Pop Smoke - Bad Boys lyrics

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Pop Smoke - Bad Boys lyrics

[Intro: Pop Smoke] Ah, rr, ayy, ayy, ayy, woo Grrt, bah, lemme see some [Chorus: Obasi Jackson] When the goin' gets tough, the tough gets goin' (The tough gets goin', yeah) Opps in the streets, get shot by police, I'm tellin' a dead man's story (Ooh) So much trouble out there, the way that they playin' not fair (Fair, yeah) We're doin' what it takes just to survive (To survive) Bad boys (Bad boy, bad boys, bad boys) Bad boys (Bad boys, I'm a bad boy, bad boy, I'm a bad boy) [Verse 1: Pop Smoke] Look, this Glock up on me holds six-O ('O) Have 'em dancin' like Calypso ('So) I'm a big belly rude boy My stomach look like a hippo ('Po) Tell the bottle girls, "Shake it" (Shake it) Bring the bottles of Bel Air (Bеl Air) Oh, we can't smoke in the spot (Nah) Stop all that gas in thе air (Stop all that gas in the air) ni**a, I'm from the Floss where we get the money (Ah) That's on gang, I don't care what you do (Nah) Get to the breesh, takin' your malls Where I'm from you gotta stack like a Jew I'm the big foo', I got guns in the coupe Talk out your ming, you get robbed for your jewels Not, you not gang, I'm big 092 When you walk in the spot, ni**a, you better woo (Woo) [Chorus: Obasi Jackson] When the goin' gets tough, the tough gets goin' (The tough gets goin', yeah) Opps in the streets, get shot by police, I'm tellin' a dead man's story (Ooh) So much trouble out there, the way that they playin' not fair (Fair, yeah) We're doin' what it takes just to survive (To survive) Bad boys (Bad boy, bad boys, bad boys) Bad boys (Bad boys, I'm a bad boy, bad boy, I'm a bad boy) [Verse 2: Obasi Jackson] Not for the politickin' or discussion', brodie gon' rush 'em Send shots to his chest, now his chest got bu*tons You said it's my problem, my ni**a, start dumpin' Tryna live righteous We done came up, now ni**as don't like us Shake up the room I ride for my brother, man got the heart of a lion The streets never loved nobody Ain't lookin' too good but it's hot like the tropics They shoot you for dead Look at the coroner, count all the bodies Yes, we're fightin' to survive We ain't fu*kin' with you [Chorus: Obasi Jackson] When the goin' gets tough, the tough gets goin' (The tough gets goin', yeah) Opps in the streets, get shot by police, I'm tellin' a dead man's story (Ooh) So much trouble out there, the way that they playin' not fair (Fair, yeah) We're doin' what it takes just to survive (To survive) Bad boys (Bad boy, bad boys, bad boys) Bad boys (Bad boys, I'm a bad boy, bad boy, I'm a bad boy)

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