TONY YAYO

TONY YAYO - Bad Guy Ft. Beanie Sigel lyrics

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Hook:

I said all don't wanna point your finger

won't point your finger say hello to the bad guy

on the front of the Daily newspaper

won't point your finger say hello to the bad guy

I put smiles and I get that paper

I mean who would say hello to the bad guy

I try fight to my niggas a blesuire

I'm in the hood say hello to the bad guys

Hey ya'll my hat low sees low, black skin debow

streets ain't wild niggas doubt the over sea low

another funeral, another way for every shooter is another jay

I'm in the ville I'm bunching grapes

in that brand new badly with the temporary plate

playing ray and ghost in that first purple tape

and them things gone and come at the dopest role,

I got em stealing fresh state out the grocery store

I'ma rap in this scoop to my brothers soul

doing shows fucking hoes I was Singapore

I'm a G but learn the game in 15, we're best in the ass

have you seat on the lean

hard head like a Mexican, my foolest skims

in the yard I go hard, like the eldest 13

M 16s, F beams and show catches

are you the nigga fast like hit up and lector

Hook:

I said all don't wanna point your finger

won't point your finger say hello to the bad guy

on the front of the Daily newspaper

won't point your finger say hello to the bad guy

I put smiles and I get that paper

I mean who would say hello to the bad guy

I try fight to my niggas a blesuire

I'm in the hood say hello to the bad guys

Fuck it the game for your young box put yey on the strip

got money in the bank, past fifty and the clip

who wanna be first on my list, the return of the bad guy

got the bully in this bitch, uh

the world is yours on the black, am I face on the front page

want it for a tips, yeah

you don't really want it with the pimp

trust me I ain't for kids this is the wrong man bizz

you wanna dance with the double, slow drag your ass to hell what

don't get your casket mell shot,

or you could be on the other end of my low friend,

and how you wanna do it, we can both take ten and spend

I'd like that cold pot, cold chick

'cause I get it when I'm poll dot, cold spot

still gold or three both lock, you only catch losses and

this ain't rip for the bar is here

[Hook:]

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