[Intro: Tony Montana from Scarface (1983)]
You're all a bunch of fuckin' assholes
You know why? You don’t have the guts to be what you wanna be
You need people like me
You need people like me so you can point your fuckin' fingers and say, "That's the bad guy"
So, what that make you? Good? You’re not good
You just know how to hide, how to lie
Me? I don’t have that problem
[Chorus: Juelz Santana]
Uh, say hello to the bad guys
Feds takin' pictures, hope they got my good side (Yeah)
The price of life's gettin' cheaper And I'm just gettin' richer, lil' nigga (Lil' Nigga)
Nigga talkin' static, I hear feedback, eat that
Niggas lame and they rejects, I see that (I see that)
Believe that (Believe that)
Shotty bounce, body count
28 bodies found, killin' niggas by the ounce (Ooooh)
[Verse 1: Juelz Santana]
Niggas get killed tryna play tough (Yep)
Niggas get killed tryna play us (Yep)
Wassup? Don't be a fuckin' dumb dumb (Dumb)
I get your whole clique hit for a lump sum (Bow!)
Uh, brought guns to the knife war (Yeah)
Fuck a nigga tryna fight for (Naw)
When that sawed off could knock your jaw off (Heh)
Don't make my young boys knock yours off (Whooo!)
I know niggas that'll shoot you then go to your funeral (Yeah)
I know niggas that'll kill you then pay for a mural (Yeah)
Just to stand in front of it and take a picture wit'chu (Damn)
Shit, you niggas accident murderers
Got professionals, make it look like a accident, murderers (Murderers)
Then I got my reckless murderers
Dropped a gun, cops come, they go gon' tell 'em they murdered ya (Tell 'em)
Harlem's new Bumpy Johnson, protecting my empire, uh, Nucky Thompson
You're all a bunch of fuckin' assholes
You know why? You don’t have the guts to be what you wanna be
You need people like me
You need people like me so you can point your fuckin' fingers and say, "That's the bad guy"
So, what that make you? Good? You’re not good
You just know how to hide, how to lie
Me? I don’t have that problem
[Chorus: Juelz Santana]
Uh, say hello to the bad guys
Feds takin' pictures, hope they got my good side (Yeah)
The price of life's gettin' cheaper And I'm just gettin' richer, lil' nigga (Lil' Nigga)
Nigga talkin' static, I hear feedback, eat that
Niggas lame and they rejects, I see that (I see that)
Believe that (Believe that)
Shotty bounce, body count
28 bodies found, killin' niggas by the ounce (Ooooh)
[Verse 1: Juelz Santana]
Niggas get killed tryna play tough (Yep)
Niggas get killed tryna play us (Yep)
Wassup? Don't be a fuckin' dumb dumb (Dumb)
I get your whole clique hit for a lump sum (Bow!)
Uh, brought guns to the knife war (Yeah)
Fuck a nigga tryna fight for (Naw)
When that sawed off could knock your jaw off (Heh)
Don't make my young boys knock yours off (Whooo!)
I know niggas that'll shoot you then go to your funeral (Yeah)
I know niggas that'll kill you then pay for a mural (Yeah)
Just to stand in front of it and take a picture wit'chu (Damn)
Shit, you niggas accident murderers
Got professionals, make it look like a accident, murderers (Murderers)
Then I got my reckless murderers
Dropped a gun, cops come, they go gon' tell 'em they murdered ya (Tell 'em)
Harlem's new Bumpy Johnson, protecting my empire, uh, Nucky Thompson
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