with me Bad things come in more than threes Bad things, bad things I just wanna Bad things, bad things I wanna wanna Bad things, bad things Come on, I wanna Bad things, bad things
Traduzione: L7. Bad Things.
average rap fan starts to gravitate to the Ese-Esoteric, to see if they were sleepin on a dope MC whose skills need peepin [Chorus: Esoteric (7L)] It
a date with death [Beyonder] Yeah do it 7L, do it, do that shit oh [Esoteric] It goes one for forensics two for the shell Three for my DJ known as 7L
] E to the m-I, l-I-o Got snakes all around, so I tell my hoes That they can't be around when I sell my blow 'Cause distraction's a bad thing, hell, I
the Square: Bumpin his Gums: The rev was called to clear the air up some Don't mean nothin' don't mean a thing CON SOFOS [Twice as bad back at you] L
every thing Let the bullets reign mothafucka sang Take the life of an enemy shit instead of me Let me see if your the murders mean any thing 7-0-2 wit
the L so he went over her crib to try to try her but at the crib it wasn't happenin so he cool cool cut her in the back of National 7 [Chorus x2] [Whild
8-7 slip and die Down to die and today that's why I don't be givin a fuck Nigga A's up to all my enemies cause I wish you bad luck Nigga what's up?!
7-Up (ahh) so refreshing I finger pop these verses like first dates to birthdates September 2-1, 1-9, 6-8 Too old, to rhyme? Too bad, too late
MANY) So many bad women in L.A So many cold pieces in L.A So many bad women (THERE'S SO MANY) So many bad women in L.A So many cold pieces in L.A So
beats, broadcast from Jupiter Got boots on, now we know Bush is Lucifer First thing you learn is the hardest to forget First thing you learn you just
time, it's your life, live it Proud to be black, young and gifted Lifted by the knowledge and takin the right route Gang violence needs to be wiped out A-l
come in on my rappin Thanks for your support, but sucker's stop strappin You be so upset, after leavin' the bash You go home, feel bad and throw your
in this muthafucka Big Kap [echo] Eastsidaz [Chorus x2] I'm on the road to riches and diamond rings Real gangstas do real things [Verse 1] B-R-O-O-K-L
see bitch I'm hauling You got to want to win like I want to win and do things my way If not I'll put your ass out on the highway I'm a bad judge of character
la la And the girls sing ? la la la la la la la A lot of things have changed, but I?m mostly the same These are a few of my favorite things Still rolling
traffic to a five car pile up, We leave them all for dead, I used to think big till it killed L, Pun, Smalls and Kev, Like bad move, got you looking like