B-Eazy: Da’ Bad Boy

[HOOK: Radical & B-Eazy]
Say Eazy, are you a bad boy?
Yeah, I'm a bad boy
I play the game & I never get caught

Yeah B-Eazy, you a bad boy
Yeah, I'm a bad boy
Fuck tha laws, I play the way that I was taught, baby!
[2X]

Say Eazy, are you a bad boy?

[VERSE 1: B-Eazy]
Yes I am, make it quite clear
There's a new Outlaw in town
And this is my year!
Listen up & get the fuck up out of my chair
Watch kind of chilly
A reminder that my time's near
Yeah, and I sense you kind of scared
Well you ought to be, cuz I keep my artillery right here
Yeah, I'm well aware of all the fight stares
Game so tight, I could pull them 2 dimes right there
Right were?
Them sexy dimes sipping Belvedere
Standing right next to them dikes
In white Nike Airs
With that light-brown hair, tell her come here
I ain't fronting
Let me whisper sweet somethings in your ear
My mission is to give you what you been missing
Cause your man tripping
Give him the 50 yard fakeout
Let's end up somewhere missing
Listen baby, here's the program
Grab your coat from the coat man
And fuck your plans
We bout to go, damn!

[HOOK: Radical & B-Eazy]
Say Eazy, are you a bad boy?
Yeah, I'm a bad boy
I play the game & I never get caught

Yeah B-Eazy, you a bad boy
Yeah, I'm a bad boy
Fuck tha laws, I play the way that I was taught, baby!
[2X]

[VERSE 2: B-Eazy]
Best believe, I will fuck your wife!
Leave it up to me, she's getting fucked tonight!
Cause you didn't fuck her right
That's what she tells me when we hug at night
No kidding! Make sure that the rubber's tight
To let no kids in, that's forbidden!
Until we sign them papers, maybe later
But for now, no children!
I give her that feeling
Cream filling like a nut?
Nah, nigga... I be feeling on her butt?
Until it's time to beat it up!
I'll leave it up to your man, understand
So he can eat it up
My mess, he can clean it up
Evidence? Didn't leave enough
Yeah, she sucked it all up, yup!

[HOOK: Radical & B-Eazy]
Say Eazy, are you a bad boy?
Yeah, I'm a bad boy
I play the game & I never get caught

Yeah B-Eazy, you a bad boy
Yeah, I'm a bad boy
Fuck tha laws, I play the way that I was taught, baby!
[2X]

[VERSE 3: B-Eazy]
Man, somebody get Diddy on the line
And tell 'em it's an artist in Dallas he need to sign
I got me city locked, plus my fitted cocked
I might Diddy bop, but for now I run Hip Hop
I keep some white friends, cause you know the Black Rob
Shit, I might out-shine Shyne, no wax job
I love to Puff on trees, that sticky-icky
Plus I know the popo's follow B, but that's no Biggie!
No big weight on me
Just that .38 on me
Pastor Mason told me
"Shit, you gotta keep the Faith, homie!"
You know I'm still hard to the core like Kim & them
Other rappers, they still a bore & I ain't feeling them
I'm still sweet to the ladies, like cinnamon
Wait, they at the door? Well, please send 'em in!
Baby my patience is thin, I won't tell you twice
Or else, you must pay like you weigh like Kelly Price!

[HOOK: Radical & B-Eazy]
Say Eazy, are you a bad boy?
Yeah, I'm a bad boy
I play the game & I never get caught

Yeah B-Eazy, you a bad boy
Yeah, I'm a bad boy
Fuck tha laws, I play the way that I was taught, baby!
[2X]