Lyrics:
Indeed truly we are the mighty mighty BDP posse
This is our fourth album and we're still not takin' no shorts
Yeah, ha hah!
On the wheels
salute
Ay, I run these city streets
More than the boys who run track
You don't believe me?
Ask my city who put it down on the map, ay
(We run this town)
We
Oh it's the remix
(Check it)
Check it, yeah muthafuckas
What we about to do right about now, hey
We gonna get kinda funky
I am the Puff Daddy
rock Roc jeans 'cause my knots so thick
You can learn how to dress just by
Checking my fresh,
Checking checking my fresh
Checking checking my fresh
You know, we keep it crunk around here, A-town style
Getting head on the highway,s yeah, but this what I wanna know
Do you really wanna know about
Oh it's the remix
(Check it)
Check it, yeah muthafuckas
What we about to do right about now, hey
We gonna get kinda funky
I am the Puff Daddy
we livin') say I won't
(and I bet I will you can say I won't)
I might do it just to show you
I might do it just to show you
I might do it just to show
the dancefloor
Cause I'm back to rock for you once more
I don't worry about what he said or she said
As long as what's said-said is done-done in my bed
own
Whether we did diamond or hardly sold
We did it for our soul
Hop out the V and park by Neiman Marcus
Hope I don't see a snatch and grab
They
indie records show up in a W-E-A box?
By saying your independent, you belittle the whole movement
Real emcee's work hard, ain't got investors to put out
County
Miami 305, big Tigger, salute
I know you did it last year
But this one is another one
We keep it hype, never calm
Green carpet flow at the BET hip
Posse in this motherfucker to rock on this funky ass beat we're gonna drop
Alright, So Ice Cube, you the early bird on this motherfucker , run it
[Ice
Samson
See say, oboy no be by lock (luck)
Peter Ternenge
You hear, "ehn, no be by rock (ruck)"
So if there's a broken piece of you
And you're feeling
erupt like the Boston Mara, um never mind
So by the time you hear this, I probably wrapped an album
Y'all better fuck with this shit, I'm bout'a take you
wśród dymu i toastów
Stand up smooth
Rock with us and move White House killin' with loops
I'm smacking you fools rhymes designed to abuse
When I drop
And I'm this far, from a discharge but never will I dish off
We all tryna ball and when I got the rock I'll dish off
Until the day I pistol whip you posers
Jersey
Now we can do this a couple of different ways, it really depends
Could give them classic NY jeans over the Timbs
Or I could spit about my car
get shot to death
Y'all niggaz wanna rock wit Meth?
Not on ya best day
Stoppin ya breath da M.E.F Way
Lets say we get this off our chest
Let da tec
look around, on them speakers
Look around, I'm hearing people think we boutta pop up
If you think we're not running it, you're living under some rocks
to rock, YOU!
We're the kings of swing
And we're chosen to rule
The deans of clean inside the cool school
We're the chiefs of relief
Contained by wild
know only good for album filler
We gon' beat yo' ass DOWN (2x)
*Royce talking*
You!, Yea, punk ass niggaz, yea we in the streets now too, nigga
Big
forgiveness
Fuck all opps
I'm winning
Got rich off of sinning
At least that's what we tell these women
Don't know why we impress them
Think I might teach you
a hop, and you don't stop, a rock it
To the bang bang boogie, say up jump the boogie,
To the rhythm of the boogie, the beat
A Skiddleebebop, we rock
please do not send 'em at
My head i just wanna have a conversation
About how we playin' radio's game khaled
You a real nigga khaled you a real
Nigga, you
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