Bad Man (Smooth Criminal) (Explicit) - Polo G

Lyrics by：Taurus Bartlett/Larrance Dopson/Anthony Jermaine White/Khaled Rohaim/Michael Jackson

Composed by：Taurus Bartlett/Larrance Dopson/Anthony Jermaine White/Khaled Rohaim/Michael Jackson

Lil Capalot b***h ha

Smooth criminal Mike Jack

And I still like to tote a 45 like Mike back

Pull that TEC out just to make a statement

He gon' need a body bag or a night sack

He a b***h he'll fold under pressure

I can tell from his posture man he ain't really like that

Mama told me "I don't care if you scared

Go in for the kill if they try you better fight back"

We'll beat his a*s if he try to throw the folks up

What's all that s**t you was sayin' like you was so tough

They gon' have to carry your mans if he approach us

Creepin' in that glizzy'll blam when we get close up

Rich-a*s gangster my gun match the color of my car

Any sudden movement and this b***h go "Fah fah"

Bet I have him huggin' Allah

I'm the G.O.A.T. I'm a thug I'm a star

Youngin' tryna clear a crowd with the heat

When you ridin' better keep a 40 cal' by the seat

He was bangin' wrong 'til they found him deceased

It's a whole lot of evil roamin' 'round in the streets uh

So you better look both ways make your soul shake

Demons standin' in the doorway

Tell me Annie are you okay

Screamin' out "No way"

Tell me Annie are you okay

Still on that bulls**t MJ

Really one of the hottest and I never dropped a mixtape

All my life had to risk-take

But if they come and try me 40 kickin' 'til my wrist break

Let anybody in this b***h play

I'ma have my C's leave his a*s in the ground with a stiff face

Where I'm from all the killers turn hood legend

And they known through them blocks like Dikembe

Totin' on something bigger than The Great Khali

Thirty shots'll knock him down like Muhammad Ali

Do the race scratch off in a Trackhawk Jeep

Catch him lackin' then it's R.I.P. b***h

Youngin' tryna clear a crowd with the heat

When you ridin' better keep a 40 cal' by the seat

He was bangin' wrong 'til they found him deceased

It's a whole lot of evil roamin' 'round in the streets uh

So you better look both ways make your soul shake

Demons standin' in the doorway

Tell me Annie are you okay

Screamin' out "No way"

Tell me Annie are you okay