) Bad boys, get outta town, yeah Ya got to leave ya 'hind Bad boys, you'd better get outta town Now they were runnin' like rats Bad boys, get outta town
Traducció: Del Tercer Món. Sal de Ciutat.
about time, second base wisdom rhyme Hittin' strong, skipped third base and headed home Third baseman just don't understand baby what the bomb What the fuck wrong, with this world
I got to go My job takes me outta town, all expense paid Wakin' up with a hangover two thousand miles away Is seems easy weed, women and wine Four hours of sleep is all you get
/ he gotta get him a bachelors wear a suit and tie/ go to seminary/ by then all of his boys will die/ Jesus came to invade culture outta Nazareth and
rouge pushin dem quarters All the way to shreveport to muthafuckin mississippi Oklahoma, back to kansas city 5th wheel grill, niggaz comin down Fools gettin killed if they from outta town
spot so he runnin with buck keep tryna play The Game, and u 'gon get fucked i heard diss after diss, lil nigga you suck like yo baby mama, in the third
word around town is that I took the crown Best in the world pound for pound Been around this place and I will astound So c'mon everybody let's all get
phoney You'll get capped with colonial force that of a cannon Examinin the compact disc to start rammin' To put the diagram in effect and get fly On immature
midst of the calm, the witty [Method Man] Yo yo get the fuck up Yo yeah I said it, get the fuck up Walk through Shaolin after dark, you get stuck up
re on my tail I get so aggravated when I get off the phone And get the third degree I'm really feelin' frustrated Why don't you take a pill and put a
phoney You'll get capped with colonial force that of a cannon Examinin the compact disc to start rammin' To put the diagram in effect and get fly On
He gotta get him a bachelors wear a suit and tie Go to seminary By then all of his boys will die Jesus came to invade culture outta nazereth and used
I look both ways Cop says okay, my tint smoke gray No way, people leave without handin' me my chips Got plans to get my land and my 6 People outta town
the calm, the witty [Method Man] Yo yo get the fuck up Yo yeah I said it, get the fuck up Walk through Shaolin after dark, you get stuck up Seek and
wake up mad, I'd swear we're sad Bills pilin' up, I got laid off But I gotta let these knuckle-heads know I ain't soft So get rid outta the smiles, learnt
type incarceration Makin' cash illegal, connects the faculties Found the calories with salaries dealin' to rich people Starvin' like a third world nation
