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akon - bad man walkin lyrics

(feat. team invasion)

this goes out to them clowns
talkin bout they got the block locked down
sewin up the compound
only u if knew how my squad get down
you think you met a bad man walkin
you aint met a bad man till you walked up on me
hit you with the glock 2 times
f-ckin up my show shoe shine
once you drop down
see n-gg-s aint got no dough
fakin like they wanna be loco
i see you jakin my jewels
i aint the one you want to stand next to
you think you met a bad man walkin
you aint met a bad man till you walked up on me
its an invasion
dont give a f-ck black red caucasian

yo yo between u and i
theres a truth no lie
you gon die 4 the fact that hood rules apply
i hold my ruger high
b4 i shoot the sky
shoot your alla shoot your father
haze got me super high
my team movin pies
my team move and rise
clutchin on 45s
f-ck with us its suicide
cuz u get crucified
green got us flyin g-fulls
commercial time we use to fly
i dare u to try
to test the evil genius
we got a crew and i
we a bunch of trigger squeezers
they call us n-gg- bleeders
we make n-gg-s bleed
we cant get at you
sh-t we kidnap your seed
and thats a hood rule
so beef in my streets
with my heat
aint no tellin what i could do
who write the crook rules
this is for the mixtapes in the streets
n-gg- makin shook moves

i aint gonna tell you no lie
see them hood rules do apply
‘f you choose not to abide
guarantee youll see a grown man cry
you think you met a bad man walkin
you aint met a bad man till you walked up on me
u think you been slidin
way more grief than the n-gg- bin laden
cuz we on the block all day
some crooks some movin that ye
gotta get that pay
stick up kids tryin to stomp that brake
you think seen a bad man walkin
you aint met a bad man till you walked up on me
keep a double loose on here
you dont do that dance
keep it under that sand

i got my nose in the hood like c-ke on the table
go against my rule get a slug in your naval
even my brother can get it true like can enable
times are hard and the rich still do
so by any means n-gg- your -ss is expendable
hoes aint a friend to me theyre just my enemy
i only got love for dollar bills and hennesse
most n-gg-s aint worthy of a slug or knife
so i pistol whip them dudes the blunt trauma
with the chrome laama
i learnt a lot from the mo’ dramas
the game of life is more like blood-sport
thats why a lotta n-gg-s gon died on the court
rule 73 keep your gun oily clean
just to be the last man standin at the crime scene
heart beatin crazy cold sweatin cuz u made it
now make ya escape with the toast and the cake

you met a bad man walkin
you aint met a bad man till you walked up on me
its an invasion
dont give a f-ck black red caucasian

- akon lyrics

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