Bad Habits

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Ralo] Imma run it up till I can't no more Sell out the pack till it ain't no more I told my niggas we can't go broke I got some habbits I can't control I buy my bitch everything she wanting [?] money Baby you know that we came from nothing We did not go through that pain for nothing Mama ain't got no job Ain't gon let her get no job Soon as this shit get hard [?] robbed I promised my niggas [?] [?] See how they rocking the hurricane My niggas be fucking up everything [Chorus: Ralo] I put my bitch in designer I told my niggas I got 'em Niggas be asking for problems They gon be asking who shot him? I put my bitch in designer I told my niggas I got 'em Niggas be asking for problems They gon be asking who shot him? [Verse 2: Shy Glizzy] Some of my niggas, they Crippin Some of my niggas, they Bloods Some of my niggas, they muslem All of my niggas, they thuggin None of my niggas ain't tussling You play with them, get to busting Pussy ass niggas, can't touch them [?] I treat my bitch like [?] She say I'm her favorite [?] All of my partners got gualla Broke niggas, they make me [?] See Glizzy come through with the Lama I make your block shake like it's Harlem Glizzy [?] These niggas, they don't want no problems They don't wanna work, and it's [?] They just wanna sit on they ass Got [?] Bitch shut up, and go blow a bag [?] looking for [?] I got [?] right on the dash She wanted a nigga with class She wanted a nigga with swag [Chorus: Ralo] I put my bitch in designer I told my niggas I got 'em Niggas be asking for problems They gon be asking who shot him? I put my bitch in designer I told my niggas I got 'em Niggas be asking for problems They gon be asking who shot him? [Verse 3: Ralo] Never [?] We always gotta go and make it happen Even if we do not make it rapping I know that my niggas gon make it happen We in this shit forever Go through this shit together Fell off [?] the law Never got caught I don't know how I [?] [?] water I made my niggas my brothers We do not fuck with others We came from sleeping on air bags I see my lil brother [?] [?] gun on the floor The only time I ever called [?] [?] protect himself Who would've thought he'd kill himself? We used to [?] everyone else [?] [?] We ain't ask daddy for shit Never gon break down crying We just gon break down the bricks [Chorus: Ralo] I put my bitch in designer I told my niggas I got 'em Niggas be asking for problems They gon be asking who shot him? I put my bitch in designer I told my niggas I got 'em Niggas be asking for problems They gon be asking who shot him?