Bah Dah Bing, Bah Dah Boom

歌詞

See I'm superstar, smoke cigars, pullin' on scores in stolen cars Rock belows, fold your cars, playin' the game, betta know the odds Blow the dice, roll the dice, mandatory pokin' nights Deadlier than a cobra's bite, dese young guns look sold to life Hold the mics, drunk on lonely nights, whip with me like motorbikes Shit, I know people who smoke to Christ, bleed for less See they meet a poltergiest, these punks ain't got nuttin' on me Back rap cats frontin' on me, smoke po cats tryin' to run with me Givin' raise stone point, sittin' under a tree Recognize bitch shake to the beat, if you think you can fuck with me Flippin' this shit like 1, 2, 3, armed an dangerous emcee Cruise to the hood in an MPV, all eyes on that MVP All blue eyes on BET, four letter words on MTV Forty gold chains worth seven g's, live on stage with a desert eag Any CEO that has ever breathed, approached JoJo with a set keyes But I stay cool like ten degrees, lock shit down like Genovese Keep a close look on my enemies, and keep a in bat in the trunk to bend your knees [Hook] Ba da bing ba da boom, sing to the tomb When the king's in the room, makin' you bounce Ba da bing ba da boom, when the king's in the room Sing to the tomb, lockin' it down Ba da bing ba da boom, sing to the tomb When the king's in the room, makin' you bounce Ba da bing ba da boom, when the king's in the room Sing to the tomb My advice for you, don't fuck around I'm as strife as you, guineas in the cut take life from you (Blah, Blah) Broad day like takin' life from you Ain't no love for the likes of you Doin' this here is like ridin' on a bicycle Listen up playboy I'm too nice for you Run back and tell who writes for you Was shoppin' in the muthafuckin' Nice-a-Doo Lay back always sittin' for my heist to pull Pull the heat to your chain, no ice for you I see you in ICU, betta cop your biscuit Grab your crucifix and kiss it, this hit is wicked Anybody wanna one way ticket, throwin' darts at me You might risk it, check this here Ain't nothin' but vets in here You against me is less than fair Who the fuck you impressin' here Chop that ass like electric chair It's more than you want then lets declare I'ma send my condets in there Make a mess in there, teach you a lesson there Do what I'm stressin' here, when you speakin' my name Use extra care, touch my chain a berreta flare Turn a handshake to a death affair Without one breath of air, you restin' there Let it be known, ain't nothin' present here This is my zone you be steppin' in I 'member that you served till your chest appears [Hook] I make big dough up in the rap game (Ba da bing ba da boom) We make moves out in these streets (Ba da bing ba da boom) Now JoJo bangin' all them girls, huh (Ba da bing ba da boom) Hows he be killin' all these beats (Ba da bing ba da boom) Yo, yo, I pull a dart with yo name on it Pimpin' JoJo? Nah I put the game on it A track with me, be got you be slain on it Huh, sunny side up when I sang on it South Shores stuck and we slang on it Push your head till them neighbors won't bang on it While muthafuckas try to step but he ain't want it Knock it down with them hottest sound flames on it Straight up buy slaughtered tracks, with torture raps Doors and slacks, and bedorin hats Cool jean teams spinnin' off the wax Back and forth and forth and back Walk with that, I ain't soft with that It's natural for assholes snortin' crack Yeah, you gon' push me off the map Like I won't torch your cap and torch the gat Pellegrino story, there's more than that Great world, CR you can call it that Wanna be Italians, get off of that Or get hit across the back with a baseball bat This is real life ever thought of that 1999 can't afford to slack Wanna face shit, kid I'm tired of that Ba da bing ba da boom, baby holla back [Hook x2]