Polo G - Bad Man (Smooth Criminal) lyrics

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Polo G - Bad Man (Smooth Criminal) lyrics

[Intro] Lil Capalot, b*tch, ha [Verse 1] Smooth criminal, Mike Jack And I still like to tote a .45 like Mike back Pull that TEC out just to make a statement He gon' need a body bag or a night sack He a b*tch, he'll fold under pressure I can tell from his posture, man, he ain't really like that Mama told me, "I don't care if you scared Go in for the kill, if they try, you better fight back" We'll beat his ass if he try to throw the folks up What's all that sh*t you was sayin' like you was so tough? They gon' have to carry your mans if he approach us Creepin' in, that glizzy'll blam when we get close up Rich-ass gangster, my gun match the color of my car Any sudden movemеnt and this b*tch go, "Fah, fah" Bet I have him huggin' Allah I'm the G.O.A.T., I'm a thug, I'm a star [Chorus] Youngin' tryna clеar a crowd with the heat When you ridin', better keep a .40 cal' by the seat He was bangin' wrong 'til they found him deceased It's a whole lot of evil roamin' 'round in the streets, uh So you better look both ways, make your soul shake Demons standin' in the doorway Tell me, Annie, are you okay? Screamin' out, "No way" Tell me, Annie, are you okay? [Verse 2] Still on that bullsh*t, MJ Really one of the hottest, and I never dropped a mixtape All my life, had to risk-take But if they come and try me, .40 kickin' 'til my wrist break Let anybody in this b*tch play I'ma have my C's leave his ass in the ground with a stiff face Where I'm from, all the killers turn hood legend And they known through them blocks like Dikembe Totin' on something bigger than The Great Khali Thirty shots'll knock him down like Muhammad Ali Do the race, scratch off in a Trackhawk Jeep Catch him lackin', then it's R.I.P., b*tch [Chorus] Youngin' tryna clear a crowd with the heat When you ridin', better keep a .40 cal' by the seat He was bangin' wrong 'til they found him deceased It's a whole lot of evil roamin' 'round in the streets, uh So you better look both ways, make your soul shake Demons standin' in the doorway Tell me, Annie, are you okay? Screamin' out, "No way" Tell me, Annie, are you okay?

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