Tom MacDonald - No Good Bastards (altyazı ve şarkı sözleri)
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Tom MacDonald - No Good Bastards (en) şarkı sözleri
by RentAnAdviser.com
I'm not big on fighting these days,
but I don't call the cops
And I'm not big on scrappin' lately;
when I start, I don't stop
I just need one more person
to hate me, talk that talk
One more problem might
make me kill them all
I'm a heartbreaker, ass kicker
I'm a hot trigger, nasty words
I got two fingers for ass kissers
I'm an asshole, dirtbag,
no good bastard
Look, it's no more Mr. Nice Guy,
so go ahead and get mad
I'll show you how easy I turn
a tough guy to a dead man
I ain't your buddy, buddy,
haters or obsessed fans
If we were buddies, trust, I crack
a Bud just like a red can
Bedpan full of piss and vinegar
Head scan said that I'm not
crazy, but I'm similar
Lеt's dance, lead hands, homie,
you gеt slept fast
Trust me, you're a midget,
I'm a monster, every slap
I throw's a finisher
Turn your ass into a crackhead,
you must love gettin' rocked
Take your door off with the
flathead and take everythin'
that you got, ayy whoa
Don't make me put in my purse,
we only Gucci on curbs
You think you bet I'm the worst
and your family to church, so
baby, don't get on my nerves
Like, I don't know 'bout these
hoes, all I know's how we go
We're non-stop, we'll reload if
you're talkin', I see ghosts
You groupie baby, I'm different,
think you know hell?
Well, I'll show you it
I was born in hell, Devil knows
me well, I returned with
a list like Moses did
I don't call for backup, keep
those comments to yourself
Bunch of cop callin' pussies, 'fraid
to handle shit themselves
We was raised by the wolves, we ain't
afraid to bleed, it helps
Sort the men from the boys, the
have-nots from the wealth
With God as my witness, I'll
leave you where you stand
If you flex, that's your death, we're
doin' more than throwin' hands
You better give me six feet when
I come through back the fuck up
Guaranteed to leave you bleeding if
you make me back this truck up
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