Fake Thugs Dedication Songtext

von Puff Daddy

[Puff Daddy]
Aiyyo
One two, one two
One two, one two
This one right here, goes out to all the fake thugs out there
Yeah, yeah uh huh

Yo when you say you thuggin, it doesn matter
It goes into my mind as just chit-chatter
You may say I have a ego, or just maybe three
But none of that tough luck I take seriously
It goes, in one ear and right out the other
Heard that fake thug shit? brotha
I don't mean to brag, never never hate
You ain't got the bank that it takes to stop this
Ha (ha) ha (ha) ha (ha) ha sucker you missed
I put feelings inside, you know who I am
P-U-2-F, keys to the U.S.
And I hate when one, attempts to analyze
Franchise get your hands tied
Thrown over a boat, don't know what you was thinking
That dream is over, your body sinking

[Redman]
Yo yo yo, yo yo yo
All of you thugs out there, who don't got it,
Come to Brooklyn and get shoot to shit,
Yo fuck you you and you you, fuck you and you
See that, Brooklyn get shoot to shit
Aiyyo bitch, you know what I want and what I bring
You know we tired and you shoot to shit
You want hardcore smash the walls
Back, and back, back to y'all
With funny niggas after y'all

[Puff Daddy]
You got it ziplocked (that's right)
Everybody hits the floor when the shit drops
This shit knocked, bitch stop (bitch, stop)
We brawl, we pile, we all night long
We don't stop, niggas thought the heat was gone
But I'm back to do it again, lead up rhymes
BAD BOY, we turn into the scene of the crime
I'm accurate, damn you can have that shit
I just wanna get a slide with the baddest bitch
Models and actresses, that swallow
Bottles, that magnum shit
Get, nice as fuck, leave when the lights is up
Tear it down when the mics is up
Lately they say Diddy's gettin nice as hell
Shit, if I don't write it I recite it well
Locked the flow, so tight you got to know
I'm tight with my glock and my dough
Motherfuckers

[Redman]
Yo yo yo, yo yo yo
All of you thugs out there, who don't got it,
How many times we tear it down and shoot to shit now,
Yo fuck you you and you you, fuck you and you
Yo in Brooklyn you'd get shoot to shit
Aiyyo bitch, you know what I want and what I bring
Don't fuck with me you won't get shoot to shit
You want hardcore smash the walls
Back, and back, back to y'all
With funny niggas after y'all

[Puff Daddy]
Aiyyo ladies, get up
Bounce your tits up
Be happy Brooklyn ain't shoot this shit up
Cause I see some ladies tonight
That I could give a condom or 3 babies tonight
You might catch a flight if you playing me right
But if you whack there you gettin cab fare
Yo, I'm more for drama little clap clap there
I mean I ain't Ghandi of this whole rap gear
But you see honey what I'm rappin with there?
All I need is a minute to get back to the lair
Back where it is let's trap the deal, where
Cease is with a few of his pieces
That's how we is, east side and divide
If she ain't with, I-9-5 hit the road tramp
And don't you come back no more no more no more
No more

[Redman]
Yo yo yo, yo yo yo
All of you thugs out there, who don't got it
You ain't touched fuck don't shoot to shit
Fuck you you and you you, fuck you and you
We with Bad Boy don't shoot to shit
Aiyyo bitch, you know what I want, and what I bring
Yo New York city don't shoot to shit
You want hardcore smash the walls
Back, and back, back to y'all
With funny niggas after y'all

Repeat to fade

P Diddy gonna shoot to shit