M.C. Spice the Legend - Badman Chief Lyrics

Yeah, uh huh
Yeah, uh huh

You know my name up in these streets yo, peace, yo
Keep it a gee, when you're speakin' on me
Now dig it, I heard em say that cat ain't really certified, yo
Now back up off the Jim, y'all, for I get the Jimstall
I don't be tip-toein' thru the tulips
Put my money where my two lips be at, react
Easy
When they be talkin' greasy
They ain't gotta know I'm comin' when I'm comin', but I'm comin' tho
Bringin' them receipts, diggin' in 'em like soccer cleats
Bruce Leroy? Bruce Leroy? Negro, please, drop to your knees
Bow down, I'm the King, Godfather, and the boss
Numero uno, yeah I'm the one to bet on, you know
Who the eff I be, Def, I be
That cat that the ladies waterfallin', Left-Eye, b

Badman Chief, me a bad man chief
Badman Chief, me a box you in yo teet
Badman Chief, me a bad man chief
Badman Chief, me a box you in yo teet, mon

I ain't The Game or Snoop, but I'm snoopin' in the game
Like I came to steal somethin', Came to get a meal, son
I'm OG round here
And ain't nobody eatin' less they feedin' me round here, yeah
Peace to my brother Wes, rest in peace, bro
I'm in the West and the East, yo
Bicoastal, can't be seen with bifocals
Bi bros jealous, so they call me local Yocal
Don't know I'm loco, stay ready to loc, yo
Go for broke yo, never talkin' to no po-po
Uh oh! Sak passe, ya know me
Papa play, no games with no lames
Switch lanes, switched up on 'em when I passed 'em
Bangin' on the beast, no peace to the devil, bash 'em
Skin brown, Beantown, black king
Scuse me while I straighten up my crown

Badman Chief, me a bad man chief
Badman Chief, me a box you in yo teet
Badman Chief, me a bad man chief
Badman Chief, me a box you in yo teet, mon

Roxbury 0-2-1-1-9
Tote two, not one nine, yo do not come find
Out bout me, best to know, 'cuz knowin' is half the fact yo
I got them youngin' at my back, yo
Poppin' up, poppin' off at yo' back doe
And yo front doe, this ain't what you want yo, don't front yo
I be slayin' 'em, layin' 'em down, lyrically
Please don't make the figuratively; literally
When dealin' with me, keep ya cool, b
Don't be a fool b, 'cuz I'ma take ya to school, b
I'm on my Kevin Hart, I'ma make you smart
Ya gon learn today, I'ma burn away
All that fat up in yo top lip, I get
Physical like Olivia Newton, chew ya like fig newtons
Me, I ain't from Newton, not like Oprah, not a spook, and
Rep the bury hard son, whoops, put up yo guard, son

Badman Chief, me a bad man chief
Badman Chief, me a box you in yo teet
Badman Chief, me a bad man chief
Badman Chief, me a box you in yo teet, mon