Bad
    (专辑: Snoop Dogg Presents Death Row Summer 2022 - 2022)
    
    (Hit-Boy)  Check it out  Everybody got a 
third eye, right?  So when you don't take heed, you feel the 
fall of your instinct  Things can go bad  So bad, you might find yourself in a 
hole you can't dig your way out of   Buzzing at the 
honeycomb, money on the 
mental  Ski mask, gloves, two choppas and a 
pistol  Outside dark like boss niggas thinking  We hit war, strike, leave soft niggas leaking  Speaking on vicks on the 
list for the 
laydown  How much the 
worth, plus dirt where they stay now  Hustle gets whoever, we ain't caring 'bout the 
odds  Move with precision, and catch 'em by suprise   Ride for this money, yeah, we gotta run it smooth  Scoping niggas, hope to win it, sliding on this move  Stupid ammunition for this mission, it's a 
groove  If everybody play they part, then can't none of us lose  Scooped up, then maced up, tape in this canister  Heavy construction, we swing with the 
hammer   Knock down, my blood think we all saddled up  Double check weapons, prepare for the 
rush  Don't nobody bust 'less it's absolutely needed  All the 
last means left to get to the 
precedence  Snatch niggas seeds and laugh at they pleading  Block every option 'til cash is relinquished   Dashed out the 
tilt with my hands on the 
stick  Piled in the G 
ride, mashed to the 
lick  Headed 'cross the 
city on the 
backstreets crawling  Clicked it off safety as soon as I 
saw him  Two body guards rotating by the 
entrance  Slid up quick, got straight to my business  Doors flew open, the 
time slow motion  The 
young nigga with us let his eyes start smoking   Blood stayed soaking as the 
people stood frozen  Wrecks in the 
open just to shit, we was hopeless  Secure the 
location, secure, then we maced 'em  Snatched up the 
boss, to the 
back where I 
take 'em   Fool, cooperation, you fucking with some gangstas  Tell us where the 
safe, or it's murder in the 
making  Money all ya life now, I'ma do it right now  Playing games, motherfucka, I'ma blow your lights out   Wait 'for you stretch 'em, cuz get the 
message  We bank to the 
safe, scrape stacks full of cheddar  Duffle bags stuffed with the 
jewels and the 
product  Creeping out the 
crib and the 
pigs just pop up   As soon as a 
nigga got close to the 
bag  Reached out for it and his hopes got dashed  Everything swept up, gone in a 
flash  One false move and the 
shit went bad, damn   Can I 
get a 
witness?  Eastside niggas with the 
business