal" Tilghman
Taj "Mahal" Tilghman
Engineer
Ant Banks
Ant Banks
Mixing Engineer
Too $hort
Too $hort
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Ha-ha-ha it's goin' down like this motherucker!
[Verse 2]
Is the shit gon' ever change?
'Cause I be caught up in the middle of it
Click my pistol and in his fuckin' throat I shoved it
Give me your money and take that Palve' off, ****
Fuck Tommy 'Figga, I'm off that doe and liquor
See I be dwellin' in the eastside of San Pedro Park
I smoke a camel, the Lupsia done have me sparked
This lil' broad said I'm livin' in my last days
My mother love me, she say she hate my bad ways
But still she blame it on herself for doin' what she done
It wasn't fun, she moved us in the ghetto slums
So what you think about myself 'cause I'm a grown man
A bad man, survival is whatever you can
You think you know it, flossin' but I know you's a bitch
'Cause I be watchin', tryin' to get my rob on this shit
See **** underestimate the city that I claim
Where I'm with **** sayin' what the fuck is gangbang
Hard livin', motherfucker, represent your turf, your side of town
You know thats where the fuck I'm found
Knees dirty, hands dirty, smokin' on a tree
Gamblin my drug money, hell yeah, tee-da-lee
'Cause I'm the **** says crime do pays
My people say they love me, they just say they hate my bad ways
[Verse 3]
Real bad ass ways (Bad ways)
Real bad ass ways (You got bad ways)
Real bad ass ways
Get Glock 'cause it pays
[Verse 4]
From city to city, state to state
I'm checkin' my game with my motherfuckin' trusted .38
But wait bubonic at an all time low
Gotta hit the ATM to get my money fo' sho'
Reclinin' in my Cadillac, puffin' Newports
Eighteen on bump straight up bumpin' Too $hort
You caught in the middle of a skanless ass vibe
We copped another sack so you know my ass high
Funk made by my **** named X
Bitches with the fat lips and fat ass, I want to sex
Check this, nuts to your chin now fin
I recommend motherfuckin' hoes make your knees bend
You can't get with this on any day
Best believe Murda One got the motherfuckin' bad ass ways
[Verse 5]
Bad ass ways (You know it mothafuckas)
Real bad ass ways
Real bad ass ways
[Verse 6]
I'm livin' life on hinges, when **** in Benzes I'm broke
I'm givin' nothin' but hell y'all it's cut throat
I wrote a rhyme, called it a pastime
Of hurtin' ass shit that I faced the last time
My last dime, goes on food, I'm in the mood for a stick-up
To pick up lil' somethin' on a get up
You hit up, blessed by the way I protest
Your world, gettin' it all off my chest
Yes, the struggle grab me, hatin' better have me
Drama from my Momma, disowned by my Daddy
What should I do, tuck my head and throw them rolos
If anybody know about the trouble I bet Joe knows
And raw livin' it remind me
Of the shit that I wanna put behind me
I'm stayin' high for days 'cause what I'm doin' it pays
They don't hate me really, they hate my bad ways
[Verse 7]
Bad ways (Real bad ass ways)
Bad ways (Real bad ass ways)
They hate my bad ways (Real bad ass ways)
[Verse 8]
I've been a player for years, this ain't no rappers dream
You leavin' messages on her answerin' machine
I'm in the bed, listenin', laughin', ticklin', giglin', kickin' it
**** I be stickin' it
You was hugged up with her when I met her
She gave me that look like please make it better
I told her with my eyes, meet me over there
Instantly, she was the victim of a player
I be spittin' this game like Iceberg Slim
What about your man, she said, "Fuck him"
Let's roll, so we jumped in the Benz
Left you at the bar, talkin' to your friends
$hort Dog came through with the satisfaction
Now you runnin' 'round like a fatal attraction
'Cause I've been in the pussy for the last few days
Don't take it personal, it's just my bad ass ways
[Verse 9]
Bad ways (Real bad ass ways)
Bad ways (Real bad ass ways)
Bad ways (Real bad ass ways)
Beotch
Written by: Antoine Wright, Bernie Worrell, Eugene James, George Clinton, Jr., J.E. Phillips, Joey Coleman, Todd Shaw, Xavier Hargrove
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