Bad Boy in the house for the ‘95
Big shout out to my man Mel Smith, my man Don Cee San in the house, 
whats up Michelle Ray, whats up boo?

Verse One:
Sick of mama screaming that “Get a job, [bad word] 
Pressed to the limit, got to rob me a [bad word] 
Simple and plain, my man scooped me in a hooptie
Wispered in his ear “This is what we got to do, G”
Got to bang a [bad word] and bang a [bad word] good
So I can cop a Benz and drive the [bad word] out the hood
Cause baby-mama screaming “Your daughter 12 months”
Can’t live life slinging rocks and smoking blunts
Hanging wit the niggas dont pay the bills
And being broke at thirty give a [bad word] the chills
So what we got to do is creep 
when we see a sweet vic
Did you see that [bad word] 
< [bad word] yeah, I seen that [bad word] gt;

Columbian Dominican, yeah whateva
Whoever he was, he had it tucked under the leather
Two keys,
20 G’s,
 [bad word] please,
blew his brains out cause witnesses we don’t leave

 [bad word] 
On the road to riches and diamond rings
Real niggas do real things
Hanging wit the [bad word] is the song I sing
Real niggas do real things

On the road to riches and diamond rings
Real niggas do real things
Hanging wit the [bad word] is the song I sing
Real niggas do real things

Verse Two:
After mad blunts and gin we had the plan made
I bought my wifey a crib and bought the mafia an arcade
mad games, pool tables, and candy
a little extra trick'n loot [bad word] handy
check it, got on some '95 [bad word] 
sold the 5 bought the 6 
Del vet copped the lex, we was set
Neno had work all in the projects
niggas slingin o's he kept the profit
no one could stop it
we was livin' it up
all the y young [bad word] stressin, 
givin'it up
same [bad word] suckin' [bad word] 
tryin their best to threw me
said the niggas i killed is out to kill me
Soon as she smoked on that note
I saw trenchcoats
One had a mac spittin, 
all I saw was gun smoke
The other had a shottie,
I was shootin everybody
And I wasn’t missing
Had to get out this position
Niggas still hitting
Feelin hot ones in my back
Licked six shots, smoked a [bad word] wit the mac
The [bad word] wit the shottie still busting
cussing, maricon's and [bad word] #39;s
all i'm tryna do is shoot ya
Two shots in [bad word] 
Booh-yeah
Blew his [bad word] out
Then I passed out (passed out, passed out)

 [bad word] 
On the road to the riches and diamond rings
Real niggas do real things
Hanging wit the niggas is the song I sing
Real niggas do real things

On the road to the riches and diamond rings
Real niggas do real things
Hanging wit the niggas is the song I sing
Real niggas do real things

Bad Boy in the house, for the ‘95 peace
Real niggas, aight

Yo, check it
Call Lil' Cease
Tell that muh' [bad word] to bring me some muh' [bad word] weed for this hospital
Man [bad word] that
Tell that reporter to go pick up ten thousand from Dez
and go take about like twenty G's from Gino
Tell that muh' [bad word] get this [bad word] next door up out of here
 [bad word] be snorin all night I can't sleep
Call that big butt nurse with the long hair [bad word] suck my [bad word] 

Verse Three:
The doctor said I need about 3 weeks of recovery
But the nurses is lovin me
Saying the best part of the day is my half
Feeding me breakfast and giving me a sponge bath
Niggas say I died dead in the streets
 [bad word]  Im getting high getting head on the beach
Chillin’
Sitting on about half a million
With all my niggas,
All my guns,
All my women
Next two years, I should see about a billion
All for the love of [bad word] dealin
Got no love for the other side,
 [bad word] them tricks
Any repurcussion, 
Junior M.A.F.I.A. spit clips
All the time
Big Poppa kick the raw rhyme
raw flows
And thats how it goes

 [bad word] 
On the road to riches and diamond rings
Real niggas do real things
Hanging wit the niggas is the so