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shyheim - real bad boys lyrics

chorus:

screw on the silencers, screw on the silencers
’cause real bad boys movin’ silence
screw on the sliencers, screw on the silencers
’cause real bad boys movin’ silence

verse one: shyheim

i stash b-tterflie knives and 45’s in ma garments
f-ck n-gg-, i take a p-ssy god quick
peep ma stee in the streets where respected
like the rectomatic dime back to the method, zee
bomb on heads like what kid
i keep em on slow mo son i’m the champion at one on one
i make it death fun when i killed ya
i take a power driller and drill it right through ya liver
ha, ha, ha,
i’m ruthless possesed by the devil
f-ck fire part i’m on a hole nother level
tha mess tablets make ya mind flick
ma murdarous styles, i kid make female groupies lickin’ ya d-ck
word to ma mother i put this on tour wicked
the first that fakin’ i relacin’ma dislocatin’
real n-gg-z do real things youknowhatimean ?
the first that fake the game so lincoln thrown in the fiend
killa kane where ya at ?
should he be packin gats, runnin, nah son it won’t be none a that
the clips who fat plus long, i love doin’wrong plus killin’copperz
favourite song
[f-ck tha police]

chorus: repeat 2x

verse two: shyheim

i rol with criminals, coldbl–dy murderers, drunk hustlaz, suburban
areas
i know ya heard of us
pick up and duck for ma n-gg-z in the bricks
bad boys, you snakes on the hucious tip
i brusk you sh-t quick phoney g’z won’t call
i mak it, happen like god test me if ya wanna die lord
i wear black to keep ma i.d. on the low
i’m all about makin’ dough at the fast time fo
f-ck shootin’ up sh-t that only makes the spot hot
and we don’t need the booshaa, blast the blood clot!!!
say word! word iz bond [ word iz bond!!!!]
load tha gats up son ’cause once again it’s on
n-gg-z must be thinkin’ that i’m sweet a somethin’
i ain’t frontin, want you live, i murder someone!!
ha, ha, ha,
f-ck y’all crab n-gg-z
bring it to me
word up

- shyheim lyrics

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