Yeah
Yurr
Yeah
Big Mouth Bad Night
Yeah
Big Mouth Bad Night
I told them boys don't bring a knife to a gunfight
Them boys ain't listen
Getting saucy on the block wit Shananay women
In a minivan Remy in hand bumping some jams
On some southern shit everyone repeat you understand
Joe's from the block Roy was his man
Fifty grand even had the hood tatted on his hand
Roy's baby mamma was just chilling in the van
Wasn't drinking cause she pregnant
About a couple weeks in but she want to hit the blunt
Tracy said naw that's her very best friend
Joe want to hit her up
He heard she was a bucket do it anyway you want
Nasty as she want to be even took it in the butt
Joe didn't give a f*ck he just want to get a nut
Feeling real good about the lick he pulled
He trying to stunting fronted hard like he God on God
Cut a nigga up and left another with a scar
Now he feeling like a star after buying up the bar
Roy told him calm down only made the nigga frown
He screaming around town how the lick went down
Said he caught them niggas slipping on the other side of town.
But them other niggas shooters they don't really play around
Last nigga tried had them niggas laid down
And they f*ck with Tracy hard grew up on the same block
Was the little nigga Chuni f*cked with her baby pops'
Even helped her out with food when that nigga got locked
So they all up in the spot she texting he talking
He trying to spit game like you sexy when you walking
And Lil' Chuni thinking this nigga is a caucus yeah
Tracy texted her girl like it's bout to go down
It's bout to be gun show my niggas bout to show out
So girl I'm bout to blow out and you should do the same
And if you do not then at least you better duck down
Then she ran down the block
After that you heard a click clack pop pop around the block
After that you heard a click clack pop pop pop around the block
Then you heard four more before it stopped
Then somebody called the cops but them niggas been sped off
Roy got hit man they knocked that nigga head off
Hit baby moms' in the the leg
Hit Joe like twice but he walking and breathing the same
To be continued my man
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English
Yeah
Yurr
Yeah
Big Mouth Bad Night
Yeah
Big Mouth Bad Night
I told them boys don't bring a knife to a gunfight
Them boys ain't listen
Getting saucy on the block wit Shananay women
In a minivan Remy in hand bumping some jams
On some southern shit everyone repeat you understand
Joe's from the block Roy was his man
Fifty grand even had the hood tatted on his hand
Roy's baby mamma was just chilling in the van
Wasn't drinking cause she pregnant
About a couple weeks in but she want to hit the blunt
Tracy said naw that's her very best friend
Joe want to hit her up
He heard she was a bucket do it anyway you want
Nasty as she want to be even took it in the butt
Joe didn't give a f*ck he just want to get a nut
Feeling real good about the lick he pulled
He trying to stunting fronted hard like he God on God
Cut a nigga up and left another with a scar
Now he feeling like a star after buying up the bar
Roy told him calm down only made the nigga frown
He screaming around town how the lick went down
Said he caught them niggas slipping on the other side of town.
But them other niggas shooters they don't really play around
Last nigga tried had them niggas laid down
And they f*ck with Tracy hard grew up on the same block
Was the little nigga Chuni f*cked with her baby pops'
Even helped her out with food when that nigga got locked
So they all up in the spot she texting he talking
He trying to spit game like you sexy when you walking
And Lil' Chuni thinking this nigga is a caucus yeah
Tracy texted her girl like it's bout to go down
It's bout to be gun show my niggas bout to show out
So girl I'm bout to blow out and you should do the same
And if you do not then at least you better duck down
Then she ran down the block
After that you heard a click clack pop pop around the block
After that you heard a click clack pop pop pop around the block
Then you heard four more before it stopped
Then somebody called the cops but them niggas been sped off
Roy got hit man they knocked that nigga head off
Hit baby moms' in the the leg
Hit Joe like twice but he walking and breathing the same
To be continued my man
Yurr
Yeah
Big Mouth Bad Night
Yeah
Big Mouth Bad Night
I told them boys don't bring a knife to a gunfight
Them boys ain't listen
Getting saucy on the block wit Shananay women
In a minivan Remy in hand bumping some jams
On some southern shit everyone repeat you understand
Joe's from the block Roy was his man
Fifty grand even had the hood tatted on his hand
Roy's baby mamma was just chilling in the van
Wasn't drinking cause she pregnant
About a couple weeks in but she want to hit the blunt
Tracy said naw that's her very best friend
Joe want to hit her up
He heard she was a bucket do it anyway you want
Nasty as she want to be even took it in the butt
Joe didn't give a f*ck he just want to get a nut
Feeling real good about the lick he pulled
He trying to stunting fronted hard like he God on God
Cut a nigga up and left another with a scar
Now he feeling like a star after buying up the bar
Roy told him calm down only made the nigga frown
He screaming around town how the lick went down
Said he caught them niggas slipping on the other side of town.
But them other niggas shooters they don't really play around
Last nigga tried had them niggas laid down
And they f*ck with Tracy hard grew up on the same block
Was the little nigga Chuni f*cked with her baby pops'
Even helped her out with food when that nigga got locked
So they all up in the spot she texting he talking
He trying to spit game like you sexy when you walking
And Lil' Chuni thinking this nigga is a caucus yeah
Tracy texted her girl like it's bout to go down
It's bout to be gun show my niggas bout to show out
So girl I'm bout to blow out and you should do the same
And if you do not then at least you better duck down
Then she ran down the block
After that you heard a click clack pop pop around the block
After that you heard a click clack pop pop pop around the block
Then you heard four more before it stopped
Then somebody called the cops but them niggas been sped off
Roy got hit man they knocked that nigga head off
Hit baby moms' in the the leg
Hit Joe like twice but he walking and breathing the same
To be continued my man
Writer: Terrence Dean
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