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Pop Smoke — Bad Boys feat. Obasi Jackson

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  • Artist: Pop Smoke
  • Song name: Bad Boys
  • Featuring: Obasi Jackson
  • Genre: Hip-hop/Rap
  • Released: 2022

The multi-talented rapper & song writer Pop Smoke dishes out this wonderful studio single titled “Bad Boys” which serve as one of his rated song and we made the track available for free download here on our website.

On this project, Pop Smoke collaborated with Obasi Jackson who contributed a lot in the music project with cool verses.

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Pop Smoke — Bad Boys feat. Obasi Jackson Lyrics

Song by Pop Smoke
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Ah, rr, ayy, ayy, ayy, woo
Grrt, bah, lemme see some
When the goin’ gets tough, the tough gets goin’ (the tough gets goin’, yeah)
Opps in the streets, get shot by police, I’m tellin’ a dead man’s story (ooh)
So much trouble out there, the way that they playin’ not fair (fair, yeah)
We’re doin’ what it takes just to survive (to survive)
Bad boys (bad boys)
Bad boys (I’m bad)
Bad boys
Bad boys (bad, bad)
Bad boys (bad)
Bad boys
Look, this Glock up on me holds 6-0 (0)
Have ’em dancin’ like Calypso (‘So)
I’m a big belly Woo, boy
My stomach look like a hippo (‘po)
Tell the bottle girls, “Shake it” (shake it)
Bring the bottles of Belaire (Belaire)
Oh, we can’t smoke in the spot (nah)
Still put my gas in the air (still put the gas in the air)
Nigga, I’m from the Floss where we get the money (ah)
That’s on the gang, I don’t care what you do (nah)
Get to the breesh, takin’ your malls
Where I’m from, you gotta stack like a Jew
I’m the big woo, I got guns in the coupe
Talk out your mind, you get robbed for your jewels
No, you ain’t gang, I’m big 092
When you walk in the spot, nigga, you better “Woo” (woo)
When the goin’ gets tough, the tough gets goin’ (the tough gets goin’, yeah)
Opps in the streets, get shot by police, I’m tellin’ a dead man’s story (ooh)
So much trouble out there, the way that they playin’ not fair (fair, yeah)
We’re doin’ what it takes just to survive (to survive)
Bad boys (bad boys)
Bad boys (I’m bad)
Bad boys
Bad boys (bad, bad)
Bad boys (bad)
Bad boys
Not for the politickin’ or discussion, brodie gon’ rush ’em
Send shots to his chest, now his chest got buttons
You said it’s my problem, my nigga, start dumpin’
Tryna live righteous
We done came up, now niggas don’t like us
Shake up the room
I ride for my brothers, man got the heart of a lion
The streets never loved nobody
Ain’t lookin’ too good but it’s hot like the tropics
They shoot you for dead
Look at the coroner, count all the bodies
Yes, we’re fightin’ to survive
We ain’t fuckin’ with you
When the goin’ gets tough, the tough gets goin’ (the tough gets goin’, yeah)
Opps in the streets, get shot by police, I’m tellin’ a dead man’s story (ooh)
So much trouble out there, the way that they playin’ not fair (fair, yeah)
We’re doin’ what it takes just to survive (to survive)
Bad boys (bad boys)
Bad boys (I’m bad)
Bad boys
Bad boys (bad, bad)
Bad boys (bad)
Bad boys

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