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Bad To Tha Bone lyrics

Performers Max BGiggs

Bad To Tha Bone song lyrics by Max B official

Bad To Tha Bone is a song in English

Max Biggavel
Yeah
(Couture)

Four time felon
Quick to give a nigga the steamer
Never been on probation
I don't do misdemeanors
Shout out to Big Meech
Shout out that nigga Shmurda
My baby, she sold her soul
Child out flippin' burgers
I finally got mama house (mama)
Money couldn't spend it
Seven figures from prison
All mines, independent
Eloquent Music God (EMG)
Some would call me genius
Some women want the money
Most of them love the penis
Came back on post-conviction
Post-convictions it be the niggas that's innocent
Caught up in the system
I was juxin for little paper (paper)
Played with prophecies (yeah)
Desperate to find a caper
Cocaine shopping sprees
Visions to be the nigga
Started flipping music
Negro Spirituals
They didn't think that Big could do it
Jag' on chrome
Put the mag to your dome
Used to be super bad
Now I'm just bad to the bone, ow

I'm b-b-b-b-b-bad (I'm bad)
Couple mil' in the stash (couple mil' in the stash)
200 plus on the dash
I fucks with chicks with the bag (fucks with chicks with the bag)
Bad to the bone (I'm bad)
I'm bad to the bone (I'm bad)
I'm b-b-b-b-b-bad
I'm super bad to the bone (yeah)

Holler the General, always respect the people (yeah)
Dude got the tec for evil (yeah)
Always protect the people (yeah)
Dude disrespected me (yeah)
Shoot up and ate the vehicle
Beat up the 45, few from the Desert Eagle
Super Bad (bad)
Super bad to the bone, nigga scoop the bag
Where I'm at, this my home, niggas shoot and stab (stab)
Never had an idea what a yute could have (trust me)
Mac 11 on pop
Niggas got him down, think it was bout seven o'clock
Man was sittin' down thinkin' that its never gon' stop
If you look around niggas stick together a lot
'Cause you never know when a niggas ready or not
But I always know niggas gotta wetten the mop
On a level tho, niggas know the devils'll plot
But I get it though now a nigga sell in the shop

I'm b-b-b-b-b-bad (I'm bad)
Couple mil' in the stash (couple mil' in the stash)
200 plus on the dash (200 plus on the dash)
I fucks with chicks with the bag (fucks with chicks with the bag)
Bad to the bone (I'm bad)
I'm bad to the bone (I'm bad)
I'm b-b-b-b-b-bad
I'm super bad to the bone (yeah)

See I was known for the wavy
The Grand Cru kept me torn
I put my ma in a home
I'm super bad to the bone
Copped that new 'Lac with the chrome
They pushed my packs with the phone
I'm super bad to the bone
I'm super bad to the bone (yeah, ow)

Fuck with it
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No unauthorized reproduction of lyric.
Writers: Charly Wingate, Jason Thompson
Copyright: BMG Rights Management

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