i’m back on this shit again this time it’s gon take a whole swat team to bring me in i’m back on this shit again i’m back on this shit again
i had the same vision cat had in ’89 so all the work in southside gon be mine i got project protection, thats 10 grand a building some n-ggas say thats there spot we gon kill ‘em it’s all simple math, now add it to automatic it’s filled to the tip of the clip i let it rip now run, cover your mother it’s on cocksucker f-ck around, have a peice of your brain blown hop up on that long tre pound, flame throwin’ now is’nt this a beautiful day, look up it’s angel skies in pelican bay surprise n-gga we all dying, it’s quiet after n-ggas get blast on
n-ggas get shooting at me, i’mma come back i aint let sh-t die down, i’ma come back i don’t give a f-ck who outside when i comeback n-gga don’t go f-cking with me if you don’t want that
n-ggas get shooting at me, i’mma come back i aint let sh-t die down, i’ma come back i don’t give a f-ck who outside when i comeback n-gga don’t go f-cking with me if you don’t want that
i got a bad dominican bitch, built like buffy the body got a new coke connect, my mexican little mommy got a plan for the cops in the raincoat automatic shotgun banging i spray some look, i got an nba b-tch, see me ballin’ she pull up in that bentley only 4 in the morning i f-ck like it’s my last peice of p-ssy i’m on it bitch like jiffy with the lube she want it suck the lights out me, i mean the life out me i like the way she through it, like aint nothing too it now n-gga don’t you dare trip over no bitch after money, thats the number one reason to get hit f-ck around
it go down, it go down, it go down it go down, it go down it go down, it go down, it go down it go down, it go down
when it all goes down, and the clips run out i bet i make history i bet i make history
when it all goes down, and the cops come round that murder’s a mystery that murder’s a mystery
it’s that gangsta shit, it sound stupid don’t it feel like fifty, flocka and gucci on it move grams of this, move o’s of that move the muthaf-cking bricks, where the money at bitches scared huh, p-ssy, hold ya strength when the beat pop off no controlling that you wan’ call the cops run call the cops look n-gga we don’t care if they comin’ or not got the pump in the trunk, n-gga biting a lot one buck shot clear the whole block had this bitch taped off make it so hot n-gga with a 12 gauge i’m a sure shot call it shell shock when ya ass drop get it shakin’ like a muthaf-ckin’ rattle n-gga go ‘head f-ckin’ with me and be a casualty you think a n-gga bullshittin, then come and see
when it all goes down, and the clips run out i bet i make history i bet i make history
when it all goes down, and the cops come round that murder’s a mystery that murder’s a mystery
now while you waitin’, all debatin’ shouldn’t you n-ggas be retaliatin’ we laughin bout it, you cryin damn hit ya muthaf-ckin’ homie when his gun jam his chest red, his back red man, that n-gga there damn near dead he coughin’, he weezin’ man that n-gga finna stop breathin’ his momma there, his daddy there hit him by the escalade, get a caddy there his shines on him, his dimes on him had hoes all in the club grindin’ on him n-ggas talkin’ bout it, keep talkin’ bout it cause they know n-gga don’t give a f-ck quit talkin’ bout it, for you talkin’ bout it when the muthaf-ckin pigs show up
when it all goes down, and the clips run out i bet i make history i bet i make history
when it all goes down, and the cops come round that murder’s a mystery that murder’s a mystery
[Chorus] N-ggas say they like my old shit So I give them some old shit What the f-ck do I care, its old Shit I’ll give them some old shit No, I’ll give them some new shit I’ll just use my old flow
Looky here muthaf-cker I’m not playing Look, look Looky here muthaf-cker I’m not playing Look, look
[Verse 1] Wassup, It’s ‘O11 why that Maybach an ’06 This n-gga boo booed up with my old bitch I put paper before hoes, thats why I’m so rich I paved the way, long dick, now we all fit Doc check my temperature, why I’m so cold? The hood left the left side of my chest froze I’m more about pimpin’ gettin’ bank rolls Sitting watch em trickin’ on them stank hoes We can share love like Kanye and Khalifa From runways in Milan to big bags of reefer She alright for a night but don’t keep her Ask Nas, Kelis was the illest Ether
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[Verse 2] My belt buckle YSL, my denim vintage My AP all iced out, my shit authentic My bread come in by the boat load, thats how I get it The cops come, say I aint do what you know I did it I aint trippin’, na-na-na-na I aint trippin’ I am just putting the clip in I aint at the window looking bitch I am legend, I am lethal with the weapon I am 50, I’m putting an end to n-ggas f-cking with me Yeah, I am back, I am ruler with a iron fist I am strapped, what y’all n-ggas gon do with this Wordplay all day, they say I got a gift One shot from the fifth, niggas career shift
Is what I’m feeling right now, I mean I’m blessed Me I ain’t got… around… doctor required But nigger I’m cleaner than your motherf-cking preacher on Sunday morning You over the streets so weak cause the word… to get by But better be the cleanse motherf-cker in the surfs on Sunday morning
I made so many mistakes, so many progressions, I… perfect, so many imperfections But I’m a go get out and after go get it, so if you’re getting prosperity I wanna hate it I make the odd look good turn base into base line Punch line, wait line,.. for one time My verse is like a graphic scene, close your eyes man you seen it don’t feel… And you seen… puff glow, like there’s no tomorrow Hit that pass, that death tomorrow, you know bills like they releasing from my friends They gonna wake up tomorrow with the same shit again You think I’m bad man they don’t give a f-ck They’re trying to do what they gotta do to get it from
Me I ain’t got… around… doctor required But nigger I’m cleaner than your motherf-cking preacher on Sunday morning You over the streets so weak cause the word… to get by But better be the cleanse motherf-cker in the surfs on Sunday morning
I take a line out the door,.. shoot me I shoot back I don’t care if you die First the sun comes down then the sun goes up And the hope raises too when… make a bus It’s freeze nigger, get the f-ck on the wall Anything you work for they come and take it all Man it’s like they don’t know what they’re taking Hit you with the tazer, then you siting like a victim When you pray say a prayer for me, a nigger could use it Before we pop up on that ass with toasters Lord forgive me I’m the rest of the game Forgive me for that line and the rest of my sins
Me I ain’t got… around… doctor required But nigger I’m cleaner than your motherf-cking preacher on Sunday morning You over the streets so weak cause the word… to get by But better be the cleanse motherf-cker in the surfs on Sunday morning.
P. Diddy Ft. Nicole Scherzinger, Bow Wow & 50 Cent - Come To Me (Remix)
[Nicole (Diddy)] It's Bad Boy bitch Do it do it do it do it Do it do it do it do it (It feels good to be back, I missed ya) Relax your mind, let your conscience be free And I roll with the sounds of BBE Do it do it do it do it Do it do it do it do it (You know what time it is) (Report to the dance floor) It's bad boy bitch (Talk to 'em)
[Nicole] See you out the corner of my eye Leaning on the wall, looking fly I want you to come be with me You're the only one I wanna talk to But I don't wanna rush
[Chorus - Nicole:] I'm here when will you make your move? I see you, eyeing me, I want you, why don't you? Come to me, I can be, what you need, uh baby I'm standing, been waiting, I'm yearning, I'm burning Get to know me, come and get to know me Come to show me, that you wanna know me
[Diddy] You know who it is, I'm back in the building Security strapped, still stacking a million It's doubt with the stallion, somethin' Italian Or maybe Puerto Rican, you can catch me in Paris I'm in it to win it but willing to carry The game, if you think I'm not look at the carats I buck clean about in a Phantom The people go screaming like an opera anthem I did it before, do it again I got to blow, gotta to spin Lies before, cool as the wind Got hits go back like juice and gin Shine the best and diamond necklace My extravagant taste, the style perplexes They know I'm the ish, they wanna get next That's why she had to fit cause she wanted to get next
[Chorus] I'm here when will you make your move? I see you, eyeing me, I want you, why don't you? Come to me, I can be, what you need, uh baby I'm standing, been waiting, I'm yearning, I'm burning Get to know me, come and get to know me Come to show me, that you wanna know me
[Diddy (Nicole)] Anywhere I appear, they all stop and stare Admire your body language speaking loud and clear like (I want you to come be with me) She be waiting anticipating for oh so long Fantasising wild thoughts of me coming on like (I'm here when will you make your move) She digging my style, my swag, my suede, my swerve My way with words, the Boys absurd for sure You can't fall 'til my aura called I make miracles like I walk on water What you want mama order, it's on my tab I'm so bad with the cash, I dropped the whole bag Where you at girl?
[Chorus] I'm here when will you make your move? I see you, eyeing me, I want you, why don't you? Come to me, I can be, what you need, uh baby I'm standing, been waiting, I'm yearning, I'm burning Get to know me, come and get to know me Come to show me, that you wanna know me
[Nicole] I'm here right now, can't wait no more no You were the one who stole my heart Can't you see the wait is over I need you to come closer Please believe is getting stormy You really got me hot
[Chorus] I'm here when will you make your move? I see you, eyeing me, I want you, why don't you? Come to me, I can be, what you need, uh baby I'm standing, been waiting, I'm yearning, I'm burning Get to know me, come and get to know me Come to show me, that you wanna know me
[Diddy and Nicole] Do it do it do it do it Do it do it do it do it Why don't you come to me I can be, what you need uh baby I'm here, you're here, let's make it happen Do it do it do it do it Do it do it do it do it Relax your mind, let your conscience be free And I roll with the sounds of BBE (Bad Boy Entertainment) Do it, do it You know what this is It's Bad Boy bitch Press Play!
