Tha Eastsidaz - Bad lyrics
[Tha Eastsidaz - Bad lyrics]
(Hit-Boy)
Check it out
Everybody got a third eye, right?
So when you don't take heed
You feel the fall of your instinct
Things can go bad
So bad
You might find yourself in a hole you
Can't dig your way out of
Buzzin' at the honeycomb
Money on the mental
Ski mask, gloves, two choppas and a pistol
Outside dark like boss niggas thinkin'
We hit war, strike
Leave soft niggas leakin'
Speakin' on vicks on the
List for the laydown
How much the worth
Plus dirt where they stay now
Hustle gets whoever
We ain't carin' 'bout the odds
Move with precision
And catch 'em by suprise
Ride for this money, yeah
We gotta run it smooth
Scopin' niggas, hope to win it
Slidin' on this move
Stupid ammunition for this mission
It's a groove
If everybody play they part
Then can't none of us lose
Scooped up, then maced up
Tape in this canister
Heavy construction, we swing with the hammer
Knock down, my blood think we all saddled up
Double check weapons, prepare for the rush
Don't nobody bust 'less
It's absolutely needed
All the last means left to
Get to the precedence
Snatch niggas seeds and laugh
At they pleadin'
Block every option 'til cash is relinquished
Dashed out the tilt with my
Hands on the stick
Piled in the G ride, mashed to the lick
Headed 'cross the city on
The backstreets crawlin'
Clicked it off safety as soon as I saw him
Two body guards rotatin' by the entrance
Slid up quick, got straight to my business
Doors flew open, the time slow motion
The young nigga with us let
His eyes start smokin'
Blood stayed soakin' as the
People stood frozen
Wrecks in the open just to shit
We was hopeless
Secure the location, secure
Then we maced 'em
Snatched up the boss
To the back where I take 'em
Fool, cooperation
You fuckin' with some gangstas
Tell us where the safe
Or it's murder in the makin'
Money all ya life now, I'ma do it right now
Playin' games, motherfucka
I'ma blow your lights out
Wait 'for you stretch 'em
Cuz get the message
We bank to the safe
Scrape stacks full of cheddar
Duffle bags stuffed with the
Jewels and the product
Creepin' out the crib and the
Pigs just pop up
As soon as a nigga got close to the bag
Reached out for it and his hopes got dashed
Everything swept up, gone in a flash
One false move and the shit went bad, damn
Can I get a witness?
Eastside niggas with the business
Check it out
Everybody got a third eye, right?
So when you don't take heed
You feel the fall of your instinct
Things can go bad
So bad
You might find yourself in a hole you
Can't dig your way out of
Buzzin' at the honeycomb
Money on the mental
Ski mask, gloves, two choppas and a pistol
Outside dark like boss niggas thinkin'
We hit war, strike
Leave soft niggas leakin'
Speakin' on vicks on the
List for the laydown
How much the worth
Plus dirt where they stay now
Hustle gets whoever
We ain't carin' 'bout the odds
Move with precision
And catch 'em by suprise
Ride for this money, yeah
We gotta run it smooth
Scopin' niggas, hope to win it
Slidin' on this move
Stupid ammunition for this mission
It's a groove
If everybody play they part
Then can't none of us lose
Scooped up, then maced up
Tape in this canister
Heavy construction, we swing with the hammer
Knock down, my blood think we all saddled up
Double check weapons, prepare for the rush
Don't nobody bust 'less
It's absolutely needed
All the last means left to
Get to the precedence
Snatch niggas seeds and laugh
At they pleadin'
Block every option 'til cash is relinquished
Dashed out the tilt with my
Hands on the stick
Piled in the G ride, mashed to the lick
Headed 'cross the city on
The backstreets crawlin'
Clicked it off safety as soon as I saw him
Two body guards rotatin' by the entrance
Slid up quick, got straight to my business
Doors flew open, the time slow motion
The young nigga with us let
His eyes start smokin'
Blood stayed soakin' as the
People stood frozen
Wrecks in the open just to shit
We was hopeless
Secure the location, secure
Then we maced 'em
Snatched up the boss
To the back where I take 'em
Fool, cooperation
You fuckin' with some gangstas
Tell us where the safe
Or it's murder in the makin'
Money all ya life now, I'ma do it right now
Playin' games, motherfucka
I'ma blow your lights out
Wait 'for you stretch 'em
Cuz get the message
We bank to the safe
Scrape stacks full of cheddar
Duffle bags stuffed with the
Jewels and the product
Creepin' out the crib and the
Pigs just pop up
As soon as a nigga got close to the bag
Reached out for it and his hopes got dashed
Everything swept up, gone in a flash
One false move and the shit went bad, damn
Can I get a witness?
Eastside niggas with the business