Bad Newz lyrics Lyrics

song lyrics Bad Newz lyrics (*talking*) Yeah-yeah, the brat-bull huh For real-for real, for real-for real [Hook - 4x] I m bad news, (bad news) I m bad news, (he bad news) [Big Tuck] I m bad news, to you motherfucking fakes (it s the Hurricane Tuck), and I m tearing up the state Keep it real for my niggaz, but I m in for them snakes And they hate cause I m great, and the mic s that I break Money that I make, keep these broads in a daze (and I rumble in the club), like I m fresh out a cage Put the lock on the K, so you best to behave (you don t want it with me boy), cause I m wild with this gauge [Hook - 8x] [Big Tuck] It s Big T-U-C-K (who), T-U-C-K I ain t playing wit ya, (playing wit ya) I ain t playing wit ya, (he ain t playing wit ya) I ain t playing wit ya, (playing wit ya) I ain t playing wit ya, (he ain t playing wit ya) When you see me in the club, it s bad news Come out creased up, from my cap to my shoes Represent the money, but he finna get abused All these diamonds, they don t think I m playing by the rules We got teeth that really bling, jack-up some bezeltynes Glocks with scopes and beams, foreigns and everything Bigger than dinosaurs, scar ya and leave you sore Slugs that hurt like pores, why just because [Hook - 8x] [Big Tuck] I m so raw so street, so off the chain Jump on the track, and go head up with a freight train Thanks to the Marines, I m a killer but well trained Fight for green, like a mascot for Notre Dame I m so sick with it, you don t like it deal with it You want it go and get it, now fire come and get it You fin s to meet your maker, the lyrical undertaker C-4 pass detonator, bad news to a hater Then leave the hook, the crowd done jam Got a pineapple bomb, under the seat in the slab I ll give you a skeet taste, but you ll die from a dab When it s crunk on your hands, it s bad news you have [Hook - 12x] Bad news...he bad news Bad news...he bad news song lyrics