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译文: 吹牛老爹. 黑帮妈.
Yeah, yeah, yeah - AHHHHHHHH! Take that.. [P. Diddy] Welcome to New York motherfuckers where we don't play And out of towners get got like everyday And a gangsta's a gangsta
Star I'm florid idol, takin all titles Whole family 'spect it, whole fam connected Fuck off the hook, my shit's disconnected [Benzino softly speaking Hook] [P. Diddy
Just say no, just like Zappo Bulletproof vest, to Guns and Ammo Hip-Hop gangsta tripping Even Eminem's into pistol whipping Solid Crew told we're the ones P. Diddy
a flyin' bitch some old gangsta shit Flat screen DVD's smoking stank and shit Ain't dat shit Sunday bull tank and shit Top down air forces white tank and shit
don't play that shit Show me a target, I'll spray that shit, motherfucker I keep it (Gangsta) Long as I'm alive I'ma keep it (Gangsta) You know what
niggas spit, but y'all act like you don't hear me spit Like sellin' seven million records ain't the shit I don't win no Grammies, nigga I'm too gangsta
shit? You and Diddy y'all kill me with that subliminal shit, bitch Why is you frontin' and kickin' that street shit? Please, impress me, go back to that freak shit
and let it play straight through Used to throw my head back, like Kanye do Niggas never thought that i would break through, Irv, Gotti, and P Diddy passed
the west coast We missed you, welcome back, let's go Uhh, ya'hear that? New west Come on, uhh Here we go, Steady Gang, Steady Gang Steady Gang, Steady Gang
diddy dum As you groove to the gangster shit The D-O-Double-G the P-O-U-N-D, the gangsta clique Now as the Pound break it down with the gangsta funk I
shook over the beat Years before Busta, I had my first customer I was little L before Big L Before E-40, my name, shit was naughty Before Diddy, all
yeah - ahh! Take that.. (P. Diddy) Welcome to New York motherfuckers where we don't play And out of towners get got like everyday And a gangsta's a gangsta
ice, homie? You ain't gangsta, my clothes ain't tight on me You where nut huggers and drink Christian Brothers with fake ID A fraud ain't shit to me
day I ran through the game like Christian Foria How can the chicks ignore me, when the chicks adore me [P. Diddy] Come on now [Chorus] [P. Diddy
bitches like the boss you'z an amature blame it on your manager i run my city i aint talkin marathons i am not P.Diddy in a coupe lookin.....? doo
