Hip-Hop/Rap
B.R. (Featuring G-Dep)(Amended Version)
by Black Rob
Release Date:
1999-09-28
Lyrics
[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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