Bad Boys
Barrington Levy/Shyne Lyrics

Now tell me who want to fuck with us?
Who is stupid enough to challenge us?

Ashes to ashes, dust to dust
We will put our enemies to rest permanently

I bang, and let your fuckin' brains hang, snitches
I shoot to kill and leave your dead body on display as a warning to others

Fuck Marla Maple bitches with riches
I have no respect for high-class women who lack street smarts

Who carry 22's, up in they hosiery
Women who carry small guns in their stockings for self-defense

A black teller when my father bust and unloaded me
My father was robbing a bank when I was born and handed me a gun in the delivery room

Think he just finished sniffin' a ki, and dippin' the D's
My father was high on cocaine and fleeing from the police

Don't hate me, hate Nicky Barnes for hittin' my moms
Blame Nicky Barnes for seducing my mother and causing my birth

Letting the condom pop, nigga I was born in the drop
My parents were having sex in a car when the condom broke and I was conceived

Coke boil in the pot, shake the Feds
I am cooking cocaine and evading the federal authorities

And bust shots at them street cops
I am willing to shoot police officers if necessary

Fuck yo' point is? My point is double fours at your fuckin jaws
I don't care what you think, I'll shoot you in the mouth with my .44 caliber gun

Pointed, hollow point shit
I use bullets that expand upon impact to cause maximum damage

Four-point-six, need I say more?
I carry a powerful gun and don't need to brag about it

Or do you get the point bitch? c'mon
Do you understand my message or should I shoot you to make it clearer?

What type of nigga slang and bang in the streets? (Bad Boyz)
Who are the tough guys who sell drugs and commit violent crimes? (referring to themselves)

What type of nigga stay in the Trump for weeks? (Bad Boyz)
Who are the rich and powerful men who can afford to stay in expensive hotels for extended periods of time? (referring to themselves)

What type of nigga fly Bentley Coupes? (Bad Boyz)
Who are the wealthy men who drive luxury cars like Bentley Coupes? (referring to themselves)

Aim for the sky, cop the shit then shoot
We set high goals, acquire what we want through illegal means, and intimidate anyone who tries to stop us

Minks draggin' on the floor, bangin' on your whore
We wear expensive fur coats and use them to smack around our prostitutes

Suckin' the croissant just examine it for flaws
We inspect our pastries with scrutiny to make sure they are of the highest quality

Pour the Cristal on the way to trial, RICO law
We drink expensive champagne on our way to court for racketeering charges

Got a nigga head hurtin' squirtin' til they pull the curtain
We shoot our enemies until they are dead or dying

Let the money drip dry, hundred dollar bills
We spend frivolously with no regard for the value of money

Wipe the tears from my eyes, no love
We shed no tears for those we harm or kill

Fuck y'all niggaz, hope you die a slow death
We have no respect or empathy for our enemies and wish them a painful demise

As I coke-test and C. DeLores Tucker protest
While I enjoy the pleasures of cocaine, I mock and dismiss the protests of anti-drug activists like C. DeLores Tucker

Can't fuck with you weak rap niggas, witcha gay raps
We are superior to other rappers who make soft, effeminate music

Runnin 'round talkin' this and talkin' that
We are tired of hearing other rappers talk excessively without backing up their words with action

See me in the streets, tried to give me dap
People try to be friendly with us in public, but we remain suspicious of everyone

Andrew Cunanan ass niggas
We compare our enemies to Andrew Cunanan, a notorious serial killer

My two cannons blast niggas, ass niggas
We have two guns and aren't afraid to use them against our enemies

Got me fucked up in the game, get your shirt stained
Our opponents are underestimating us, but we will prove them wrong by killing them

Keep your five mics nigga, give me the 'caine
We don't care about accolades or recognition, we just want drugs

Do the shit to clean my money dummies, gleamed the wrist out
We launder our money and wear expensive jewelry to show off our wealth

Cop the pist-al, nigga, talk shit now, uh
We have just acquired a new gun and dare our enemies to challenge us

Bling bling, it's a Bad Boy thing
We love flashy jewelry and consider it a part of our Bad Boy lifestyle

Bullets heat-seekin', streep sweepin', with an evil grin
Our bullets have a heat-seeking technology and sweep through the streets with deadly precision

Watch you die, one love, one life, one Shyne
We take pleasure in watching our enemies die and value our own lives and reputation above everything else

Y'all niggaz ain't sayin nothin', like a mime
Other rappers are not saying anything of significance and are as silent as mimes

Every line, I live it, I write it with a pencil so niggas die
The words in my music are not just lyrics, they represent my actual violent lifestyle

Of lead poison if they bite it, hate it but recite it
Biting my lyrics (copying them) is dangerous and could lead to violence; I don't care if people hate my music as long as they're talking about it

It's a G thang, me and Puff in St. Bart's set it off
We are both gangsters and we cause trouble even on vacation in luxurious places like St. Bart's

Bitches walkin topless with G-strings, menage'
Women walk around naked and engage in group sex with us

Bust shots at your crew, another charge
We are quick to shoot at our enemies and don't care about the legal consequences

As the gulf stream fly through the fog
We travel in luxury private jets through all weather conditions

Make ya popular
We commit crimes to gain fame and notoriety

Pockets filled with more high notes than the opera
We have lots of money in our pockets, more than even the wealthiest opera-goers

Franklin's on top of the, Jackson's
We have hundred dollar bills stacked on top of twenty dollar bills

My nigga Ty leave you tired
Our friend Ty will exhaust and intimidate our enemies

Bad Boy, respect it or die, coward
Our gang is notorious and respected, and anyone who disrespects us will face death

Man a Bad Boy on the corner
We hang out and control the streets like true Bad Boys

So move from on here, cause we a dangerous
We warn bystanders to leave the area because we are extremely dangerous