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letra de billy bad ass - suga t

[intro:]
little bad -ss billy
billy bad -ss

[verse 1:]
i knew a boy named billy that he thought he was cool
thought he was too d-mn cool to take his -ss to school
but little did he know, it would have paid in the end
he had to be the cl-ss clown to keep up with his friends
at least he thought they was his friends – he thought they was down
til when it came down to it, they turned the nina around
billy bad -ss couldn’t go out like a punk
everywhere he went, he had his strap in his trunk
strapped, tapped, ready to pump
drove a old-school chevy with tremendous b-mp
he had a name in the dope game
thought it was the only way that he could claim his fame
he was down for me, he’d be down for you
down for everyone in his whole crew
his mind kind of lagged as far as being black
we already got enough folks on our backs
the po-pos, the white folks
every other race, mayne – it ain’t no joke
he seemed to be real, he thought his game was true
all you had to say was boo and he would act a fool

[hook:]
billy bad -ss
he thought he had game
but he was lame
he was lame to the game

billy bad -ss
he thought he had game
but he was lame
he was h-lla lame

[verse 2:]
i remember the days when the party was on
if it wasn’t a party, he would make it go on
he didn’t give a d-mn if the party was buck
he’d come to the thing doing that old-school stunt
that jealous thing, it never failed, you see
instead of sticking together, he made it a gangster party
he’d seen someone that owed him years ago
bust some undercover things and n-gg-s thought it was over
i thought to myself, why it gotta be like this?
by the end of my thought, he was h-lla p-ssed
instead of letting it go, as far as dude being black
he was full of liquor and his senses h-lla lagged
billy wasn’t satisfied unless he cleared his name
a gangsta–ss n-gg-, thought he had game but he was lame
next thing you know, i heard a pop goes the weasel
bad -ss billy sold his bad -ss soul

[hook]

[verse 3:]
billy didn’t believe that that be this greasy
and to kill a black brother was way too easy
he made it easy on the po-pos – that’s another dead n-gg-
from a fool showing his teeth and quick to pull the trigger
he had to learn the hard way, now he’s long behind bars
reminiscing and feeling dumb for some d-mn murder charge
think twice before you air; black folks, stay strong
let’s stick together and come up or it won’t be long
until we end our own race, and that’s by selling our soul
killing our brothers and sisters just to have control
we must wake up or we’ll never see the light
we have our freedom so we don’t have to fight
we don’t have to worry about the kkk
they stay out blacks’ way so we can make their day
they love to read in the paper of blacks killing blacks
all i’m saying to my brothers and sisters is:
“be black and stay black”

[hook]

- suga t

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