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Bad Azz

Genres: Hip-Hop

Wrong Idea Lyrics - Bad Azz

Whassup nephew? Sittin' here choppin' game, my nigga Bad Azz 

Niggaz get the misconception of us 'cause we so cold at what we do 

But I really wanna let niggaz know what's happenin' though 

You feel me? 

 

Now I don't want anybody to get the wrong idea about me 

I don't have nothin' to hide, I want the world to see 

I'm a gangsta, gangsta, gangsta niggaz do your dance 

C-Walk, C-Walk homey, yeah, gangsta bitches wave yo' hands 

 

See me, I'm 'bout my money my paper I'm 'bout my dollars 

Poppin' collars with this mac and this slack and these two revolvers 

See we smoke and go hoein' 'cause the bitch ain't never shit to me 

And pussy stay sellin' so I never let it get to me 

 

The shit to me is simple, it relies on credentials 

We credible individuals, ahead of you we original 

Better known as criminals, thuggin' off on the stereo 

Killin' 'em on the radio, some of them wanna hate me though 

 

Fuck 'em 'cause they can't see me doe and here we go again 

The jealousy took me over success, just keep you slower 

While you get nothin', we keep gettin' more 

Pump, pump the jam up, drop, drop the top 

Hit, hit the switch and smash down the block 

 

And oh yeah this Long Beach 

So you know when you see a nigga 

And don't never get the wrong idea nigga 

Yeah, nigga what? Holla at 'em 

 

Now I don't want anybody to get the wrong idea about me 

I don't have nothin' to hide, I want the world to see 

I'm a gangsta, gangsta, gangsta niggaz do your dance 

C-Walk, C-Walk homey, yeah, gangsta bitches wave yo' hands 

 

I keep my khakis creased, hat tilted to the East 

On a beach I remain the beast, none the least 

Police try to cuff me and stuff me in the back 

Of they patrol car 'cause I'm a former parole star 

 

With the cool name, this nigga here's a fool mayn 

Go on and do yo' thang, gang-bang 

In the hood and in Hollywood 

Record company executives think it's all to the good 

 

Get to showin' me around they house, then he slide me in the back 

And had the nerve to try to buy me out, check this out mayn 

I'm down with P, and D-R-E 

A real nigga from the motherfuckin' L.B.C. 

 

I just look like this, I stay down for the twist 

I'm real with this, deep as Abyss 

I gave you a pound, then I gave yo' wife a kiss 

I had to dip cause y'all was full of that bullshit 

 

Now I don't want anybody to get the wrong idea about me 

I don't have nothin' to hide, I want the world to see 

I'm a gangsta, gangsta, gangsta niggaz do your dance 

C-Walk, C-Walk homey, yeah, gangsta bitches wave yo' hands 

 

Now I don't want anybody to get the wrong idea about me 

I don't have nothin' to hide, I want the world to see 

I'm a gangsta, gangsta, gangsta niggaz do your dance 

C-Walk, C-Walk homey, yeah, gangsta bitches wave yo' hands 

 

Now I don't want anybody to get the wrong idea about me 

I don't have nothin' to hide, I want the world to see 

I'm a gangsta, gangsta, gangsta niggaz do your dance 

C-Walk, C-Walk homey, yeah, gangsta bitches wave yo' hands 

 

They're going to shoot, they're going to shoot 

They're going to shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot 

All my little homeys, I want to see you come home like me 

 

I want to see you come home like me, help me see 

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