Letras:
2 Live Crew Bad A B H

: [Pimp C:] One with a trigger, two with a bat Three big brothers, fo' - wanna squab with me So I guess a brother gotta throw Tell 'em like this, ya

2 times dag nab it lemme hurta, a hater hurter, on a mission I gots to come down, knocked off a politician knocked off a judge, knocked off a lawer now

to 'em like WHOA! Cease-a-Lee bad with a phone like WHOA! My four-four blow silently like WHOA! Cock it back, squeeze one more time like WHOA! You wanna be B

.U.C.-M.O.B., the same crew Five pound VS1's, done came blue In my ear lobes fist, wrists and chain too Dog I know a hundred thangs, that a dame do Let

know I keep the thing when I'm watching the dialect Different from the slang of my talk Baby still living got a crack in front of another bad bitch that

m a suspect Young ass nigga bangin' barely coppin' quarters If money wasn't a issue man I wouldn't pop at, rollers A cold day a cold week a cold year well The thoughts of a

Aiyyo shit goes down Time to throw down show up this a showdown So down low now I'm low down Hold down the fort now wit a fo' pound blow down ya whole

papes on mine, Mr. D.A., someone to lace ya dime And tell P.H. that the camera job, come on, that's a waste of mine Cuz I got my girl Curry, live in D

know I keep the thing when I'm watching the dialect Different from the slang of my talk Baby still living got a crack in front of another bad bitch that