Текст песни Puff Daddy f Shyne - P.E. 2000 CD-5 (Import Version)
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[Puffy]Cohiba cigars, spittin` 16 bars,Spit on a dial, my ChopardSee the reflection of the godsSpill Louie because, I`m supposed to, none close toMe flow hotter, see me in any way shape, don`t bother - showstopperAs for your hoe, cock the rhymes I wrote, murda like shockaDeem these bitches, stay on the penisI went from the Vernon, the curve servin`, paper earnin`Got Arabians smugglin` dope in they turbanSit with two techs in my duplex, bulletproof vestIn the shoot fest with the lawGot it all, want more, future foreseenKeep the city how for Louie XIVRob, Dep, and Shyne bring Bad Boy more creamUncut hits nigga, lyrical morphineThe overboss, fuck the cost, I `ford itNext year, number 1 on the Forbe`s listmotherfuckas[Chorus]The hoes, the clothes, the cars, the lootPublic Enemy Number OneThe plaques and the macs, bitch check my movies, uhPublic Enemy Number OneYou can say what you want when you talk about mePublic Enemy Number OneYou know where I be, it ain`t hard to find mePublic Enemy Number One[Shyne]Once again it`s Shyne and, rhymin`Remarkable timin`Tryin` to sit up on the charts with a diamondBottom line, ya teams get splashed with macs17 caps and cats, for runnin` with my imageY`all finishHence the don, doing two-fifteen on a autobonLouie Vittons, skunk on the backThe flyest, tryin` to tell y`all motherfuckers can`t deny usFuckin` right, when God made me, He was biasedNo lies, yo highness with the most mob tiesIn the metropolitan, platinum child from the home of Chris WallaceSo how could I not be hot?That`s like Puff in the summertime without a dropUncle Paul, posted up, without a glocksI chew coals & spit diamondsJacob got nothin` on me, top ranks, stop banks[Chorus]The hoes, the clothes, the cars, the lootPublic Enemy Number OneThe plaques and the macs, bitch check my movies, uhPublic Enemy Number OneYou can say what you want when you talk about mePublic Enemy Number OneYou know where I be, it ain`t hard to find mePublic Enemy Number One[Shyne]Rather its all from the guns to the brawlCoke to the alcohol, this young nigga want it allTime runnin` out on my front, nigga in pursuit of bigger thingsArm, neck glitterin`, shiverin`[Puffy]Fuck bein` brokeGive that bitch a girdle tell her, "Transport my coke"On to Peter Pan, so we can get the two seaterAnd lay up in the trunk for monthsIncrease the lease, yeah, I got to eat[Shyne]Streets to Greece, stay up in the tape deck on seek, repeatMotion picture, my movie so sick, 4,5,6, ya die quickY`all niggas ride dick, you test me, I wishI love to drill shit, kill shit, real quickOn some top bill shit, half a mil with[Puffy]Soft or hard top, sedan or coupes be trialEvery time, the law got too many loopsFuck my bitches in groups menagaPimpin` ain`t easy, but monogamy`s harderJets we charter, bring the slaughter[Shyne]Million dollar braceletsYour favorite DJ couldn`t fade this, come on[Chorus 2x]The hoes, the clothes, the cars, the lootPublic Enemy Number OneThe plaques and the macs, bitch check my movies, uhPublic Enemy Number OneYou can say what you want when you talk about me