Bad News Lyrics

Stack bundles
Farrock
Desert storm

Stack bun's in the game (bad news)
Far rock in the game (bad news)
Rrs in the game (bad news)
Squad up (bad news)

Stack bun's in the game (bad news)
Far rock in the game (bad news)
Rrs in the game (bad news)

I'm not somethin you use to, the rap boy george is here
Grey slr with the doors in air
Understand when the rock in here
That squad up got the whole game shook like rocking chairs
It's exactly who u thought it would be
American me with two four-fives like a quarter to three
I send chiks across da border to re
Still playin with water tryna stretch it come holla at me
For that scratch I'll peel your potato
I ain't running with the G-unit but I fucks with Yayo
I know you heard about the gorgeous one serving em base
From the land of father Mc and third base
Son I'm taking em back to days of Illmatic
Reebok blacktops when feins was called addicts
Stuck with my bad habbits
Same ol' white tee
Rainbow diamonds I'm Italian icey
Notorious son I'm far from a chump
Let the tech twenty-two play machine gun funk
I'm exactly what the game was missing
These lames is pissin
Me off
You could blame Clue for this one
Way before this rap shit I was wild
On my grind
Sold more purple pills than Em and D12
See him in V-12's
Gettin detailled
While y'all playing with Washington's like Denzel
Know niggas don't really wanna see me do my thing
Old school hair bone
Got the throwback bling
Now y'all calling me the throwback king
I latin the Air one's to match with the throwback kings
See I'm eatin
White tee mustard ketchup stains
Pardon me that's just my chain
Got canaries all over the front
And the rubbies got the virgin looking like it's dat time of the month (Stop playing)

Stop playin you lil cockmouth fuckers
The game is over
Stack bundles (I'm here now)
Farrock America (Desert Storm)