Buddy - Bad News lyrics

Buddy

Simmie Sims III [Pastor PassTheBlunt] Compton, California, U.S. 🇺🇸

[Buddy - Bad News lyrics]

Yeah break the law
Hands in the air putting white
Chalk on the ground
Yeah cop cars flashing flights kiss the gun
Yeah hand cuffs back seat goin downtown

Bad news got some real bad news
I heard they was comin orme
But I ain't do it
I just ain't do it
Bad news got some real bad news
There ain't no way they can't prove it
They
Can't prove it, prove it, prove it
Prove it

One wild fight who's the last man standing
Broad daylight in the police station
Can't compete, pray for the weak
Heard he got a shank underneath the
Seat gotta move your feet


Deputy said he seen it and he shot 'em

Two days later, gun still loaded
Black briefcase and a blood red rose she
That's when she came for me, brought
My shit, paid my bail
Roll my weed
Then I hop in the whip and we got away

Bad news got some real bad news
I heard they was comin or me
But I ain't do it
I just ain't do it
Bad news got some real bad news
There ain't no way they can prove it, they
Can prove it, prove it, prove it
Prove it

911, calling
911, calling, calling
911, calling calling, calling
911, calling calling, calling

Bad news got some real bad news
I heard they was comin or me, I ain't do it
I just ain't do it
Bad news got some real bad news
There ain't no way they can prove it, they
Can prove it, prove it, prove it
Prove it

Yeah I break the law
Hands in the air putting my jaw on the ground
Yeah cop cars flashing flights kiss the
Gun yeah hand cuffs goin downtown

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