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Bad News

de Real Bad Man

Where we at?
Shit, real bad man
Bo Jack
Let's get it

One's for the money, two's for the show
Three for the foreign with them blues for the low
Third time was the charm, hit 'em two in a row
One love to my niggas, chuck a deuce for my bros
Second time around, only a few niggas know

Shot him three times, either you a friend or a foe
Three strikes and you out, pour a deuce in a one-liter sprite
Two stouts, three fours of the juice
Droppin' trays in the two-liter, one-deep in the two-seater
Countin' up pros in the coupe, answer on the third ring

You second in line, I'm first string
Fightin' two counts of first degree murder at thirteen (thirteen)
Shootouts is similar to a two-drink minimum
My nigga tre pounds sendin' double shots
Still that same one nigga posted, love to hug the block
Tryna double up on sixth and hubble, hit a triple double (triple double)

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