TEC - Bad Guy lyrics

Yeah, yeah

Ayy, say "Hello" to the bad guy
Man, I ain't been the same since my man died
Yeah
Ayy, fuck the pain, I get mad high, mad high
Ayy, how you fuck 'round with your
Man and you go and hide
Ain't the same way that I came
In and how I'm goin' out
Ayy, when you cross up one of your
Mans then you 'posed to die
Ayy, when you play with one of my
Mans just know I'm showin' out the bad guy
I'ma come lookin' for you every time

Say "Hello" to the four five coke, two gone
I got five more
Fuck five-o, niggas killed my dawg
I'ma watch him bleed out slow
Mama want me to drop this head
Before the lean I pour
My dawg gone, now we lookin' for smoke
Tell them niggas we know
Hot ass heaters, they took bro
Now we gettin' it
Surviving is not an option
Hammer or the meat cleavers
Spin their block, walk up on that opp
I'll take a deep breather
Me introduce him to the Grim Reaper
Watch his soul leave him, smoke
Him front of old people, look 'em eye-to-eye
I'm who you should recognize, nigga
I'm the bad guy
You ain't gotta ask why, you can ask God
I'm Mr pull Up With That
Stick and let them missiles-

Ayy, say "Hello" to the bad guy
Man, I ain't been the same since my man died
Yeah
Ayy, fuck the pain, I get mad high, mad high
Ayy, how you fuck 'round with your
Man and you go and hide
Ain't the same way that I came
In and how I'm goin' out
Ayy, when you cross up one of your
Mans then you 'posed to die
Ayy, when you play with one of my
Mans just know I'm showin' out the bad guy
I'ma come lookin' for you every time

Bitch I'm the new Tony Montana
The fiends said I belong in the slammer
And they keep askin' for answers
For all of the bodies
And how we gettin' narcotics
And how I'm trappin' but my
Jacket full of armed robberies
Droppin' bands
I been out there shoppin' but they hidin'
(Them niggas hidin')
Just another skeleton to put up in my closet
(You know we slidin')
No Halloween decorations shit
I'm on some yellow tape and shit
Walk up on him, face him
Shit, that's some cases, shit
And now they label me the bad guy
Still gon' come get him if the bag right
I seen a nigga cross his man
But it backfired tell him to ride
And told him to check the back tight
(Booya, bitch)
Ayy, say "Hello" to the bad guy
Man, I ain't been the same since my man died
Yeah
Ayy, fuck the pain, I get mad high, mad high
Ayy, how you fuck 'round with your
Man and you go and hide
Ain't the same way that I came
In and how I'm goin' out
Ayy, when you cross up one of your
Mans then you 'posed to die
Ayy, when you play with one of my
Mans just know I'm showin' out the bad guy
I'ma come lookin' for you every time

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