Puff Daddy Young G's Lyrics



Young G's Lyrics

Puff Daddy

  • Intro: Biggie
  • Uhh check it out uhh
  • *singing* I steps in where the Mo's and the hoes at bay bee!
  • Fuck all that pretty shit
  • Takin it back to the gutter for you motherfuckers
  • Niggaz know the deal
  • Niggaz know who the Don is
  • Live from Bedford Stuyvesant the livest one
  • Peep game uhh what what
  • Verse One: Puff Daddy
  • Out of this world like Mars when I spit these bars
  • Come fuck with these stars up in luxury cars
  • We built them radars to stay free from the cops
  • Crucial choices to make, like A-C or the drop
  • Are we gonna stop? Shit man never my squad go broke
  • Your squad arti-choke
  • Watch your circle vanish like cigar smoke
  • Ain't no joke, when your ones don't show
  • Nigga I know, might say 'Been There Done That' like Dre
  • Through hard work I earn the vault
  • Promise God to never look back or I turn to salt
  • Got nice watches nice cars nice bitches and rings
  • Guess it's safe to say a nigga like me got nice things
  • Can't relate to motherfuckers, who ain't go no cake
  • When you all fucked up, and can't get no break
  • When your fake ass friends, don't help you out when you need it
  • Be on some real bullshit, politely tell you to beat it
  • Fuck that, get your own nigga, don't ask me for shit
  • That's what I did, now they all askin for hits
  • Nigga it's on for the simple fact I let it be known
  • We still fly but seperately cause now I, charter my own
  • Propellers, Goodfellas, leave all them playa haters jealous
  • Billboard charts should tell us, they can't touch us
  • Why niggaz bring the ruckus?
  • Because release day is bigger than Mandela's, motherfuckers
  • Chorus:
  • Just some ghetto boys
  • Living in these ghetto streets -- these ghetto streets
  • And everyday they gotta fight to stay alive
  • It's just reality
  • Verse Two: Jay-Z
  • Yeah, make you a deal, check
  • These here's the dog years and motherfuckers don't shed
  • I try to bring you life but motherfuckers want dead
  • So I travel with the babble, with the chrome, with the lead
  • Cause when it's on, then it's on, the shots flowin through your head
  • I been rich I been poor I saved and blown bread
  • Some say I been here before because of the way I zone
  • Some said, Jigga zone is like the fallin of Rome
  • Reoccuring, that he thinks like that cause he's observing
  • Won't be known until I'm gone and niggaz study my bones
  • Mentally been many places, but I'm Brooklyn's own
  • In the physical, onee seems, like a lost body
  • In fact my thoughts don't differ much from that of God body
  • But it's the odd shottie, that got cats, likening me
  • to the mob John Gotti, rap dudes bitin me cause
  • I got it locked like the late Bob Marley
  • Pardon me y'all, the great Bob Marley
  • Solemnly we mourn, all the rappers that's gone
  • Niggaz that got killed in the field and all the babies born
  • Know they ain't fully prepared for this New World Order
  • So I keep it ghetto like sunflower seeds and quarter waters
  • You walk em through it, you know, talk em through it
  • Know these beads is more than music whenever I talk to it
  • Destined for greatness and y'all knew this, when I doubled the pie
  • Had a shorty and a girdle comin out of B-W-I (in school)
  • I hated algebra but I loved to multiply
  • And I told my nigga Big I'd be multi before I die
  • It's gonna happen whether rappin or clappin have it your way
  • Cause if that's my dough you're trappin, I'm clappin your way
  • Chorus
  • Verse Three: Notorious B.I.G.
  • Damn it feel good to see people up on it
  • Flipped two keys in two weeks and didn't flaunt it
  • My brain is haunted, with mean dreams
  • GS's with BB's on it, supreme schemes, to get Richer
  • than Richie, quickly, niggaz wanna hit me
  • If they get me, dress my body in linen by Armani, check it
  • My lyrical carjack, make your brains splat
  • High caliber gats is all I fuck with, now peep the rough shit
  • in my circumfrence, mad bitches, with mad lucci
  • Bulletproof vestes under they coochie
  • Spittin my uzi, don't lose me, my trigga niggaz represent
  • Drivin dirty in J-30's gettin bent
  • And to my hit hoes, my murder mommies
  • I be smokin trees in Belize when they find me
  • While you still killin niggaz with punany, like heiny
  • and Cyrus up in Cypress fuck you raw you on the floor with the virus
  • While I just, slang coke, smoke pounds to choke
  • Got lawyers watchin lawyers so I won't go broke, now check it
  • Them country niggaz call me Frank White
  • I'm squirtin off in my loft of course I know my shit's tight
  • Sunrise open my eyes no surprise
  • Got my shorty flyin in with keys taped to her thighs
  • With all the utensils, who hang my china thing
  • She half black half oriental eighty-six she got me rental
  • The situation ain't accidental..
  • What? From a, from a young G's perspective.. (repeat 2X)
  • Chorus 2X to fade


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