guns cocked I'm dirty riding 30 stuntin' cock like Yung Joc I'm the talk of the town Lightin' up 50 rounds Meet me in a circle everybody it's goin
you thuggin', it doesn't matter It goes into my mind as just chit-chatter You may say, I have a ego, or just merry free But none of that tough talk, I
up and break the clutch down in the five-speed, smirkin then pull up at high speed Can you enterprise and rise like cream do? And leave em talk about
fries Yo, I'm from the projects Yo, but on the floor tied Don't matter, we'll take up all size Truly yours doc, then PPP hide, my name is Since five, I talk
y'all, alright alright! [Chorus] [Outro: P. Diddy] C'mon and c'mon now Everybody c'mon and c'mon now Everybody c'mon and c'mon now Let's rock, c'mon
What we gon' tell 'em man?) We gon' tell that nigga (Pass the Courvoisier) We gon' tell that brotha (Pass the Courvoisier) Everybody sing it now {*Pass the Courvoisier*} Everybody
' tell 'em man?) We gon' tell that nigga (Pass the Courvoisier) We gon' tell that brotha (Pass the Courvoisier) Everybody sing it now {Pass the Courvoisier} Everybody
that Phantom bumpin that Yo Gotti He's the boss of the town, call him young John Gotti Sittin down with the plug, bout to order up some taco's Talkin'
a quarterback like bret farve ( i said ] Trappin aint dead you niggas jus scared niggas jus playin dey dont want no bread everybody in the gane say
Everybody's laughing in my mind Rumors spreading 'bout this other guy Do you do what you did, what you did with me? Does he love you the way I can? Did
I'm talking summertime cookouts and wintertime flights It ain't nothing, we hearing shots all night Ford Taurus pulls up everybody run White boys jump out, running wit they guns, 5-0, 5-0 Ford Taurus leave, everybody
' for me I'll be on the block With my thang cocked possibly sittin' on a drop, now 'Cause, I'm a rida, yeah Yea I'ma soul survivor, yeah 'Cause everybody
buisness Can you Just tell em' to mind their buisness Just tell em' to mind their buisness Just tell em' to mind their buisness Can you stop, stop talking
's in trouble As you run through my jungle all you hear is rumbles Kanye West samples, here's one for example Gossip, gossip, nigga just stop it Everybody
do our talking with the laser beam Coming out of this place in a bullet's embrace Then we'll do it again How can they say, Jenny could you come back home? 'Cause everybody
love you, Please don`t go, not even words talking about it Dona??t wanna talk about how he broke my heart Dona??t wanna talk about how we
I feel like everybody's standing around me Watching me now I feel like whatever I do tonight Would be the talk of the town They wanna know how I'm gonna
who's lost With no direction, oh But you'll never see You're so busy making masks With my name on it in all caps You've got the talking down Just not