• 標題:Bad Man (Smooth Criminal) (Explicit)
  • 歌手:Polo G
  • 專輯:Bad Man (Smooth Criminal) [Explicit]
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    Bad Man (Smooth Criminal) (Explicit) - Polo G
    Lyrics by:Taurus Bartlett/Larrance Dopson/Anthony Jermaine White/Michael Jackson
    Composed by:Taurus Bartlett/Larrance Dopson/Anthony Jermaine White/Michael Jackson
    Lil Capalot b***h ha
    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***h 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 a*s if he try to throw the folks up
    What's all that s**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-a*s gangster my gun match the color of my car
    Any sudden movement and this b***h go "Fah fah"
    Bet I have him huggin' Allah
    I'm the G.O.A.T. I'm a thug I'm a star
    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"
    Still on that bulls**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***h play
    I'ma have my C's leave his a*s 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***h