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Utwór: What You Want

  • wykonawca: Puff Daddy
  • album: Forever
  • wyświetleń: 903

[Intro]
  Ladies and gentlemen
  We are gathered here today
  To join
  I see it, yeah
  Yeah, yeah
  I like this right here
  Yeah, yeah
  One-Two, One-Two, in the place to be
  As you can see
  I am the crush groovin'
  There's a whole lot of stars be groovin' in here tonight
  The record breaking and the record making
  Yeah, yeah, turn this up
    From the states to over seas
  Every city in between I hit the scene
  Catch fire like kerosene
  Geting paid for more then a decade
  We been blazing, y'all wasn't ready for the PD invasion
  Caught you off guard, got bitches, got cars
  Healin' war scars, puff smoke out of the jar
  Catch flights to and fro, nigga who you know?
  No one important, just another nigga flossing
  Gotta seal, what I'm touching is real
  You just a clone wit' a production deal
  I sailed the seven seas and kept my head above the water
  Sorry I left you, but now I am back for ya
  But it's like we never bounced, platinum from word of mouth
  Hottest niggas out
  Alot better, the shit's too strong
  I'm home now, daddy's been gone too long
    [1] - [Lil' Kim]
  What you niggas want
  Wanna talk slick
  Wanna do shit, try shit, new shit
  Who you fucking wit'
  You and your weak clique
  Bitch you creep wit' got you in some deep shit
  You coppin' pleas now, it ain't a secret
  Trying to be niggas you can't even speak with
  You can't run, you can't hide
  Bad Boy 'till the day we die
    Tell they all like Jordan in the fall
  On top of the hill like Lauren, Killing 'Em Soft'
  What you grillin' me for?
  Kept my name good, we from the same hood
  Made some change, put the range wit' the stained wood
  Now chicks, they keep they eyes on me
  Wanna grind on me
  Haters plotting so I keep my nine on me
  You can't stop 'em when them shells is popping
  Look good to the public eye, your streets is watching
  At all times, put it all on the line
  Without a care dreams of cream turn to nightmares
  No one to talk to, don't know who to trust
  Got your gun out and don't know who to bust
  It get like that though, when you stack that dough
  Can't run from it yo, that's when they get close
  So put up you guards, keep faith in God
  I promise y'all the world'll be ours
    [Repeat 1]
    Your games amaze, but alot of ways, many choices
  Can't sleep, when I do I hear voices
  Speakin' loud and clear, wait 'till you come out this year
  So I listen back cause the street is missing that
  What a world we live in
  So cold I'm shivering, slipping
  Gotta work with what I'm given, shit
  Bitches is trifling, hands out grabbin'
  Niggas hating, scheming and back stabbin'
  That's why they hang around you, just to be seen
  Type to leave a gun fight wit' a full magazine
  No blood, not hit, chamber ain't warm
  What part of the game is this? And who's side you on?
  Can't be out for wealth and out for self, won't work
  Find yourself tucked and surrounded by dirt
  In a verse I show the whole earth my work
  It got to get better because it can't get no worse
    [Repeat 1]
  [Repeat 1]
  

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