Текст песни G. Dep - Let`s Get It (Remix)
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(feat. Black Rob, Kain, Loon, Mark Curry)[Black Rob]They said that I`m a RottweilerAnd I`m from the Rottweiler house, the Rottweiler New York[Loon over Black Rob (P. Diddy)]We just happy to be here (This is the remix)Fuckin cock suckers (Bad Boy baby), haha![Kain]Yo.. aiyyo, get smacked silly (right)Kain am I aid and check wet willys (uhh)Dep cracked the dutch cause Curry broke the philly (what?)News at ten, Bad Boy, hope ya know not them dudes again(not them dudes again) Yeah we hold vendettas, big ten letters(what?) S6s with fourteen antennas (c`mon)Or in the Porsche with the buckets back, hah(Oh my God!) Bitches like, "Who the fuck is that?"Ciaffi, freaked off, drunk off Saki (that`s right)Got `em +Eyeing The Tiger+ like +Rocky+ (c`mon)When I, step on the scene I`m expectin my creamStand by and I`m reppin for Queens (that`s right)My destination is, detonation (say what?)If one verse-out, my mouth could dead a nation (that`s right)Yeah I said it, and Diddy gon` and did it (c`mon)Put these rappers on edit, now let`s get it (let`s get it)[Chorus]Make this money, take this money (let`s get it)Ain`t no way you can take this from me (let`s get it)Ain`t shit funny (uhh) shake it honey (let`s get it)Take it money, now let`s get it (let`s get it)[P. Diddy over Chorus]This, is, the, remix - Bad Boy baby..We just happy to be back[Mark Curry]Curry the paperchaser, lace the track up with 16 bars of crackBring it back from the block, sub on (?) workin it wherever you atGet the money and the nigga, no takin nothin from meI`m hungry for it, I`m fadin niggaz `cross the borderAnd if they want war, we can war (we can war)I`m chin-chose down to the floor (uhh)Round `em and count `em, take `em all (uhh)Ya lookin for the hook up, who ya call?The M the A the R the K the C-U double R-YShit crackin all night, gotta hear it all typesI`m to the pavement, my nights and days wit (uh-huh)While you stare in amazement, I`m hotter than CajunYou`re blazin, throwin up my tre`s in, who want `em?Just like that, a 360 on `em, get thatTwist yo` ball caps and rep how ya livinIt`s all about the cash, let`s get it (let`s go)[Chorus][P. Diddy over Chorus]C`mon, Bad Boy`s young gunsThis, is, the, remix - Loon..[Loon]Uhh, yeah, now check it out, yo, check it outI`m `bout a dollar, son, I see through it, I gotta follow(c`mon) If ya ain`t borrow money I gotta holla (holla)Simple and plain (plain), the reason why I entered the game(that`s right) I seen Sean do it, so I`m tryin to get it the same(let`s go) Pimpin ain`t changed, niggaz still gettin `em thangsGot the six with Shaquille feet rippin `em lanesGot a chick that`s a real freak givin me brainsThe temperature changed, soon as nigga get off the planeSo ya know a nigga gettin some change, stand over the gameWhile do they shake they shoulders the same? (why?)We get money, they ain`t supposed to be playinSo what we supposed be sayinYou niggaz actin like these crackers ain`t payinSo let`s get it (you got it), so let did it again (c`mon)In 2002, son, I`m diggin the Benz (that`s right)With the rims that stop but continue to spin (yeah)My shorty come with a crew son, I`m diggin the FrenchSo let`s get it[P. Diddy over Loon`s last line]This, is, the, remix[Chorus][P. Diddy over Chorus]Bad Boy baby, The Saga Continues, The Saga ContinuesThe Saga Continues[G. Dep]Soul Controller (yeah!), rap AyatollahKids hate me when they older I put cracks by the stroller(c`mon) I`m registered voter, motherfuck a quotaGive some bakin soda and a quarter (yeah)Bet I flow straight up out the waterI`ma wreck the game `til it say "Out of order"(uh-huh) Put the high score up, then tear the floor upOn the world tour with your whore out in EuropeHead on the tour bus (ehh)Do what them niggaz in the drop thinks coolerCalled up five reporters to thank my supportersHittin wives and daughtersBrought `em neck spray from Estee LaudersCall Puffy to order[P. Diddy]Aiyyo, call me Diddy, I run this citySend the cops, the D.A. and feds to come get meCats wanna leave me for dead you comin with meGettin head in the Bentley red at one fifty (aah!)Straight lose it, love two things my money my musicMight co-write and produce it, drop mine, hot 9 exclusiveGot y`all +Hulkin+ like +Bruce+ did (say what, say what?)Cause I can, break backs and stacks, it`s no problem(no problem) Make raps and tracks and go HarlemI get worldwide coverageI got so many spots I don`t even buy luggageYa love it; make moves major, hide out in AsiaIf your girl keep comin around them I`m a blaze herI`m the Bad Boy flavor, light blue gatorsNOT GUILTY!! [echoe] C`mon[Chorus][P. Diddy over Chorus]This, is, the, remix - Bad Boy babyThe Saga Continues, The Saga Continues[Black Rob]I be the east side Soprano, Rob MarcianoFlow in each channel with the Iverson handle (c`mon)Forty-five sparks (haha) turn your day gray flannelSnatch the yay of the mantle, then proceed to dismantleCan`t slay RobHow many niggaz done tried to play mob, quit they day jobTired of putting broke niggaz under the wingIf I go to jail again I`m going under the bingAct like you gonna pull that thing thingYou the only one that always get stuck for bling blingI represent "A" block in Sing SingAlmost caught a buck fifty for fuckin a Latin King`s queen(oh papi!) Moves for paper, booze no chaserBullets out the blazer four-fifths with laser (take that)Come and get your shit splitted, newspapers say I did it(he ain`t do it) Now let`s get it (let`s get it)[Chorus][P. Diddy over Chorus]This, is, the, remix - Bad Boy baby, yeah[Chorus][P. Diddy over Chorus]This, is, the, remix - Bad Boy baby2001, The Saga Continues[P. Diddy]The Saga Continues, yeah [ad libs to end]