ترانه:
Bad Books Texas

B Nigga it's the big Southern rap impresario Comin' straight up out the black barrio Makes a mill' up off a sorry hoe Then sit back and peep my scenario Oops, my bad

I was born in a Texas land, To a texacattle woman and a Red River man. Named after my daddy, They taught me right from wrong. Taught me to be honest as

looked easy in Utah But he had a temper as bad as his looks His high divin' twist was the worst ever you saw But all that you took was one for the book

B Nigga it's the big Southern rap impresario Comin' straight up out the black barrio Makes a mill' up off a sorry hoe Then sit back and peep my scenario Oops, my bad

Female Voice: (Chorus) Dope deal gone bad (dope deal gone bad) Drug related homicide (drug related homicide) Them X pills wasnt real ( them X pills wasnt

When I'm in motion it's just like the flow of the ocean The weight of the words swerve and curve My style flexes bigger than the state of Texas Quick

I Go Away They Cuff A Money In My Book For Me Georgia Wanted (Georgia Wanted) Murder Wanted (Murder Wanted) Catch Me If You Can I'm In Cali Homie (Cali Homie) Houston Texas

And it's not funny like on TV and it's not smart like it is in books And I wonder, yeah, I wonder how the world keeps spinnin' around Where's a boy with bad

it's the - big Southern rap impresario Comin straight up out the black bar-rio Makes a mill' up off a sorry hoe Then sit back and peep my sce-nawr-e-oh Oops, my bad