作曲 : R. Davis/Xavier Dotson
(feat. Black Magic) [Intro] 
It's the bad guys 
Say hello to the bad guys! 
Big Cat Records, 
Gucci, Black 
Magic [Chorus: repeat 2X] 
We the bad guys, and we play for the bad team 
We hauntin ya life like you just had a bad dream 
The bad guys... 
Just don't get on our bad side [Gucci Mane] 
I ****s with the 
AR, I ****s with the 
AK You ****in with 
Gucci, you gon' have a bad day 
They say I'm a mad guy, they call me the bad guy 
I tell ya like this just don't get on my bad side 
I come with that skreet ****, in love with this beef **** 
My diamonds ocean blue so they might get ya seasick 
I **** with the 
Glock 40, {?} shotty 
Plus when 
I aim then 
I aim for the upper body 
Ain't with that hoe ****, 
I'm smokin that 'dro **** 
You come with some mo' ****, you gon' get your throat slit 
Yeah this is that 
G ****, we call it a classic 
I have my ***** 
Magic put that ass in a casket 
And that there is real talk, you best have a fast walk 
Or else yo' ***** ass might get lined in the white chalk 
**** what you thank *****, **** what you thought ***** 
Wired for jaw, so yo' ass can't talk ***** [Chorus] [Gucci Mane] 
Is you a man *****? 
Is you a mouse *****? 
Have yo' ***** ass scared to come out the house ***** 
Gucci fear no man, so who is this 
Snowman? The word on the low is he really a hoe man 
***** stick to that trap ****, and stick to that rap **** 
You say you a gangster, but you never clapped **** 
If you wanna find me, take 
I-20 Flat 
Shoals Let's see if you can take this broomstick up your asshole 
Always gon' stand ground, never gon' back down 
I'm puttin my mack down, 
I'm layin the smack down 
See Gucci's a skreet *****, 
I stay on that skreet **** 
And I'm the wrong ***** that ya clique wanna beef with 
I keep the 9 close like the ***** that you sleep with 
And I'll bust a head but can you keep a secret? 
I'm smokin that kushie, you ****** is ***** 
I never been a killer but you pussies done pushed me [Chorus] [Black Magic] 
Now this the bad guy song, they put the bad guys on it 
So listen when you hear the two bad guys talkin 
I shoot straight, move weight, always in a new state 
Always givin fake names, cars got paper plates 
The bad guy, say hello to my little friend (say hello) 
My lil' friend got a hundred other lil' friends 
Now we the bad team, it's more than a bad dream 
Gucci and 
Black Magic now that's a bad scene 
Carbon 15's comin out, 
AK's comin out 
I'ma run the 
North, Gucci run the 
South Independent but we ballin like majors 
Them fruity ones got 'em all flavors 
I'm ****in with real ****** and players, killers and cutthroats 
And when I get a order homey somebody gettin smoked 
I'm no joke, catch the kid cookin up coke 
I got a blunt full of bubba kush, ***** come smoke with us [Chorus]