Testi:
Game The Bad Intentions

Bad intentions nigga Fucking with the wrong one Call Dre tell that nigga I'm on one Aftermath nigga we blaze cuban cigars Drive foreign cars into the

Bad intentions nigga Fucking with the wrong one Call Dre tell that nigga I'm on one Aftermath nigga we blaze cuban cigars Drive foreign cars into the

Bad intentions nigga Fucking with the wrong one Call Dre tell that nigga I'm on one Aftermath nigga we blaze cuban cigars Drive foreign cars into the

] I can't leave 'em alone I tried that good boy game But the dope boy's turing me on It's just that he know what I want So bad, I love that, I can't leave

Strong, pretty boy But don?t get it twisted A savage with this *@#$ want me to come and get it Cause every blow has nothing but these bad intentions

it struck em we charged to the game like fuck it, now get back ya bitches? When we hit we relentless, with murderers intent I attack you defenseless

fuck wit that? Hit him a bad position where his moma gon see homey spillin blood on the curb Sayin they last words The undispuited under dog And we comin wit all intentions

This is an introduction To music that just be pumpin' While hits just be dippin' The intention is for humpin' the floor Shinin' the wood with our jeans

it [Hook:] I cant leave em alone I tried that good boy game but the dope boyz turing me on its jus that he know what i want so bad, i love that,