Sticky Fingaz - Bad Guy (feat. My Quan)

i learned at a early age whats important in life its a game,bet your money,dont get caught in that dice i had tony montana dreams of takin over getting rich mixing yae,wit dat baking soda theres 3 options get money,death or jail fuck college,my career wuz right there in those scales never personal,nah im a businessman cut off a nigga hand he come up short on a gram put your money where your mouth iz,ill take yo chips cuz if dont make dollars,den it dont make sense ask any nigga dat did dirt wit da god i used to work hard,robbing niggaz dat work hard so if youre slanging keys or slanging cds the more you sell,the more jealousy youre gonna see im olny good at doing drugs,sports and entertainment thats what i told the judge in court at my arainment chorus(x2) I sold everything from crack,to guns,to weed keep the heat between my boxers and my dongeries the whole business ran off supply and demand wit dis i had a whole hood inside my hand just taste it,swear your tongue be numb for a week but try to jerk it,swear yo azz be unda the sheet keep flipping it raw,keep sellin that weight till they,kick in the door,its the american way organized crime,infratated the force we above the law,thats cause we paying em off gave my debt to society,but wheres my change for when i went in,i came out worse or even the same its the game of life been like dis since the beginning who could get the most cars,collect the best women you cant judge nobody cause its all essense whoever die wit the most money in the end when chorus(x2) (chorus) if nothin good is wrong then i dont want to be right and if we got to knock a block or two then thats just fine call me the bad guy(the bad guy) i got to have mine(got to have mine) if nothin good is wrong i dont wanna be right