(G-Dep) Really, Get smacked silly, you get smacked silly F**king with these niggas from the, what you gonna do When you ready, shit I was born ready, And I was all ready on fish and spaghetti Creep with the culture, rap I can coach ya, attack like a vulture If I said I get cha, wear it if it fit ya, y'all thirteen inches I see the big picture, if it's to get richer, I'd probably get wit ya If not burn it, get hot like a furnace Shoot the video, motherf**k city permits We own the city, on the phone with Diddy (*phone sounds*) Red bone pretty, when she get aroused like to suck her own titty Put it in the video Ya wanna holla got to follow nigga here we go Get you ticket, the train, don't miss it Won't reach out, and ya bet I won't visit Till my whole wardrobe is-it, now listen
(Chorus) (G-Dep & Black Rob (Puffy)) Make this money Take this money (Let's get it) Ain't no way you can take this from me (Let's get it) Ain't shit funny (uh) Shake it honey (Let's get it) Take it money Now let's get it (Let's get it)
(G-Dep) Creep with your people, though my shit is sweet and low it's no equal Front butch look, once I throw the hook you proceed to get cook With the game and the soldiers sit, When I came, the game that I owed you one Wide big Lincoln, why he died on the side for the stinking Watch the task force task for look Marlboro It's a big chance, big pants, Might guard him with my man's a type barber Better learn quick, cause my clique don't argue You ain't my crew, then who are you For we take off make sure that your seated Billboard read it believe it
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(G-Dep) Soul Controller, rap Itola, kids hate me when they older I put cracks by the stroller, registered voter, motherf**ker quota Give some baking soda and a quota
Man I flow straight up out the water, I'm break this game till it say out of order Who's the high scorer, then tear the floor up On the world tour with your whore out in Europe, head on the tour bus Do what them niggas them niggas in the drop thinks cooler All the five quarters, headline supporters, Hitting wives and daughters Brought a neck spray from Esate Lauders Call Puffy to order
(P-Diddy) Ayo, call me Diddy I run this city, Send the cops, the feds and D.A to come get me Cats wanna leave me for dead you coming with me Get head in the Bentley red at one fifty Straight lose it, love two things my money my music Might co-write and produce it Drop mine, hot 9 exclusive, got y'all hulking like Bruce did Deuce it, break backs and stacks it's no problem Make raps and tracks and go Harlem Get worldwide coverage, got so many spots I don't even buy luggage Ya love it Make moves major, hide out in Asia, If your girl keep coming around them I'm a blaze her I'm the Bad Boy flavor, light blue gators NOT GUILTY Plus I'm filthy C'mon
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(Black Rob (Puffy)) I be the east side Soprano, Rob Marciano Flow in each channel with the Iverson handle Forty-five sparks turn your day gray flannel Snatch the yay of the mantle, then proceed to dismantle Can't slay Rob, how many niggas done tried to play mob, Quit they day job Tired of putting broke niggas under the wing If I go to jail again I'm going under the bing Act like you gonna pull that thing thing You the only one that always get stuck for bling bling I represent eight blocks and Sing-Sing Almost caught a buck fifty for f**king with Latch in Killer Queens Moves for paper, moves no chaser Bullets out the blazer four-fifths with laser Come and get your shit splitted, newspapers say I did it (He ain't do it) Now let's get it (Let's get it)
Uh, uh-uh, (There's another one) What-what (And another one) This is the remix (There's another one) Ha ha I know it's not too ghetto (And another one, Bad Boy) I know it's not too ghetto Pedigree (Pedigree baby) I said I know it's not to ghetto Donaway (Faith, Faithfully, the remix) You better, check yourself respect yourself You better go for self because I flow for self
[Verse 1: Faith Evans] I'll tell you why there's no love, simply you're not cool enough For what we had between us, don't you know you lost my trust People ask me where you've been (Where you've been) And I tell them were just friends (Tell them we're just friends) Cause it's so obvious that it's never gonna work for us No no oh no (No)
[Chorus] Played with my emotions (Played) You gets no devotion (And you gets no love, gets no love) You can't get no love from me You can't even be my friend (Be my friend) And you gets no love again Whatever you do it will come back to you bitch (You gets no love from me)
[Verse 2: Faith Evans] Tell you why we can't hook up (You gets no love) Cause I had about enough (You gets no love) Hearin all the lies you tell (You gets no love) Boy I thought I knew you well People think that your my man (People think that your my man) They don't even understand (They don't even understand) Just because I let you get some that don't make you the one We ain't even in love (You know you played with my....)
[Chorus: Faith Evans] Played with my emotions You gets no devotion You gets no love, you can get no love from me You can't even be my friend (Can't be my frie
[Black Rob (P. Diddy)] Y'all ain't ready (The saga continues) Tootsie rolls (We still here) Yo, PD, Bad Boy, Alumni, BR
I had this bad bitch uptown, she was WHOA (THAT'S CRAZY) Almost had me pushing up daisies (THAT'S CRAZY) Ask a made nigga the keys to the crip (THAT'S CRAZY) Just came home from doing a bid (OH THAT'S CRAZY) Now how you ain't gon' change the locks? (OH THAT'S CRAZY) Didn't sit there and call the cops (OH THAT'S CRAZY) Got in bout the back door LIKE WHOA (OH THAT'S CRAZY) Hop in an Excursion with sixteen wheels (OH THAT'S CRAZY) Yeah you love it how we huggin' the curb (OH THAT'S CRAZY) Plus it's jumpin' off up in the spot (OH THAT'S CRAZY) Boobie cat, lapdance for kid (OH THAT'S CRAZY) Plus the spinal chick put in the bid (OH THAT'S CRAZY) Now the driver smoking chron' (OH THAT'S CRAZY) If he crash, then we all gone (OH THAT'S CRAZY) Fuck it, pump the sound to ten (OH THAT'S CRAZY) Catch BR on the cover of Spin (OH THAT'S CRAZY)
[Chorus] Man, it's alright, on tight Watch out, pushing on tonight, it's crazy Don't hold back, I'ma put it where it's suppose to be at And that's non-stop, party-hoppin', it's on
[P. Diddy] You had the nerve to say I had a gun (OH THAT'S CRAZY) Man for twelve years I had to run (OH THAT'S CRAZY) And ain't a threat on my family, dogg (THAT'S CRAZY) Courthouse got my name in the log (OH THAT'S CRAZY) And ain't my name Sean John? (OH THAT'S CRAZY) Or about the movie star chick on my arm (OH THAT'S CRAZY) Even had foul shit to say to my moms (OH THAT'S CRAZY) They even called the office to say it's a bomb (OH THAT'S CRAZY) But yet, I'm supposed to be so calm? (OH THAT'S CRAZY) Tavis Smiley, I killed him with the charm (OH THAT'S CRAZY) Yeah, looked like there wasn't nuttin' wrong (OH THAT'S CRAZY) That's how it is when you in the game so long (OH THAT'S CRAZY) Man, we been had the keys to the six (OH THAT'S CRAZY) From now on, it's no Puff, just Diddy (OH THAT'S CRAZY) Man, New York never looked so pretty (OH THAT'S CRAZY) Can't picture NY without no Diddy (OH THAT'S CRAZY), oh no!
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[G. Dep] Yo, how Dep ain't on, that's crazy (OH THAT'S CRAZY) Man, I wouldn't miss this if they paid me (OH THAT'S CRAZY) Come through, man, parkin' lot (OH THAT'S CRAZY) Fuck cops, we watch the block (OH THAT'S CRAZY) Yo, we hustle when them cameras is hittin' (OH THAT'S CRAZY) I did a bitch, still puttin' my bidness (OH THAT'S CRAZY) Shit, it's hard to get one red cent (OH THAT'S CRAZY) And they charging us high ass rent (OH THAT'S CRAZY) And now my back pocket starting to leak (OH THAT'S CRAZY) Somebody get this nigga something to eat (OH THAT'S CRAZY) I got a meal when I signed my deal (OH THAT'S CRAZY) Bunch of dreams, planes, and automobiles (OH THAT'S CRAZY) Now the bank don' sketched on my crib (OH THAT'S CRAZY) Now the boobies got a G-Dep fetish (OH THAT'S CRAZY) Thousand dollar honies givin' me leather (OH THAT'S CRAZY) Over-respect due to "Let's Get It" (OH THAT'S CRAZY)
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[Black Rob] Now the moral of the story is what? (THAT'S CRAZY) Exception, CO, doing the streets (THAT'S CRAZY) Some chicken won't even give me the digits (THAT'S CRAZY) Sure paper, slide off with them midgets (THAT'S CRAZY) Talk about the feds made you snitch (OH THAT'S CRAZY) How you gon' hate what made you rich? (OH THAT'S CRAZY) Life Stories, shit, it ain't goin' gold (OH THAT'S CRAZY) Man, we scanned two million of those (OH THAT'S CRAZY) Now you don't got Permanant Scars (OH THAT'S CRAZY) You know, bank or papi R (OH THAT'S CRAZY) Lights, camera, action, I'm a star (OH THAT'S CRAZY) Like yesterday, I broke a nigga's car (OH THAT'S CRAZY) Now sittin', endless cash (OH THAT'S CRAZY) Bad Boy, got the game in a smash (OH THAT'S CRAZY) Fuck around and put a foot in your ass (OH THAT'S CRAZY) See, I'm thirsty, still lookin' for cash (OH THAT'S CRAZY)
We got Artist of the Year rhyming in here Grammy nominations and platinum plus ain't nothing baby All night long, all night Yo, yo...You priceless You like diamonds and icey wrists We got chedda, I'm twice as rich Make you bite your lips, Jenny you know you like unless Nice and thick, if you ever leave me I'd slice my wrists Treat you like a bitch, never that We got beef where my niggas at Streets is where I'm living at
Cli-di-clack, that's the sounds of the Mini-Mack Where we at, uptown where it's really at Gimme that, I want the mansion, the yacht Advance on the spot, we can dance till we drop Let my hands slip a knot
Joe, you the Don Jenny, you the bomb Any man disrespect, good as gone
When I opened up my eyes today Felt the sun shining on my face It became so clear to me That everything is going my way I feel like there's no limit to what I can see Got rid of fears that were holding me My endless possibilities Has the whole world opened for me That's why I'm feeling good --
I'm feeling so good I knew that I would Been taking care of myself Like I should, 'cause not one thing Can bring me down Nothing in this world's Gonna turn me around
Now the day is turning into night And everything is still going right There's no way you can stop me this time Or break this spirit of mine, oh no Like the stars above I'm gonna shine Anything I want will be mine Tonight I'm gonna have a good time Call a few friends of mine 'Cause I'm loving life And tonight's for feeling good --
I'm feeling so good I knew that I would Been taking care of myself Like I should, 'cause not one thing Can bring me down Nothing in this world's Gonna turn me around
I'm feeling so good I knew that I would Been taking care of myself Like I should, 'cause not one thing Can bring me down Nothing in this world's Gonna turn me around
Boricua, that's you mamacita Puerto Rican diva, from La Isla Bonita Let me freak ya on the dance floor Lead your man off He's just trying to get your pants off
That's the last straw Pun, I ain't got a glass jaw Better run when you see me coming through the back door Crack smart, I give it all for my brother There's two things I don't share That's my money and my lover
I love honeys since the paradise for real Since Castle Hill Better scrap for real
Shut up your grill You know we never fight It's your world, girl Set it off right
I'm feeling so good I knew that I would Been taking care of myself Like I should, 'cause not one thing Can bring me down Nothing in this world's Gonna turn me around
I'm feelin' so Party on the night Everything is feelin' right DJ Party on the night Everything is feelin' right DJ World's gonna turn me round
I'm feeling so good I knew that I would Been taking care of myself Like I should, 'cause not one thing Can bring me down Nothing in this world's Gonna turn me around
I'm feeling so good I knew that I would Been taking care of myself Like I should, 'cause not one thing Can bring me down Nothing in this world's Gonna turn me around
I'm feeling so good I knew that I would Been taking care of myself Like I should, 'cause not one thing...
I am about to set the record straight (the world's famous) Its 99 man time to let them know man
Verse One: Yo aiyo yo yo Its kill or be killed My skillz leavin them chilled on ice Like twice when I flash my steel They can't touch Won't touch Never touch Driving around with the toastly whip, never bust Puffin dust like fiends I mean I want green ya shifty Cop the big eight fifty with the gleam My team Full of cut throats with enough notes to write a fuckin book Take a good fucking look at these bad guys Stay madd fly, madd high In the ford expidie and I don't expect to die On some humble shit I am on some rumble shit When it's on you should see the shit I come through with If you scared by dog release the four by fours I heard the fagot ass Don died and he shit in his draws On the streets black good like allstate ya all fake Just got paid but fuck it I want some more cake Ya faith, in my hand Now ya nervous man and drive my brains quick fast at ya service My brother Curtis squezze gats to celliums I make it where you can't escape the parra bedlums I tell some, live ya life like Puff did I did enough biz ask any body I am rough kid
Chorus: Black Rob We Are Black Rob uh-uh Black Rob We Are Black Rob uh-uh Black Rob We Are Black Rob uh-uh Black Rob We Are Black Rob
Verse Two: G-Dep Yo, yo I put a finger in the air For the hearing impaired If you're hearin this fear Than your hearing it cleared Man I fuck with bod, got put on the job Don't question it to stars, I'ma put'em in saw Straight gate I suggest you vacate When I shake, they feel earthquakes in eight states Oh trait, off the Richter, drunk Off the liquor Shot towards you mister Off course it hit you hard It gets hard, I pick the card Any card any problem I'ma hit your squad Eyes on the shapar when I twisted god You think you got it all together Get it ripped apart Man you can't stand the heat Stay up outta the street Nigga turn po-lice cause they shot up his jeep I subtract like mad Don't make me blad So I want it all, fuck had Don't make me laugh By all means Get this money its all green It's all good And I wished that ya'll would Man fuck that, security told ya to tuck that Now up that, now that you see where lux at I got the game by the balls And I get all calls So if u play to much I put the shit on pause
Black Rob We Are Black Rob uh-uh Black Rob We Are Black Rob uh-uh Black Rob We Are Black Rob uh-uh Black Rob We Are Black Rob
BR BR Bad Boy Nigga Harlem Underworld Alumni The one guy The gun die Day one Life Stories Black 99 Life Stories I'm here 1999 baby it's on I think I'm about to feel something here We here baby Bad Boy Bad Boy
Dangerous niggas Uhh Black Rob shit Y'all don't know? Uhh Uhh Danegerous niggas Lil Kim and Black Rob yelowman P Diddy , the moment you all been waitin for Murder yeah , ha ha yeah
[Black Rob] What y'all riffin about, hang em like they did in the South Dead wit ya dick in ya mouth Now what this shit is about, niggas sleepin Like I won't slip in ya house, and put my dick in your spouse Till you get home, I'm amped like a part of ya couch Then sit on me, that's what I'ma spit filthy Pretty swiftly, til them coppers come and get me Tried to tell his coward ass it's real Actin like I can't get through that Slomen Shield I'm a veteran, I'll take leathers and furs in front of him Safe cracker, moved from New York to Jers Still sending ?kites with birds? Nothin's heard, feds wanna tap my word Take vehicles off curbs, tools off herbs, jewels off of all you nerds You swerve, I splurge with all yall riches Comin to joke and blind all yall bitches Give respect where respect is due Keep frontin, and I'ma put the tech to you Coward
CHORUS: Lil Kim and Black Rob Dame espacio Man back up off me Dame espacio Can I get a minute to breathe? Dame espacio That means give me space Dame espacio Damn back up off me
[Black Rob] Like I'm just talking like I never did these things Snatch chains and rings, teddy bears from siblings I did things some of yall cowards might not imagine Like run in the stores, gun drawn, spasm Press the button bitch I'm not havin Or it'll your ?super? employee leave in a bag and Black wagon, bait boy I'm not braggin It's a promise, I'll take em to school like Nastradamus It's my thing do what I do best Want the treasure chest, and that dough in your girl breasts How dare you try to stash yours in your drawls What's mines is mines, what's yours aint yours Get his whip, watch how quickly I paint yours Watch poppi and them, hit it up with the paintballs Coward niggas, got the gall, thinkin I won't lamp in the hall Like New Year's and drop the ball, bitches!
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[Lil' Kim] Where I come from, we all got guns Be a hundred of yall and we still won't run Call the cops, they still won't come We bang on niggas like we playin the drums These cats think they know me Black Well I hit em over the head and say "Homey don't play that" Listen to they rhymes and say didn't I say that? Damn, I'm the shit, it's like I'ma nigga they be bitin my dick Get on some old school shit, bitch run your kicks Go on y'all can have my flow I extort y'all hoes for all yall dough And by now I think all yall know Who's the winner, still champ by T.K.O. WHAT
Verse One: Puffy When night falls, that's when it all begins Be prepared we can allow no loose ends I highly recommend ya'll bring your arms This is no false alarm They want to do us harm Like I'm nervous, live inside a glass house They want to bring us down Then drag us out It's all about niggas that doubt our reputation Start'n conflict and don't know what they facing Want twist us all in there black magic ? suggest paper of wars and break havoc Are u ready, don't sleep on them Ain't petty, you get that ass thrown like infedy Meet me at the getaway spot in a jiffy Leave all the does behind that act iffy We got maneuvers, that's hard to beat Till the other side retreats Under six feet beneath C'mon
Verse Two: Mark Curry I told u that is a saw I wore I'm a kill When the rebel yells song that don't stop till It's done, see I got guns and I m sick See how you said meet me here and I came quick Them same catz on the most wanted list We can hit them, Then straight disappear in the mist ?,Won't cease to exist I shoot to kill and I'll be damned if I miss A warrior waiting for Armageddon I get serious as hell when I'm threatened Intent to get hostile break into a rage of fury Send them back their apostle's fossils and crazed right A rude awakening and but now I'm alert And that's right down my line of work The whole Brotherhood new verse, gutless cowards with no back And watch how they all fall flat Ahh Chorus: Niggas gone fall out The got us up against the wall Here I call out, let it all out With or without you I'm for war Some shit worth dying for, ah-huh
Niggas gone fall out The got us up against the wall Here I call out, let it all out With or without you I'm for war Some shit worth dying for, ah-huh
Verse Three: Black Rob Yo, You want hot soup, I got shit like up on in attica Guns ridiculous like battle star galactica What's this, want to insult my family? La familia, actin like ones of us goin to kill ya I want ya'll dues, Shit hit the fan, we going to be eatin your food Time up in the new Then torture, I rip a niggas toe nails off What, I didn't here the news five slayin the law Man, how I don't want do these catz I lay mousetraps for those mice house niggas that house gats They want to out me, I know killers from down south be Who know and understand, there ain't a thing sweet about me I earn my respect, and I was born to wreck Spit techs, by your rockets threw jets Who's next, to get hit by firepower that's so raw Go play 4-4's ready for war
Verse Four: Mase All out, what what, Wanna blow, what what Teamsters what what Mother Fucker >From Monday to Sunday, it's all about the money Nigga ain't got mine, I guarantee I'm gun play Moms says makes u going to need that money one day Bitch I'm in the jet, Benz on the runway Don't be fooled, still squeeze tools Money like that why the fuck I need school M-A dollar sign E rules Hundred G jewels, Vacate places you don't even need shoes Same catz say stay up, prey 4 my day up No one where my bitch live, plot where I lay up If you got coke way up, Got doe then pay up Niggas shoot at me a nigga better spray up Cause God forbid, you hit me in my Ribs and I live Comin back and getting you and your kids
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Verse Five: G-Dep Dom Dom Dom Thought I heard something Last cat that I heard frontin Burned up herb huntin Word cause, my heard something Splurge something, Now I don't care who I hit Its who I hit I knew I hit Who'm would understand though We vandals and land roles Program for our own channels And flannel, this man knew any clan We're here for the catz in the minivan Got let this schemmy plan Pay me man, scan Sex, cars any money Sex guard the money With this gun, it be hard to run me Get it right, or get it tonight Better tonight, Set up your wife, with the head of the night Don't fold cause my goals imbedded with ice To my tents dimming the light I'm bendin this mic Lot of niggas don't comprehend Lots niggas look sloppy when They don't see me and I see them
[Puffy] I'll never stop I don't give a fuck If it's me against a million billion of Ya'll mother fuckers I will never stop
I bust six out the roof of my Bentley Coup Head shots so mother fuckers can't regroup, Can't recoup I'll be damned if you get more points than me Sell more joints than me Steal your faith, take a puff, inhale my name Smoke on it, shit, choke on it Bitch nigga, I'mma make a hit nigga Hot mother fucker down to the skit nigga Game over playa, and nigga ya scored low Hit me later young, and I'm at the award show Bank account ten digits and it's all "O's" I floss the most shit, fuck the most hoes Come on, you can even ask Don Juan It's official now, they all rock Sean John Might have to change my name to strong arm You came to get money man? That shit been long gone, come on
[Shyne] Have much to do with nigga since Nicolas Bond Poppin' and choppin' until the day that I'm gone Shyne poor, cuz your dream come from one bottle Prominent premier, premium bravo Watch him explain ain't nothin' But blood thug crime though Shots in the spinal, from my rivals Cross the t's and dot the i's and Pay the judge, drop the top we'll mess around Shit, it's the kid rapper's feelin' You cowards don't know? I'd rather be racketeerin' somewhere Bustin' shots in the atmosphere and Not caring, fuckin' the proscecutor at my hearin' Money laundering, honies wondering Who me? I reply casually Come what God would be if He was a straight G Tonight too tight out of a big ditch we ride
[Redman] Yo yo yo, it's your hide Grab the rope and yell rawhide Front line is pussy, call off sides I'm focus but my hand is cross-eyed I left my gun home, here borrow mine Pop the nine like a judge "All rise" This gun'll knock plants off tall guys We value-packs, y'all small fries (Yo, I'm from the projects) Yo, but on the floor tied Don't matter, we'll take up all size Truly yours doc, then PPP hide, my name is Since five, I talk jive In church dressed in cordoroy ties Now I'm grown up and been married four times Besides, I'm just a sight for soar eyes Brick city, known pop the door wide Stolen Bonneville in New York High
[G-Dep] Reversin' the plot Last come, first one to rot, first in the glot If I miss, circlin' the block, servin' the pot And I be the person to watch If your girl missin' the rock, purse and a watch Hot as it gets, from Hell came outta you debts Buy the cassette, rewind it to death Alota y'all sweat it, you try to forget How I rock shit from N.Y. to Tibet You got it to bet? That's just how you got into debt You lost when you nodded your neck Through the vest, Through the chest that you tried to protect Take the voice that you try to project, check Darin' you to kid, cat shootin' sperm in you wiz I'm why you smell herb in the crib Man I'm out for doubtful, shit I spit a mouthful Indo out-do, intro to outro
[Sauce Money] I'm the hottest thing spittin' so go warn
[Puff Daddy In Child's Voice] Uncle Puffy? Can you read us a bedtime story, please? Huh? Please?
[Puff Daddy] Alright check this out right here
Woke up smoked up, broked up What I had left and rolled up, lit it Had a shorty that I brought home, hit it Sent her on her way, I got no time today (Yo, I'mma call you next week, aight?) With all this work I got no time to play (OK) Cash come and go, and I want mine to stay Alot of these fake cats won't mind the day I get an unfair play, then the stairway That's why I'm like TWA, the airway Niggas wantin' to believe What they heard through hear-say Hopin', but forget it Check the mail, It's a letter from jail, from Hoboken I open and I read it, it said
[G-Dep] What da deal son? It's ya nigga Teals in the field, and it's real son I'mma have to steal one Caught up on the run with a gun Can't walk with it down then you can't conceal one What to do? I dont' know if ya knew, that kid, True? Up in 1-2-2, he plottin' to get you I hear he's due You just do what need doin' Let's not forget these niggas could bleed too , one
[Puffy] OK, good Those cats don't keep it real as they should Heard they don't pay good Stand around all day wishin' they could But this green fufills they dreams They ain't a team Answering machine on screen Phone rings, it was Arlene from Queens Head was mean, had a head for schemes Told her she get head to see me But she play her hand proper, nothin' can stop her
[Female] Hey yo, what up Playboy? I'm out in Saint Croix With sun cats that say they real But they toys I heard ya doin' it though And you in the flow Some niggas wanna ruin ya show? What up, yo? Whathchu want a rich shot up on his block? Or I could leave him in his bed dead, With his dick robbed
[Puffy] Na Boo, I'mma show you how I do Just hit me when you get up top But come on through (Aight)
Now I'm doin' inventory Guns, clips, vest, bullets So when I pull it, it's the end of story Leadin' my men to glory Then get shorty to hold a pound for me I know she down for me Yeah, sneak up on 'em like a car thief These niggas mad cause it's my party And my Benz is wide-bodied Despise me, like the feds despise Ghotti That I kill for a hobby and lay in your lobby So try me, go 'head and take a bite Might as well say good night Try to put me in the dark, I don't take it light Now if it's wrong, make it right Not tommorow, tonight They barkin', I know the bite Jumped in the B-N-Z Niggas gonna see the E-N-D fuckin' with me See, I knew he was a snake out the ground Make me wanna call my man rock and break out the hounds Take it to the pier where you can't make out the sounds Thoughts in my head goin' 'round, it's goin' down Pull up to his block, I'mma put it to his knock But, I don't see him, wouldn't wanna be in town Ride around for a minute Thinkin' 'bout the pain that Hell brings Interrupted by a cell ring Yeah yeah
[G-Dep Talking] Come here man, You lookin for beef [smacking sound] Get the f**k over, yea You thought I wasn't, yea hehehehe Yea look at me, look at me nigga Come here, know one thing nigga [Verse 1: G-Dep] I think you need to know I'm holdin it down Wit a hole in this town It's a hole in da ground, where I stomp Got these niggaz steady on the watch Nigga you can run you can hide Like it's Teddy on da block If your ready or your not here I come You can dip you can slide You can duck you can ride you can flee I give a nigga, one test now it's one less That's how easily you can be eliminated Program to scan rock jams Get down from where I stand to Scotland Dustin like Hothman If that'll stop what you got planned the shot's ? Ask your man, ask your girl, ask your crew I'm hittin high, I'm hittin low what a nigga have to do Had to laugh at the aftermath now I'm after you and You want drama I'm a have to act a fool [Chorus: G-Dep] One way or another I'm a find ya And I'm a getch ya, getch ya, getch ya, getch ya I'm gonna getch ya, getch ya unngghh One day maybe next week, I'm gonna find ya [Verse 2: Black Rob] Cowardest cats, names don't ring no bell Been grabbin niggaz up by they coat ? Coke rhyme but It's dope as hell Nigga four tooth the ? Still had to broke in jail Had me thinkin under pressure that this kid won't fold When the feds came in extremely vocal, aint stutta Wit a parole hold just the systems so cold Shoutin out my ? name and my social Wasn't to hard to find I stay local See I'm a do what I'm supposed to If I would of known you was sinkin I would of bin by coastals Even if I gotta dress up and knock on your door like I'm the postal Your ass is grass and that's that Better strap up your vest and that's that Come through wit ski masks and black ? With the boomshack with the crack crack f**kin rat nigga [Chorus: G-Dep] [Verse 3: G-Dep] Just when you thought it was over But that aint the code of a soldier look over your shoulder Came through low in the rover knowin ya nova Trouble was seen then see trouble was me Double your speed, punch through metal fa sure I got the metal in store, whatch you medallin for I used to boost pedals ? NowI'm ? vocal peddal the four let this settle the score Won't have to rest to switch hands and Now check it It a happened all too fast to ? fans Six mill-e-on ree-sons you should switch plans Like a wind brass, shoot glass, shit sand But, this is why I direct the shit and Thinking it would all sink in like quicksand Cut now it's done, what now it's won Like the Wild Wild West it's Dep and ? [Chorus: G-Dep] One way G-Dep singing the chorus in parts I'm a find ya Getch ya, one day But I'm a find ya One Way Unngghh One day I'm a find ya and I'm a getch ya, getch ya, getch ya, getch ya But I'm a find ya And I'm a getch ya, getch ya unngghh
(God Bless My Soul) [x4] Fuck it, Get what you got to get and lets get going Today is the day man
Nigga this is it Your life and your word aint shit, spit This real as it get Plus, theres no one you can trust Love what, do it for the lust Trust, its never to much Got to get the money in my clutch Case close shut Split a nigga gut Right through the middle like a dutch Never did like them much, my man Gather up the artilery You feelin' me? What gives, tryin to live its killin me Its all about the whips Chicks with the hips Runnin the number hole, take the chips, ya slips? Do the dip See time is movin quick, runnin' out No time for dumbin out I got one live to live A wife, a kid And I still didnt get the ring or the crib Look what I did!
[chorus, Carl Thomas]
Whatcha' gonna do? When the G's in the Ree's then the peeps come knockin at your door When they come for you And you know, Its all over! I'm to swift for you Cause I keep my game trunk tight and a free nigga ride Heres my gift to you Now you know, its all over!
[gun click]
You know what this is (gun blast) Hughs showed you to get bizz And what I gotta do to get big Dick believe, its all about your speed Cars cash weed Its all a nigga need, indeed Seems I was the seed in greed Born in bullshit Guns was four-cliped Finding my self wheres nuns and poor pits Bring it Step on streets and get to slingin Im about to make it hot like piss Been hungry before but not like this If lifes a bitch She needs to get cookin And cause that fools to get jewels and shit tookin Baby need milk When I do it up I need silk Scales on tilt Thats how a nigga built I need my money torn like wealth on stilts Niggas fuck around and get a nigga kilt
[chorus, Carl Thomas]
Whatcha' gonna do? When the G's in the Ree's then the peeps come knockin at your door When they come for you And you know, Its all over! I'm to swift for you Cause I keep my game trunk tight and a free nigga ride Heres my gift to you Now you know, its all over!
Know why, im the antonim of rich consimamon of poor How could you think of winnin on the floor Your not sure, take the game and went shopin Your not pure, took the shot for A penny for your thought, a nickle for a kiss Well I aint got a nickle for ya miss Im all up in a twist Fuck all the glamer and the gliss Ima' hop and skip Put a slammer in the mix Till ya is or ya here, the hammer gonna click...Clack [gun click] Causing you to yelp "GET BACK"! I want the cake The early american china plate The meetin out of drapes And bottles of Alizae So I can put my hoes on Surgio Valitain Hey, smile and say "money made my day" Man Im tellin you the plan Everythings a scam Sex cars, put the money in my hand
[chorus, Carl Thomas]
Whatcha' gonna do? When the G's in the Ree's then the peeps come knockin at your door When they come for you And you know, Its all over! I'm to swift for you Cause I keep my game trunk tight and a free nigga ride Heres my gift to you Now you know, its all over!
[G. Dep] Yeah... Yeah, me and my man's and them Bad Boy nigga, and we don't stop We gon' blast off Come on to the top, blast off Yeah, yo Aiyyo, I take it up top for my peeps Cracks in they Jeeps, don't sleep till they 6 feet deep No 'lax' in my tracks they potent F**k homicide, I'ma ride, keep smokin' Like cigarettes, Dep came through, killed ya I keep smokin' till the bullshit filter Number 1 contenders, I put 'em on injured reserve When I swerve hit nerves ?mores trap to mold in? And everybody know what's golden, matter of fact platinum, Once I explode and I, burn up the road and Cruise around the globe, the cops thinkin' it's stolen Understand, the world's in my hand Bitch play the front G. Dep in this scam, no stunt And I'ma show you how to lay back do a buck while you puff on a sac Cause yo, I'm about to blast off - Straight to the chase, cause everybody know what's the case Aiyyo, I'ma about to blast off Straight to the point, aiyyo, yo, light another joint Nigga, I'ma blast off Right to the top, aiyyo, no, I ain't gon stop yo Straight to the dome, you entered in the Bad Boy zone Nigga, I'ma blast off [Mark Curry] Yo, yo, uh Who's a nigga harder than me? On the boats, make it known how the slaughterin' be Damn, Curry ain't the shit? Put the name in your mouth Got it different? You ain't on what you talkin' about I'm feelin' for whoever test me, pity for whoever second guess me Bustin' off in her mouth, catch me Feelin' my shit, straight through the cealin' with this Know how to ?manhand'? it's real as it get Gutters of the street where my mind be Bet your block love it, find me only with the grimy Play the game, get you a 'zil' Forever, put you until, it fit me to kill Heat, got it with me still Out like your motherf**kin' guns bust, BLAOW Flip the game over, see me, we be, untouched Sure shot, hit again, spit it grim, anytime, anyplace Bitch, I'm about to- [G. Dep] Blast off, yo I get it poppin' When I rock, yo it's non-stoppin' Yo, I'm about to blast off See me at the show, when I rock everybody know Bottles gon' pop, cause when I rock, everybody rock Aiyyo, I'm about to blast off Aiyyo, I'm about to blast off Straight to the top, cause everybody know this is hot Aiyyo son, I'm about to blast off, like an astronaut [Loon] Niggas don't wanna see a nigga blast the glock Niggas don't wanna see a nigga flash the rocks And pop up in the flashy drop - motherf**kers Niggas know me, Loon's a gunslinger F**k fightin' a nigga, I'm usin' one finger Expect to die, I'd rather sit in a chair, electrified Catch one of you rap cats in the 'Humdinger' Some niggas get shot, live and become singers Than to stand here and testify We ?Joy Jefferson? walk, out of federal court But, other than that though, we never get caught We gettin' bread in New York, ain't better the sport So whatever you thought, you can use whatever support But, I think it's best you go 'head and just walk Or have the cops find traces of lead in your corpse Yo, I'm about to- Blast off- [G. Dep] Straight to the chase, cause everybody know what's the case Aiyyo, I'ma about to blast off Straight to the point, aiyyo, yo, light another joint Nigga, I'ma blast off Right to the top, aiyyo, no, I ain't gon stop yo Nigga, I'ma blast off Straight to the dome, you entered in the Bad Boy zone
