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B.R. (Featuring G-Dep)(Amended Version)
Black Rob
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[P. Diddy] Yeah can you hear me? Yeah There's certain things in life that you can stop and there's certain things in life that can't be stopped Let's go.. "And now.. for your.. Bad Bad Boys.. Starting at guard.." [P. Diddy] Y'all niggas still talkin Oh you got a little name little fame little fortune? What you have is a portion Bout the size of the hats in the back of my Porsche and So you better use caution, knowin I'm the boss and I'm sittin on pyramids, flossin I don't really gotta talk son I can get lost and sit back livin off endorsement I'm a pro, kid Why you actin like you don't really know, kid? Any records I broke it Through the fame and the stardom, makin my mark on Harlem like Poe did I said, here's your eviction notice But you probably already know this I don't mean to be greedy, but turn on your TV or pick up your CD, P.D. [G. Dep] This is gruesome Niggas always grab that mic and act like they really gon' do some What's wrong with you son? Oh you got a new gun, do you know how to use one? Then you livin an illusion, livin in a used one while I'm in the Limited, cruisin You ain't really got a crew son You givin them amusement, **** what your Comic Views mean Youse a smokehead I've been doin this since this Pro-Ked Broke breads with the cokeheads Been down, still I get around like a nigga with broke legs on a mope I said; I'm a "Top Gun" like Gossett Run and get your CD and cass-ette Gossip, lotta niggas got li But they ain't got hot yet 'til they got Dep [Loon] Why niggas lie like that? Know they ain't fly like tha Niggas get fried like tha And you don't wanna die like that Have your momma cryin like that Besides all that, I'm in to get it fryin like that Still on the block and move pies like that Never my life dealt with guys that rap In fact, I leave a nigga with his eyes all sa Swoll up, y'all niggas better hold u Any nigga that roll up, could get fold u Body get ripped up, and then sewed up Every nigga I ****ed with, niggas is growed u We don't play games, get on the stand, and say names All we do is c**k back, and spray planes Give a **** if nigga hustle or gangban Niggas try to use they muscle and fang fan [Black Rob] Keep frontin, I'ma put a crease in your jaw Might catch me squeezin the four My nigga I go to wa And if a nigga want the raw you still gotta come in the stor Y'all never had a run-in before, with the likes of an outlaw Predicate assassin, smashin Open shit , rig scope, focus it Give niggas what they 'posed to get (shit Oppose the clique, I send five close to six Hoodfellaz, that'll come close your shit Niggas stay with the frozen wrist Now the smoke colored big Benz with the top broke off Fix your face, we back on the paper chase Never left, so I ain't gotta take your place **** the fake bogus niggas that ain't notic the breadwinner, three-six-five I stay focused b***h [P. Diddy] We'll never stop.. We'll never stop.. One of the greatest teams that ever lived.. It's like in our blood.. We gotta be born this way.. Bad Boy baby
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