The Saga Continues(Album Version Explicit) - P. Diddy And The Bad Boy Family

Yeah can you hear me Yeah

There's certain things in life that you can stop

And there's certain things in life that can't be stopped

Let's go

And now for your bad Bad Boys

Starting at guard

Y'all niggaz still talkin'

Oh you got a little name little fame little fortune

What you have is a portion

'Bout the size of the hats in the back of my Porsche and

So you better use caution knowin' I'm the boss and

I'm sittin' on pyramids flossin'

I don't really gotta talk son

I can get lost and sit back livin' off endorsements

I'm a pro kid

Why you actin' like you don't really know kid

Any records I broke it

Through the fame and the stardom

Makin' my mark on Harlem like Poe did

I said here's your eviction notice

But you probably already know this

I don't mean to be greedy

But turn on your TV I picked up your CD P D

This is gruesome

Niggaz always grab that mic

And salt like they really gon' do some'

What's wrong with you son

Oh you got a new gun

Do you know how to use one

Then you livin' an illusion livin' in a used one

While I'm in The Limited cruisin'

You ain't really got a crew son

You givin' them amusement

Fuck what your Comic Views meant

Youse a smoke head

I've been doin' this since this Pro-Ked

Broke breads with the coke heads

Been down still I get around

Like a nigga with broke legs on a moped

I said "I'm a Top Gun like Gossett

Run and get your CD and cassette"

Gossip lotta niggaz got lip

But they ain't got hot yet 'til they got Dep

Why niggaz lie like that

Know they ain't fly like that

Niggaz get fried like that

And you don't wanna die like that

Have your momma cryin' like that

Besides all that I'm in to get it fryin' like that

Still on the block and move pies like that

Never my life dealt with guys that rap

In fact I leave a nigga with his eyes all sad

Swoll up y'all niggaz better hold up

Any nigga that roll up could get fold up

Body get ripped up and then sewed up

Every nigga I fucked with niggaz is growed up

We don't play games get on the stand and say names

All we do is cock back and spray planes

Give a fuck if nigga hustle or gang bang

Nigga try to use they muscle and fang fang

Keep frontin' I'ma put a crease in your jaw

Might catch me squeezin' the four

My nigga I go to war and if a nigga want the raw

You still gotta come in the store

Y'all never had a run in before

With the likes of an outlaw

Predicate assassin' smashin'

Open shit rig scope focus it

Give niggaz what they 'posed to get

Oppose the clique I send five close to six

Hood fellaz that'll come close your shit

Niggaz stay with the frozen wrists

Now the smoke colored big Benz with the top broke off

Fix your face we back on the paper chase

Never left so I ain't gotta take your place

Fuck the fake bogus niggaz that ain't notice

The breadwinner three-six-five I stay focused nigga

We'll never stop we'll never stop

One of the greatest teams that ever lived

It's like in our blood

We gotta be born this way

Bad Boy baby

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