Текст, перевод и аккорды “Bad Bad Man”
- Yeah.. now in ninety-three Everybody knows the flav Fat Joe Da Gangsta, yeah You know my style Fat Joe, a.k.a. Da Fat Gangsta I'm no joke, and I'm far from a prankster I got skills, aiyyo word life Suckers is scared, because they know I live trife As I troop down the streets of a ghetto Skins are jockin, and always screamin hello But I keep drivin in my jet black Beamer I'm not a daydreamer, but I'm known as a scheamer I'm dead-ass, when it comes to this And if you fuck around, your moms'll reminisce Thinkin of the good times she spent with her son Somebody shoulda told you that I wasn't the one Yes I'm known to get nuff respect and if you face Fat Joe, well then you face your death Now in ninety-three, it's time to take a stand And you know how I'm livin, I'm a bad, bad, man Niggaz know the flav I'm a bad, bad, man! (cut and scratched 2X) Check it All the old folks, hate my guts Cause I be hittin all they daughters and they big fat butts Cause I'm the papichulo when it comes to rap and if you fuck with me, then you leave handicapped I don't give a fuck, don't care who you are I gotta say peace to my peeps GangStarr Some real motherfuckers from around the hood When I chills with them, we be up to no good Hittin skins, makin ends Loungin with my friends in my fat BM Whether Uptown in the Boogie Down Or checkin out stunts in the Polo Ground See just like Mel, I'm internationally known And I'm mob related, like Al Capone, check it Too hot to handle, blow you like a candle You never catch Joe in the middle of a scandal Now in ninety-three it's time to take the stand And you know how I'm livin, I'm a bad, bad, man! Everybody knows the flav I'm a bad, bad, man! (cut and scratched 2X) One day I was chillin, caught a buckshot The nigga was butt, so then he gets no props Word spread fast around town I was layin six feet deep underground, check it Niggaz wished the worst, but spoke too fast Cause here I am and I'm ready to blast *gunshot* The cops must have missed, takin me for a bitch Because they tried to gas me, and make me turn snitch But I'm not the one for peace So I turned around and said, Fuck the police! I'm the type to handle this on my own Pack two joints and pass one to Tone There's no shame in my game, I do what I gotta do See I'm rollin with a crazy live crew Now in ninety-three it's time to take a stand And you know how I'm livin I'ma bad, bad, man! Yeah! Niggaz know the flav I'm a bad, bad, man! (cut and scratched) Nuff respect to my man Jazzy J Diamond D, Showbiz and A.G., and I'm out Word I'm a bad, bad, man! (cut and scratched to end)
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