Текст песни Puff Daddy f Redman - Fake Thugs Dedication
Puff Daddy f Redman - Fake Thugs Dedication слова песни
[Puffy]AiyyoOne two, one twoOne two, one twoThis one right hereGoes out to all the fake thugs out thereYeah, yeah uh huhYo, when you say you thuggin`, it doesn`t matterIt goes into my mind as just chit-chatterYou may say I have a ego, or just merry freeBut none of that tough talk I take seriouslyIt goes in one ear and right out the otherHeard that fake thug shit? brothaI don`t mean to brag, never never hateYou ain`t got the bank that it takes to stop thisHa, ha, ha, ha sucker, you missedI put feelings aside, you know who I amP-U-2-F, keys to the U.S.And I hate when one attempts to analyzeFranchise, get your hands tied Thrown over a boat, don`t know what you was thinkingThat dream is over, your body sinking[Redman] Yo yo yo, yo yo yo, fuckaYou thugs out there who don`t got a clue(You have Brooklyn, ain`t shoot the shit out)Yo, fuck you, you and you, fuck you and you(You have Jersey, ain`t shoot the shit out)Hey yo bitch, you know what I want when I bring my crew(We go Uptown and shoot the shit out)Yo, we want hardcore, smash the walls I stack, bring it back for y`allWith 40 nigga`s after y`all[Puffy]We got it ziplocked (that`s right)Everybody hit the floor when the shit dropShit knocked, bitch stop (bitch, stop)We roll, we ball, we all night longWe don`t stop, nigga`s thought the heat was goneBut I`m back to do it again, leader of rhymeBAD BOY, we turn it to the scene of the crimeImmaculate fame, you can have that shitI just wanna `gaitor slide with the baddest bitchModels and actresses that swallow bottlesThat magnum shit Get nice as fuck, leave when the lights is upTear it down when the mics is upLately they say Diddy`s gettin` nice as hell Shit, if I don`t write it I recite it wellLocked the flow so tight you gotta knowI`mma tumble `fore they rock my doughMotherfuckers[Redman] Yo yo yo, yo yo yo, fuckaYou thugs out there, you don`t got a clue(You have Boogie Down, don`t shoot the shit out)Yo, fuck you, you and you, fuck you and you(You got Shaolin, don`t shoot the shit out)Hey yo bitch, you know what I want when I bring my crew(You have QB, don`t shoot the shit out)Yo, you want hardcore, smash the walls I stack, bring it back for y`allWith 40 nigga`s after y`all[Puffy]Aiyyo ladies, get upBounce your tits upBe happy Brooklyn ain`t shoot this shit upCause I see some ladies tonight That I could give a condom or 3 babies tonightYou might catch a flight if you playing me rightBut if you whack there you gettin cab fareYo, I`m all for drama, a little clap clap thereI mean I ain`t Ghandi of this whole rap gearBut you see honey that I`m rappin with there?All I need is a minute to get her back to the LeerBack where it is, less traffic thereWhere Cease is with a few of his piecesThat`s how we is, we slide and divideIf she ain`t with it, I-95Hit the road tramp, and don`t you come back no more No more, no more, no more[Redman] Yo yo yo, yo yo yo, fuckaYou thugs out there, you don`t got a clue(You got Def Squad, don`t shoot the shit out)Yo, fuck you, you and you, fuck you and you(You got Bad Boy, don`t shoot the shit out)Hey yo bitch, you know what I want when I bring my crew(We go Brick City, don`t shoot the shit out)Yo, you want hardcore, smash the walls I stack, bring it back for y`allWith 40 nigga`s after y`allRepeat chorus until fade