Bad ass yella boy

Just a lil' bad ass yellow boy You crazy because my baby ain't Just a lil' bad ass yellow boy When I was young I wasn't nothin' bout trouble Just a lil' bad ass yellow boy You crazy because my baby ain't Just a lil' bad ass yellow boy When I was young I wasn't nothin' bout trouble. Causin' my trouble seven days a week Mami couldn't find a nice neighbor just to watch me Them people round the corner talkin' bout I'm just to wild Grownups on my back bout they can never change my style Ya said at a young age a nigga couldn't fuck I'm peepin' out the girlie's up the block to get my dick sucked Now I'm a hit the rope for three days that's the word Call my aunti will you watch him he ain't workin' on my nerves So I'm stuck with my mama bout to jet straight out of town I was waitin' on a greyhound so you know I had to clown Yes I'm array array oh it's late time to catch some z's Greyhound number seven all you heard was quiet please Just diggin' around the luggage hopin' I can find a gangster gun boy get out of shit suck my dick I'm havin' fun But all my life I wonder if a nigga just behave they said. Now I reached double figures and I'm at the age of twelve You can never beat my talent so bitch don't tell me to go to hell I'm just a young and hard menace drivin' everything in site If you got a lil' bet tell that sucker I want a bite I went to cargo loofa with the polo and the jeans Couldn't be no fuckin' hoe you had to strap to see this dick Much trouble mo trouble that's all a lil' one know It will never ever stop me and that's another thing I know For all my life I always wonder what it meant to behave they said. A nigga is much older they got someone to content me But I like just like that while respect you know I'm kickin' it It was ruff back in the days I learned my fuckin' lesson I went to jail as a juvie I caught with smith and wesson Now have you heard that sayin' it'll be greater later I know that sayin' true because I got mannie on the turn table I had to stop bein' a clown had to turn my life around Signed with cash money you know the u is never goin' down Still causin' trouble but this time it's done the right way Rippin' the fuckin' mic up all you suckers better make way I'm mad as a muthafucker in this bitch to win it My pockets is gettin' bigger and this only the begin' All my life I wonder what it was to behave they said. Compartilhar no Facebook Compartilhar no Twitter.

As long as rap has existed in New Orleans, rappers have both borne witness to and been victimized by violence and institutional injustice. They also saw their city surrender to cyclical violence that throttled the overworked, underfunded, sometimes malfeasant and frequently inert authorities. Many have become stars. For some of the dead, a combination of appalling policing, limited local press and a lack of internet served to obscure the facts of their demise.

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