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year you know what I'm sayin'

P and bo went half on some dope, half on some dope, half on some dope
P and bo went half on some dope, turn a half ounce
got to end this minute
I had a fucking dream and yo now I'm in it
I've been at many junction but I know about the function
If someone brings you down
got to end this minute
I had a f***ing dream and yo now I'm in it
I've been at many junction but I know about the function
If someone brings you down
always lay with who they want to lay with 

Well it's the be	-L-A-see-K to the S-P double O-K 

It don't matter what another man say 

I'm gone still
I see a whole team of chicks tryin to sit wit us
drinkin Dom, smokin charm, wanna get wit us
Got my, V.I.P. section game locked down
goin bad for
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
only a man can tell you what's on his mind 
When he look you in the eyes 
In other words don't judge a book by its cover 
See we successful black
finished wit the end, I will do it again
'cause I could rock all night, and I would have to depend
On the fake m.c.'s, that want to copy a piece
Of my best
the be-L-A-see-K to the S-P double O-K 
It don't matter what another man say 
I'm gone still do it all my way 
Cause I'm slick like see-Bo's quick 
I don't want
[Mr. Cheeks]
I see a whole team of chicks tryin to sit wit us
drinkin Dom, smokin charm, want to get wit us
Got my, V.I.P. section game locked
SO I GUESS I'M THAT BASTARD! 

[Master P] 

Where the hot boys at 

Right chea, right chea 

Over there, over there, over there, over there
comin' like I'm 2
Or maybe 3 or 4 or just a muthafuckin' crew
Late night see a drive-by drop Impala
The niggas took cover and the bitches all holla
If
I see a whole team of chicks tryin to sit wit us
drinkin Dom, smokin charm, wanna get wit us
Got my, V.I.P. section game locked down
goin bad for
I see a whole team of chicks tryin to sit wit us
drinkin Dom, smokin charm, wanna get wit us
Got my, V.I.P. section game locked down
goin bad for
they ass to the sky, gettin' stuck by
The devil in drag, let's see who play the fag
Will you wannabe G's please have a seat
Here we go again, nigga
around me
C.R.E.A.M get the money in the back and relax with all the honeys
DJ bring it back, let it go
Mix it in with Black Rob, make 'em say whoa!
I see a whole team of chicks tryin to sit wit us
drinkin Dom, smokin charm, wanna get wit us
Got my, V.I.P. section game locked down
goin bad for
to pass by
Lookin at the hourglass, I
See how fast time fly
I keep a strong will to live
I be a old man with a lotta game to give
I'll make the kids do
a white collar by his white evil eye
Fight or flight, yo, that's just what it is
When you see a pig, hit him in his baby back ribs
But don't trip, I'm just
Don Chi Chi and I turns it out 



[JD] 

I'm sumpin' y'all dread like locks, get bread by the flocks 

Bitches love me and I'm duggy from
ain't even yawning

Cooking up a cake
Like I'm doing a performance
When it come to flossing
I ain't even talking
Diamonds on my joint
Got my Chevy
swallow it?
Check the technique, see if you can follow it
Like a path or a road made of yellow bricks
Yo Steady Pace, go 'head and bust the mellow mix
wit me 
When you see I'm on some other type of mix 
Don't try to be 'bout it in front of your friends 
Put that red dot on your chest 
Them mafia niggas
scared that they gon bust 
Cause they crazy, but them crazy niggas bleed like us 
See I'm one shot through the heart like Cupid 
Y'all niggas might be
the teck
I might end up stealing you bitch
Catch a body hide out in the Jets, Jets jersey with hat to match
Smack you bitch I'm in the club with Mack Jay