Lyrics:
No Limit Studios, what's up?
Who dis is? Who dis is?
Nigga, this Rappin 4-Tay, who is this?
Oh, this P
P?
Yeah, this P
P?
Yeah (if this
No Limit Studios, what's up?
Who dis is? Who dis is?
Nigga, this Rappin 4-Tay, who is this?
Oh, this P
P?
Yeah, this P
P?
Yeah (if this
anyways
So you ain't takin’ that notice
The sun rise by the day, he play
I’m bussin’ his dome boom, baow
I mix that flame with that rock
Put that pain
Here's a record for you homie, 'cause I know you got caught
One love, East Side, that's how we do ride
D.P.G.C. we do or die
Oh yes we're fresh to death,
I'm from the O-A-K-C-L-I-F-F With my niggas are by myself, don't bite my tongue
Don't hold my breath
I'm throwing up my hood to the day that I die
constantly tryin' to find a reason why
Because I'm a Bad Boy they wanna label me a bad guy
Now who am I?
It's P. Diddy muthafucka
Do or die?
Don't
I just tented all my windows, tell me what you see
I just got another call, time to hit these P's
I just stack up me some scrilla and bought
it slide away
Do do do da do do do
We'll there's something about old flames
They never die they just burn inside your soul
Dead or alive
And love
before pleasure
P-Diddy and the Fam, who you know do it better?
Yeah right, no matter what, we air tight
So when you hear somethin, make sure you hear
before pleasure
P-Diddy and the Fam, who you know do it better?
Yeah right, no matter what, we air tight
So when you hear somethin, make sure you hear
retreated
(Tell me the cause of the fame!)
S&P, next question
Lemme see, it says here that you're going by, um... Elias?
Did you want to make a statement
die by the gun
In this game of life - play hard, you only got one
Live by the gun, die by the gun
Yo - every man bleed like I do, so why fear you?
That
My s a d
To your h a p p y
I can't escape
All these thoughts I wanna die
My s a d
To your h a p p y
I can't escape
All these thoughts I wanna die
So,
Smoke some weed
Keep me high
Til I die, die, I'll be high, high
I feel my weekend buzz
Cause I'm still fucked up from the weekday
Weekend buzz,
You know we can get away
You know we can get away
The D, the O, the P, the E
I need the B, the L, the U-N T
You know we can get away
The D, the O,
Your G's in the safe ain't safe
Cuz the G by my waist get it scammed
This verse fuego
I want the payroll
She want the pay too
They wanna hate though
I do
overdose
V.S.A.
He a D.I.E
Raise a toast
Life B.I.G
Fuck with me
Baby need I.D
Catch a flight through Y.Y.Z
Get familiar with the P. V. P
One blink
At laser
us
Follow me down these wicked streets I grew up on
want to sound like us
Ain't nothing to do we come for you kiss mommy bye-bye you gone die
And I got
a lot like me
The shit you been thru
And the things that I've seen
2 peas in a pod
Smokin 3.5s by the P
Shit y'all might be confused
But it's adding up
de ma chambre
Mes illusions donnent sur la cour
J'ai mis une croix sur mes amours
Les p'tites pépés pour les toucher
Faut d'abord les allonger
Sinon
Yea, we real thugs
All our problems solved by guns
And all our lives depends on the drugs so yea
All my brothers R.I.P
Better be dead than not be free
Uh! He heh
Master P and Treach nigga
It's all family baby
Get them Naughty boys I got the No Limit Soldiers
And when we posse up these
bigger, my heart gettin' bigger
Live by the trigger so I'mma die by the trigger
My chest gettin' bigger, my heart gettin' bigger
Live by the trigger so
a nigga if he do or don't die
He never coming back
Now it's one, two, buckle my shoe
Padded leather Giuseppes, nigga
Watch what the fuck I do
It's
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