Key: A minor•
Verse 1
B
Bm
whatcha gonna do?
C
Am
Bad boys, bad boys,
C
Am
whatcha gonna do?
Whatcha gonna do when they come
Dm
Am
C
Am
for you?
I'm going up, leap out the window,
hear the fence in the backyard
Cause my
Dm
Nike
Air
with the force
Now I'm ghost, I'm hitting them nines,
stomp down the block
I can hop like a rabbit when
it comes to the pigs, dig
Bm
Flash
G, leapin' like
Carl
Lewis -y
Am
C
But I can still hear the
Am
C
Bm
And now they let the dogs loose
Bruce
C
Bm
Willis, but I'm a bad guy
Here comes the birdseye
D
C
That's who I am, whatever I am
C
Bm
So that shouldn't stop a man
Am
C
I'm thinkin' of freedom,
Am
Bm
I broke into houses, knocked a woman,
D
Bm
Here's a hundred, please put me under
That's not enough
C
Bm
I said, here, take down my bank number
C
Am
And put me under tuck like a blanket I'm hiding on
Dm
Please
Bm
Am
God, ever would you save me?
You probably can't,
my life's been hell since a baby
C
Am
Maybe I need to go down and
do about 110 years in prison
While devils keep wishing,
Dm
Bm
while I keep on thinking of awesome master plans
Am
They open the doors, they send in the dogs
to where they think I might have ran
But no tracks can be found,
no trails on the ground
Dm
Am
I'm still stuck,
but I'll be worse if I was handcuffed
It's been an hour and a half
and they still ain't called me
Give it up,
go have a donut and some coffee
You lost
G, conversate about me at the station
The next time you be runnin' up,
Bm
Am
the next time I be waitin'
Dm
D
I'm a bad boy, bad boy
Bm
What
I'ma do?
Am
C
Take one to the glass chin and be
never break my bones
But a billy club, what is that?
Dm
D
Whatever it takes,
Bm
Am
I travel blocks with no socks
Bm
Am
Okay, now me bein' hot, I'm like
I'll stub the flick up your bick
I'm the front, me tell names
Oh, never
No pinto tattoo over here, bruh, bruh
You sucka
The unstoppable,
Dm
D
You got to understand the
Bm
Am
way of the life we live
C
Bm
I don't forget, it's never forgive
Am
C
I just break off a piece of me,
Dm
D
I got you frightened like
Am
Superman
Am
Freeze,
C
Bm
Deedee, you're un der arrest for
Am
C
making lyrically brain -damaging substance
Bm
Dm
And under suspension of fleeing from my
D
Bm
officers and making my officers look bad
Am
C
Take three steps to the back of the seat of the car,
slowly
Bm
C
One, two, pew!
I'm in the tree and like a birdie
I'm
Bm
Am
I see my folks over there
They tryin' to warn a brother,
but now knowin' I'm in the air, I swear
C
Am
Things is gettin'
deeper than what I thought
Been ridin' for two hours and I
still ain't been caught
now that ass was bald
They comin' my way,
They hear me, they feel
Suck my wee -wee,
Dm
Am
I'm out like a candlelight
Out your tree, over the fence,
through the woods, in the hood
Alhambra
Dm
D
Bm
My throat is dry, I pray to
God in the sky
Am
C
I'm a bad boy to others,
Bm
Am
Stakes and stones will
never break my bones
But I barely clobbered,
is that understood?
Whatever it takes,
I travel blocks with no socks
Just to get the hell away from the cops
C
Bm
As I knock on the wood door, who is it?
It's me, me who,
Bm
Pimp
OG
Dm
D
Let me in, I'm out of wind
Bm
Am
I'm being chased by the other race,
Bm
Am
And the big boots, no way, no how,
whatever would you catch me?
Am
Bugs
Dm
D
Who was the character who
Bm
Am
pointed an index finger at me?
Let me pay a visit,
C
Bm
watch me pop up in the kitchen
Am
Bm
He's missing, cause I'm a fool at that
Am
C
I can have a selling crack,
Bm
Am
or have on the track
I'm a
Dm
D
Mack, but I'm not even
Bm
Am
trippin' off a po -po
I'm solo,
C
Bm
without the gat I'm still throwin' polo
I know the fatty is lookin' for me
But homie, I'm comin' from the streets,
I ain't no dummy
D
Bm
I'm a bad boy, bad boy
But
Take one to the glass,
and then be out on your peggy -fo
C
Am
Snakes and stones will nev
er break my bones
But I barely clobbered,
is that understood?
D
Bm
Whatever it takes,
Just to get the hell away from the cops
Dm
Stakes and stones would never break my bones for the billy club,
but is that understood?
I travel blocks with no socks
Am
Stakes and stones would never break my bones for the billy club,
Bm
Am
but is that understood?
Dm
D
Whatever it takes,
C
B
the mother of cops
They gotta get up out of there on them
motherfuckin' po -po's,
Motherfucker gotta get his mail on,
that's what I'm talkin' about, huh?
You niggas sick over there in the old blunt.
Ay, it's goin' down like
that for the 1994.
You got your boy
JT, the bigger figure,
producin' that shit, man.
Lettin' that shit be known.
Straight up out the motherfuckin' mold,
man.
Drew down in the house,
Ayy, man, what's up with that shit,
puh?
C
B
Nigga, don't hide it, divide it
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