DO BADZ LYRICS – SHA GZ

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[Intro]
(Turn that up, Young Madz)
(Young Madz)
Like

[Chorus]
Druggie B, doing bad, n!gga stole from a fan
Why the fu*k you ain't giving no-
And you thought that was funny?
He got shot, but he still moving bummy
And that's the same n!gga that better run from me
He got shot, that s*it on a bunny
How you rob your fan for a couple of 20's?
Is you?- (Grahh, grahh)

[Verse 1]
Trooper n!ggas on DOA d!ck, yeah, they ain't even crip
And you fu*k with them n!ggas you shot
But ask Sally Blu, what happened right after that situation on my block?
And C Blu, you never did show, stop lying on Nas
Remember that day, it was right on the Rey
(??)
Like, n!gga, I'm tired of these n!ggas lying, like they know wassup
J Money, you know my body, that n!gga (??), got shot (Pu*sy)
Like what? Y'all n!ggas-
I had y'all n!ggas running down on 161
N!gga, I really do what I want
N!gga, If I catch (??), yeah he done

[Bridge]
(When I catch you Ricky, Ricky when I catch you Ricky)

[Verse 2]
Grahh, grahh
With this (??), (??) like the last one
Got a beam on a stick, (??)
I catch that lil' n!gga Crooklyn, or BMGUpperclass

Then n!ggas go in a casket
What the fu*k is y'all doing reacting?
Pu*sy, them n!ggas don't make it happen'
Sha EK did bad, he sold his watch
So I know these n!ggas be capping

[Bridge]
Turn me up (Suck my d!ck)
Grah, grah

[Verse 3]
What the fu*k do these lil' n!ggas do?
Free Kay Flock and I upped one too
When he come home, we gon' do him like DooWop
Notti died, he got me in that mood
In the party looking for the Goons
Like, OYK, we don't fu*k with them dudes
All the opps, (??) diss all my deads, brody gon' die with them too
Fun fact, n!gga shot with them too
Catch C Blu, we getting a drop at him too
Fu*k that, these n!ggas know what I do
B!tch, I up that, they better duck by the Goons
N!gga, DD Osama keep dissing, he never did s*it but just talk on the net
Word to my dead, next n!gga who talk on my name, gon' be the next n!gga who dead
This a message for all of the opps, n!ggas never outside when we slide through the Jet
All of my opps really broke and they don't got no money
I'm 'bout to put a bag on they head

[Chorus]
Druggie B, doing bad, n!gga stole from a fan
Why the fu*k you ain't giving no-
And you thought that was funny?
He got shot, but he still moving bummy
And that's the same n!gga that better run from me
He got shot, that s*it on a bunny
How you rob your fan for a couple of 20's?
Is you?- (Grahh, grahh)

[Outro]
Suck my d!ck, go get back n!gga
Fu*k is you talking 'bout, n!gga?
N!ggas is pu*sy, n!gga
N!ggas know what I do, man