Текст песни P. Diddy f Big Azz Ko, Black Rob, Kain, - The Saga Continues...
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[P. Diddy]Eh yo what`s up playboyYeah, now I`m out here in MilanI need you to come get wit` me aight?Yeah, I got something I need you to doCall up the rest of the crewI`ll see you there[Big Azz Ko]Yo, I got the call from Sean he out in MilanWent to get the package, got there it was goneHold on say word you got to be jokingDon`t worry about it dun I`m on the next thing smokingHit Bristal up on the speed dialYo these funny talking cats tryin` to do a nigga foulIt`s goin` down nigga round up the teamIm`ll head over here just to map out the sceneShip them things in route to climb wallsInfrared vision ear plugs and allDigital surveillance linked with laptopsExpress mail it to me can`t ???[Bristal]I`m splurtin` for certain Bris-pro workingSearchin` dippin` curvin` breakin` clean outta virginFrom servin` here Rob certain I`m burnin`On my way from Mt. VernonSwervin` a stretch bourbonIdentity of this man I look persianHey yo we gotta get himI wanna know where they came fromOr who sent themFirst nigga to find them better bend`emCuz I just spoke to Polly FontaineShit ain`t a game, and Sean feel the sameSo y`all niggas betta get on point[P. Diddy]Well it seems like our bad boys have theirselves in a bit of a jamSeems like Bristal got his back up against the wallWell let`s see how Rob B-O handles this oneBad boys watch ya backsWatch ya backs bad boys[Black Rob]Yo, who the fuck is this pagin` me at eight fourty sixI`m hoppin` outta shorty whipI`m by the tel, across exxon by the shellSense of urgency on the cellWe gon` pick you up, when ya flight landWe in a tight jamMe and Diddy fam sorta like his right handI touch down like two-thirtyIf i was on you, your hoe`s and them cowards Im`ll do dirtyStill a commssion and we all equalAll lethalCaught`em doin` dirt to the wrong peopleIt`s the family affair, I`m hereWith all of me Im`ll deal with this one accordinglyGot the locations sittin` in the console pacin`Get bagged murder be the case andAnd I`m tired in jailEven though through the riots I prevailedEnjoyin` my freedom, got two kids as long as I feed`emI`m here for the fam thats there when I need`em[Mark Curry]Yo, uh uh uh, helloIt gotta be the same catsI can tell by they strange actsWhen they mumble to each otherLike Milan they run for coverNew cuz this bitch that I fucked withOne thought I loved herSeas debate the storm pull him the the surfaceThat`s a purposeOne of these faces, make`em nervousCatch`em when they out for hamburgersTurn they whole lunch into a murderIn a way all the rounds gon` be heard ofThis shits big, the first thing to catch to where PD isI`m on it, act like they want itIm`ll bring the heatJust let me know the place we plan to meetAnd I`m in it sure as your heart beat[Loon]Yo I ain`t really tryin` to duck no straysSo watch what the fuck you sayIt`s ya mouth that started the shitNow you actin` all retarted and shitDog I came to play my part and that`s itWe had a fullproof plan, all we need was the famAmmunition, a van, two chicks and one extra manTwo lincoln LS SedansFifteen hundred yards of saran