Bad Lucc

Bad Lucc - Go lyrics

rate me

feat. Problem

DiamondLane

(Hook)

I hear you niggas wanna ball like, go

Pop on that talk with my team, let’s go

Me and square move like the marvels

My killers on deck, lil boy better go

(Verse)

I’m too much on my tip to be on somebody’s face

Look at ‘em real

In the spot me and my niggas too late

They know the drill

I ain’t feel like this is mine and you know I’m lie

Can you throw these clean but they keep staring on forty five

I’m all black, look at me now, that boy it‘s true

Ninety one air max, crocodile with a PUNK

East side baby, crazy, born losin’

Say the way I’m making money today, make you a useless

Get enough on lie, look you a cop, dimpling the game, come get with us if you want a spot

Me I’m on a plug, bigger nigga with the coldest side

Wanna by a block on casino then I blow it now

(Hook)

I hear your chick is looking for a bad bitch, go

Try to catch a ride on my diam line,

Fat boy lookin’ for a wired like, go

You walk with me, shootin’ in the jam like, go

(Verse)

Fat boy got bands thow

I put a half a zip in my candle

My soft niggas bussin' at the bando

Well I'm from Cali, nigga

We get money, nigga, Mando

Ain’t the way we script in the ganging Ace D.

DOG scrept on your face, tired and say this now

Young and so O., fresh with no clothes on

Bust a pair of G. but negative will get on

I turn on your block without a full in your street

My champagne, that’s the girl until I’ll tell you that’s a hit

I won’t change, never could I, faddy could fly

Over look I, please I’mma soujla good I

You ain’t go for my family and bro’s look how it go

I expose nigga dressing like whores

Tear and will go a show pose

Thick til it’s all off, til your closer nigga get into death

And then I’m muffin

Wise boys look in his face and then they bang with

Rap nigga do it for real, it’s no off-switch

Bad lucc to me, did you heard me

You better hate my jersey

(Hook)

I hear your chick is looking for a bad bitch, go

Try to catch a ride on my diam line,

Fat boy lookin’ for a wired like, go

You walk with me, shootin’ in the jam like, go

(Verse)

What it will bange in the face?

I’m feeling cool now, first class chock

Just try to take ‘em to school now

Took a lost got back on

New whores didn’t last long

The product on my game

Got the hard marging, bag balls

Plug get the back fall , hunnit packs send me to

In town all team, can get it to your city too

Hop above the plane, never bad bitch in your city new

Throw it out the lane gotta tight it on her tiddy too

Smellin’ like Jimmy G., paray G., rolls bottle

Steal ‘em with the gold bottles

Stuns just like role model, hop that nigga

Mutherfucker that’s my own model

I ain’t gotta say it no more

They know already,

Don’t mater, tell my gunnies will go

They go already

Ain’t looking for the plugs on the worlk

They go already

Chuck, proud, 3, 5, 4

If you go like I go

Well it’s a go, get ‘em

(Hook)

I hear your chick is looking for a bad bitch, go

Try to catch a ride on my diam line,

Fat boy lookin’ for a wired like, go

You walk with me, shootin’ in the jam like, go

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