Baka Not Nice My Town Lyrics

[Verse 1: Baka Not Nice]
f*cked up my bail, living in jail
Know I'm in hell, living in jail
I will not tell, they said I'd tell, I know the deal (Ayy)
f*ck my CO, f*ck my PO
They sniffin' blow
f*ck my CO, f*ck my PO (Trap, trap, trap, trap, trap, trap, trap)
They sniffin' blow

[Chorus: Baka Not Nice]
Mr. Bad Man, put your gun down (Woo)
Mr. Bad Man, this is my town (Rah)
Mr. Bad Man, put your gun down
Mr. Bad Man (Yeah), this is my town (Ugh)

[Verse 2: Baka Not Nice]
You ain't reppin' for the squad, you ain't gang, nigga
You ain't bang for your squad, you ain't gang, nigga
Where you reppin'? Where you stayin'?
Who you claimin', nigga? (f*ck nigga)
Sold your soul for some fame, nigga (Blap, blap, blap)
You a fronter, you a stunner, you ain't even got no gunners
You want beef, you want war, you ain't even got no lawyers
I stay fresh to the death, niggas know I'll pop some collars
That's your girl, she see me, all this ice, she tryna holla
I keep the Js, they on me, yeah (Yeah)
I slapped your brains in the street, yeah
I play the game, it ain't free, yeah (Woo)
I got a .40, it's on me

[Chorus: Baka Not Nice]
Mr. Bad Man, put your gun down (Woo)
Mr. Bad Man, this is my town
Mr. Bad Man, put your gun down (Rah)
Mr. Bad Man, this is my town (Yeah) [Verse 3: Giggs & Baka Not Nice]
Big MAC (MAC)
Big machine (Machine)
Big machine (Machine)
Pig smashing (Yeah)
Pig smashing (Yeah)
Pig smashing (Ha, ha)
Big bag, big cash in
Few money earners, come through with the burners (Burners)
I come through with the mad man (Mad man)
There'll be too many murders (Yeah)
I been watching the whole rap game
I got too many nervous (Nervous)
I roll over the gerbils
I came through in a German
Mr. Bad man, Mr. Bad Man
I'm with Not Nice, man a bad man (Bad)
Just like that (Yeah, yeah)
Just like that (Like that)
Gangsta party, just like Pac
Friends, who's a foe?
Woah, who's my bro? (Bro)
Go to the show (Yeah)
No, you's a ho (Ho)
What's that?
What's that?
There's no texting, no WhatsApps

[Chorus: Baka Not Nice]
Mr. Bad Man, put your gun down
Mr. Bad Man, this is my town
Mr. Bad Man, put your gun down
Mr. Bad Man, this is my town

[Refrain]
I keep the Js, they on me (Yeah)
I slapped your brains in the street (Yeah)
I play the game, it ain't free
I got a .40, it's on me

[Chorus]
Mr. Bad Man, put your gun down (Ah)
Mr. Bad Man, this is my town (Yeah)
Mr. Bad Man, put your gun down
Mr. Bad Man, this is my town