Tonalidad: A minor
Verse 1
G#m
Bad boys, bad boys,
A#
A#m
whatcha gonna do?
G#m
Whatcha gonna do when
A#m
they come for you?
B
G#m
Bad boys, bad boys,
B
G#m
whatcha gonna do?
Whatcha gonna do when they come
C#m
G#m
B
G#m
for you?
I'm going up, leap out the window,
hear the fence in the backyard
Cause my
C#m
Nike
Air
G#m
Jordans don't mess around
with the force
Now I'm ghost, I'm hitting them nines,
stomp down the block
I can hop like a rabbit when
it comes to the pigs, dig
B
I'm from the east side,
A#m
play up the old town
G#m
You slept when you had me,
A#m
and now you want me, but I'm gone now
A#m
Flash
G, leapin' like
Carl
Lewis -y
G#m
B
But I can still hear the
A#m
OPDs walkie -talkie
G#m
B
A#m
And now they let the dogs loose
G#m
I ain't feelin' like
Bruce
B
A#m
Willis, but I'm a bad guy
Here comes the birdseye
C#
B
That's who I am, whatever I am
G#m
I'm thinkin' damn, I'm on the run
B
A#m
So that shouldn't stop a man
G#m
B
I'm thinkin' of freedom,
A#m
that's all I ever need and want
G#m
A#m
I broke into houses, knocked a woman,
G#m
gave her fifty bucks
C#m
This ain't enough
C#
A#m
Here's a hundred, please put me under
That's not enough
B
A#m
I said, here, take down my bank number
B
G#m
And put me under tuck like a blanket I'm hiding on
C#
my knees in the basement steady praying
C#m
Please
A#m
G#m
God, ever would you save me?
You probably can't,
my life's been hell since a baby
B
G#m
Maybe I need to go down and
do about 110 years in prison
While devils keep wishing,
C#m
A#m
while I keep on thinking of awesome master plans
G#m
They open the doors, they send in the dogs
to where they think I might have ran
But no tracks can be found,
no trails on the ground
C#m
G#m
I'm still stuck,
but I'll be worse if I was handcuffed
It's been an hour and a half
and they still ain't called me
Give it up,
go have a donut and some coffee
You lost
G, conversate about me at the station
The next time you be runnin' up,
A#m
G#m
the next time I be waitin'
C#m
C#
I'm a bad boy, bad boy
A#m
What
I'ma do?
G#m
B
Take one to the glass chin and be
A#m
out on your piggy fill
G#m
Sticks and stones will
never break my bones
But a billy club, what is that?
C#m
C#
Whatever it takes,
A#m
G#m
I travel blocks with no socks
B
Just to get the hell away from the car
A#m
G#m
Okay, now me bein' hot, I'm like
I'll stub the flick up your bick
I'm the front, me tell names
Oh, never
No pinto tattoo over here, bruh, bruh
You sucka
The unstoppable,
B
that's why they call me the
A#m
B -A -D -B -O -Y
G#m
That's how I try to be,
A#m
so no one can defeat me
C#m
C#
You got to understand the
A#m
G#m
way of the life we live
B
A#m
I don't forget, it's never forgive
G#m
B
I just break off a piece of me,
G#m
P -O -I -S -O -N
B
Hand it to you and make it
A#m
shake and then shiver then
C#m
C#
I got you frightened like
A#m
Krypton, I had the
G#m
Superman
B
I planned it like this,
A#m
I'm a bad son of a bitch
G#m
Freeze,
B
A#m
Deedee, you're un der arrest for
G#m
B
making lyrically brain -damaging substance
A#m
C#m
And under suspension of fleeing from my
C#
A#m
officers and making my officers look bad
G#m
B
Take three steps to the back of the seat of the car,
slowly
A#m
B
One, two, pew!
G#m
Hey, don't give them three,
I'm in the tree and like a birdie
I'm
C#m
F -R -E -E, make the call
A#m
G#m
I see my folks over there
They tryin' to warn a brother,
but now knowin' I'm in the air, I swear
B
G#m
Things is gettin'
deeper than what I thought
Been ridin' for two hours and I
still ain't been caught
C#
It's not my fault,
A#m
some body spilled the salt
G#m
Took a 20 bill from the po -po,
now that ass was bald
They comin' my way,
C#m
I'm talkin' about that they smell me
They hear me, they feel
G#m
me, but can't see me
Suck my wee -wee,
C#m
G#m
I'm out like a candlelight
Out your tree, over the fence,
through the woods, in the hood
A#m
I'm feelin' safer throughout the races
G#m
I need to hit
A#m
Sandra's up for a little bit of
Alhambra
C#m
C#
A#m
My throat is dry, I pray to
God in the sky
G#m
B
I'm a bad boy to others,
A#
I'm a bad guy
A#m
G#m
Stakes and stones will
never break my bones
But I barely clobbered,
is that understood?
Whatever it takes,
I travel blocks with no socks
Just to get the hell away from the cops
B
A#m
As I knock on the wood door, who is it?
It's me, me who,
G#m
D .D., the
A#m
Pimp
OG
C#m
C#
Let me in, I'm out of wind
A#m
G#m
I'm being chased by the other race,
B
the foots and blue suits
A#m
G#m
And the big boots, no way, no how,
whatever would you catch me?
B
I'm known to be a jackrabbit,
A#m
nickname is
G#m
Bugs
C#m
C#
Who was the character who
A#m
G#m
pointed an index finger at me?
Let me pay a visit,
B
A#m
watch me pop up in the kitchen
G#m
A#m
He's missing, cause I'm a fool at that
G#m
B
I can have a selling crack,
A#m
G#m
or have on the track
I'm a
C#m
C#
Mack, but I'm not even
A#m
G#m
trippin' off a po -po
I'm solo,
B
A#m
without the gat I'm still throwin' polo
G#m
So say bro,
I know the fatty is lookin' for me
But homie, I'm comin' from the streets,
I ain't no dummy
C#
A#m
I'm a bad boy, bad boy
But
G#m
I'ma do who?
Take one to the glass,
and then be out on your peggy -fo
B
G#m
Snakes and stones will nev
er break my bones
But I barely clobbered,
is that understood?
C#
A#m
Whatever it takes,
G#m
I travel blocks with no socks
Just to get the hell away from the cops
C#m
Stakes and stones would never break my bones for the billy club,
but is that understood?
G#m
Whatever it takes,
I travel blocks with no socks
C#m
Just to get the hell away from the cops
G#m
Stakes and stones would never break my bones for the billy club,
A#m
G#m
but is that understood?
C#m
C#
Whatever it takes,
A#m
I travel blocks with no socks
G#m
Just to get the hell away from
B
A#
the mother of cops
They gotta get up out of there on them
motherfuckin' po -po's,
Motherfucker gotta get his mail on,
that's what I'm talkin' about, huh?
You niggas sick over there in the old blunt.
Ay, it's goin' down like
that for the 1994.
You got your boy
JT, the bigger figure,
producin' that shit, man.
Lettin' that shit be known.
Straight up out the motherfuckin' mold,
man.
G#m
I got my boys
Drew down in the house,
B
man, and it's goin' down for real, though.
G#m
Finna go double platinum on you fools,
C#m
man, for the 9 -4 season.
Ayy, man, what's up with that shit,
puh?
B
A#
Nigga, don't hide it, divide it
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