Bad Azz

Bad Azz - Talkin' Bout U (Mi Life) songtekst

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(feat. Konflict)



[Bad Azz]

Oh yeah I'm talkin' 'bout you

From birth to what you represent now

It's the truth, life on earth, it was Heaven sent down

It's just a test so he can see if you can live beyond the clouds

Behind the pearly gates, behind the swirly hate

I wanna get a chance to stroll on them golden rolls

But how can you dance?, the Devil's holdin' on your soul

See it's never what it looks like, it's always what it is

Me, I'm great, and I'ma help make the future for the kids

I await with lots of faith to see what it really is

And everybody wanna know about this Row run-in

I told Ray J "fuck Suge", he got the message

Now he mad like "Bad Azz, watch when we catch him"

I ran into him with his snakes and +Spyder+'s, they got beside us

Put they hands on Bad, I got ambitionz of a ridah

And Pac died fuckin' with you caught up in this game

Shit, everybody know it, they just all scared to say shit

Kurupt a fuckin' trader, he betrayed his country

I could really get started but I don't think you niggaz want me



[Chorus x2]

I'm talkin' 'bout you, I'm talkin' 'bout hate

I'm talkin' 'bout crime, I'm talkin' 'bout my life

Talkin' 'bout them, talkin' 'bout sin

Talkin' 'bout me, (I'm talkin' 'bout my life)



[Konflict]

Who's really the bad guy?, who's ready to die?, really, c'mon

Tell me what's the price of livin' life freely

Never could I switch and change, I love the homies

Never could I snitch and leave the gang, fortune and fame

I'd rather be broke with my teammates, than rich with snakes

And still feel good and be respected through every hood

Look like you asked yourself

Don't you know fuckin' with the Devil bad for your health?

But Lord it look like they don't see

Wanna self-destruct, go ahead, that's where you're headed for bucks

Sell your soul, just watch where you go, no luck

Yeah these +Streetz Iz A Mutha+, the whole world's +Kurupt+

When the homies done lovin' you'll feel all alone, the love's gone

To me, it seems strange how the game is gone

Bustas yellin' "ride or die", heart showin' they true size

Blowin' dick like a bitch to get chips

How many licks do it take to get rich?

And if you really callin' shots around here

The homie Bad woulda never got jumped on around here

But now we know where your heart lay, don't try to conversate

and play slick like we gon' let that bullshit slide



[Chorus x2]

I'm talkin' 'bout you, I'm talkin' 'bout hate

I'm talkin' 'bout crime, I'm talkin' 'bout my life

Talkin' 'bout them, talkin' 'bout sin

Talkin' 'bout me, (I'm talkin' 'bout my life)



[Bad Azz]

It's been a minute since I first came in here

To win it I knew I had to watch myself around you snakes from the beginning

Never took my eyes off of the game, since I've been in it

You could rap but can't fuck with a thang that I be spittin'

I'm a man, I'ma ride for myself until I'm dead

And you foolish if you think I won't shoot you in the head

I ain't never had a friend like Pac

And don't we all wish that other motherfucker in the car got shot?

See everybody on Death Row just waitin' to die

It's like - sell your soul to Simon and just get in the line

I ain't one to let a black cloud cover my shine

I'm like Edison, I keep a bright light in my mind

They didn't - break my spirit, I just stay with my nine

And I don't own no vest 'cause God blessin' my life

And what's real, I live the truth for the rest of my life

And I'll kill you, that's real, you keep testin' my life



[Chorus x2]

I'm talkin' 'bout you, I'm talkin' 'bout hate

I'm talkin' 'bout crime, I'm talkin' 'bout my life

Talkin' 'bout them, talkin' 'bout sin

Talkin' 'bout me, (I'm talkin' 'bout my life)
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