Dice Raw - Bad To The Bone Lyrics

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Hey yo Im bad to the bone with a style like Al Capone

But Im black like Corleone

My dress mentally disturbed

My benz pop but I curb puffing a bag of

The cops got a lot of questions they like to ask me

Cause I ride through philly lookin flashy

But my 20 lawyer smart so fat louie vuitton on her feet

and everything about me is throw back benzes

Like handling business

Still brain for tenses

My lifes bliss own stockbitches ...in my phone

Cast in the bigger numbers in the caiman

Im so talented I got it off from entertainment

But never fuck with a bitch thats got a

Lookout for a real queen thats what I am about

I write riddles I dont make it rain I stack

You see dumb niggers and I crack my pistols

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Im hundred shots coming at ya

Where is your t cups girls d cups

Rappers got you about the creeper

be killing shots like this is a fetus

Well make you dumb niggers think you can beat us

This shit you putting in your blunt must beat us

Well Ima let you next with a gun shot

And put a bucket on your head while Im on top

You girl pussy its just another side hustle

And I dont stress nothing nigger I apply muscle

in this everyday struggle time will tell

But for now Im doing real well

I sip champagne saint germaine slash your red wine

Right before I head line to tell the double you top floor bed time

The greatest rapper now yeah I must confess

Im underrated and Im alone

And coming for the throne and bad to the bone.

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