Actin' Bad

Lyrics

Touchdown from all angles and what have you
 Make like a tampon and soak up this game
 While I teach ya 'bout my dictionary book of slang
 I used to fuck with the triple, coconut Popsicles
 Been tellin' time on the grind but never got caught in the pickel
 My doctor say, I drank too much, cirrhosis
 But I'm pussy drunk till my liver bust cause I'm hopeless
 Hope I don't miss my target
 Hope I don't and tinkle all over the toilet
 Money plus game four keys and a glock
 A fat ass sack and I ran the block
 If it wasn't my brand it wasn't on my corner
 The only nigga plugged with the border brush
 Got that white bitch, tight shit, right fo' sho'
 Hook me with a pot and some soda and watch me flip the snow
 Niggas know that when I'm droed that I be gone
 And don't know what the fuck page I be on
 Back in 86 was a motherfuckin' trip to me
 A young hustler actin' bad on the city streets
 And never givin' a fuck about nothin'
 Who's that man that got jacked, who's that fool on the pavement
 Damn whatever it takes to get my grits
 Stackin' large mail, tryin' to get my pockets thick
 And fuckin' every bitch that I could
 But what about those niggas actin' bad in my hood
 Niggas actin' bad
 (Ooh)
 Niggas actin' bad
 (Actin' bad)
 Niggas actin' bad
 (Real bad)
 Niggas actin' bad
 (Niggas actin' bad)
 Niggas actin' bad
 (Real bad)
 Niggas actin' bad
 (Ooh, ooh)
 I grew up listenin' to Too Short and Freddie B.
 It's some niggas out there between Magic Mike and Calvin T.
 Kind off U T F O, KRS
 Blow Fly and Rudy Ramone and girls with sex
 I ball up in my truck lookin' cleaner then cozy
 Burnin' mo' rubber than a pussy on fire
 See there ya go, 40 flashin' like blue light
 Man fuck his ho, that bitch ain't in check
 I once heard a ho say pimpin' was dead
 But me and that niggas smoked back to the head
 We was choppin' up game just between us playas
 The nigga tellin' me that he runnin' for Mayor
 With his campaign strong, got his money on
 Front a brand new Jag when he wrapped his home
 Growin' up in motherfuckers doings
 Catch me out there bad, actin' foolish
 Niggas actin' bad
 (Ooh)
 Niggas actin' bad
 (Actin' bad)
 Niggas actin' bad
 (Real bad)
 Niggas actin' bad
 (Niggas actin' bad)
 Niggas actin' bad
 (Real bad)
 Niggas actin' bad
 (Ooh, ooh)
 Look, actin' bad unorthodox behavement
 Celebratin' breakin' bottles on the pavement
 Put some Barbarians on ya squad that don't be joshin'
 Flip a 1970 Cut and spoil it rotten
 Every doobie roll thick to the Cali convention
 Handin' out cassettes all we want is distributin'
 Forced to sell tapes out the trunk of our vehicles
 Thirty day assignments to sheet and leopolds
 Shows out of state on some concert dates
 Plus ice skating on some chrome 1-8s
 Motel plans 'cause the game was hittin'
 Seventeen G's 'cause the game was spittin'
 Hangin' in the halls in my draws and shit
 Groupie ass bitch on my balls and dick
 They make me sick with they broke ass
 Now who y'all know that need that dope fast
 Now who's got my back
 Now that I'm fuckin' with keys, hey yeah, I gots to have my strap
 Too many fools want to take my place
 But I'm a sharp ass nigga and I'ma damn sho' stake my bank
 I flips and flops, buster ass niggas drop
 Pop the glock, drop my top, it don't stop
 Fuck these po-pos they always try to question me
 'Cause actin' bad is where a young nigga be
 Niggas actin' bad
 (Ooh)
 Niggas actin' bad
 (Actin' bad)
 Niggas actin' bad
 (Real bad)
 Niggas actin' bad
 (Niggas actin' bad)
 Niggas actin' bad
 (Real bad)
 Niggas actin' bad
 (Ooh, ooh)
 

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Duration
04:24
Key
1
Tempo
91 BPM

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