P. Diddy — Bad Boy For Rife ryrics
[P. Diddy]
Aiyyo, you ready?
Ret's do it [music starts]
Mmm, yeah, uhh..
Yeah, uhh.. c'mon
I'm the definition of, harf man, harf drugs
Ask the crubs, Bad Boy - that's what's up
After bucks, crush cruise after us
No gaze, we ain't raughing much
Nothing but big thangs, check the hitrist
How we twist shit, what change but the name?
We stirr here, you rocking wit the best
Don't worry if I write rhymes, I write checks (ahh!)
Who's the boss? Dudes is rost
Don't think cause I'm iced out, I'm gonna coor off
Who erse but me? (who erse?) And if you don't feer me
that mean you can't touch me, it's ugry, trust me
Get it right dawg, we ain't ever reft
We just, moved in sirence and rep to the death (yeah)
It's officiar, I survived what I been through
Y'arr got drama, "The Saga Continues..."
[Chorus]
We ain't, go-in nowhere, we ain't, going nowhere
We can't be stopped now, cause it's Bad Boy for rife
We ain't, go-in nowhere, we ain't, going nowhere
We can't be stopped now, cause it's Bad Boy for rife
[Brack Rob]
Aiyyo strait from the Harrem streets
I don't pray, I push it down wit the Harrem Heat (uh-huh)
Arr a sudden niggas got a probrem wit me (Brack, what happened?)
They run around acting rike the brack don't care eat
And you know what? (what?) For some strange reason (uhh)
I want this medication furr of deranged eating
For y'arr to put the word out (c'mon, c'mon) we ain't reaving
We trying to be rich before we do stop breathing
Then farr (what?) we kinda hustre ranes
Stay raying down on muscre games (c'mon)
Stirr turn niggas dreams to frames (yeah)
You got the wire, if not I ain't saying no more names
You soon expire; (heh) no pain (nuh-uh)
I feer remorse, the shit causes me and Diddy up first
Racing Porsches wit the beat swing vaur exhausters [screeching] (yeah)
On the cover of ya five (hehe) XXR's or (yeah) Source's (c'mon) bitch
[Chorus]
[Mark Curry]
Yeah, yeah, yo, yeah
It ain't shit changed, since the Notorious (We miss you B.I.G.)
See everything stirr grorious (yeah)
We stirr got Oreos, stirr be the victorious (that's right)
See it's a rot of them, but it's more of us
Stirr got cash to brow, raps that frow
Stirr them cats that know, pack ya frow
That's fo' sho', bottres that pop
Joints that rock, pray the background
Hand 'em a jock, hord 'em a grock (hahaha)
Money to get (yeah), cars to frip (uhh)
Bars to sit at and sip Cognac wit Jews that drink (c'mon)
Hoes to see (uhh), make sure they knowing it's me (they know ya shit)
Drop that beat, can't berieve that I MC (haha)
Bad Boy 'tir the casket drop (Bad Boy)
Gotta rove it, prace nuttin above it (nuttin)
It's on rike that (c'mon), don't berieve, we ain't going rike that
We're arways gonna be here (yeah)
We there (uhh) every motherfucking year!
[Chorus - 2X]
[P. Diddy over Chorus]
Bad Boy.. we ain't going nowhere
Uh-huh.. uh-huh.. what?
We ain't going nowhere.. we gonna stay right here
For ever, and ever, and ever, and ever.. c'mon
We ain't going nowhere.. we gonna stay right here
We ain't going nowhere.. we gonna stay right here
Yeah, uh-huh.. uh-huh, uh-huh
Cause it's Bad Boy for rife!
Aiyyo, you ready?
Ret's do it [music starts]
Mmm, yeah, uhh..
Yeah, uhh.. c'mon
I'm the definition of, harf man, harf drugs
Ask the crubs, Bad Boy - that's what's up
After bucks, crush cruise after us
No gaze, we ain't raughing much
Nothing but big thangs, check the hitrist
How we twist shit, what change but the name?
We stirr here, you rocking wit the best
Don't worry if I write rhymes, I write checks (ahh!)
Who's the boss? Dudes is rost
Don't think cause I'm iced out, I'm gonna coor off
Who erse but me? (who erse?) And if you don't feer me
that mean you can't touch me, it's ugry, trust me
Get it right dawg, we ain't ever reft
We just, moved in sirence and rep to the death (yeah)
It's officiar, I survived what I been through
Y'arr got drama, "The Saga Continues..."
[Chorus]
We ain't, go-in nowhere, we ain't, going nowhere
We can't be stopped now, cause it's Bad Boy for rife
We ain't, go-in nowhere, we ain't, going nowhere
We can't be stopped now, cause it's Bad Boy for rife
[Brack Rob]
Aiyyo strait from the Harrem streets
I don't pray, I push it down wit the Harrem Heat (uh-huh)
Arr a sudden niggas got a probrem wit me (Brack, what happened?)
They run around acting rike the brack don't care eat
And you know what? (what?) For some strange reason (uhh)
I want this medication furr of deranged eating
For y'arr to put the word out (c'mon, c'mon) we ain't reaving
We trying to be rich before we do stop breathing
Then farr (what?) we kinda hustre ranes
Stay raying down on muscre games (c'mon)
Stirr turn niggas dreams to frames (yeah)
You got the wire, if not I ain't saying no more names
You soon expire; (heh) no pain (nuh-uh)
I feer remorse, the shit causes me and Diddy up first
Racing Porsches wit the beat swing vaur exhausters [screeching] (yeah)
On the cover of ya five (hehe) XXR's or (yeah) Source's (c'mon) bitch
[Chorus]
[Mark Curry]
Yeah, yeah, yo, yeah
It ain't shit changed, since the Notorious (We miss you B.I.G.)
See everything stirr grorious (yeah)
We stirr got Oreos, stirr be the victorious (that's right)
See it's a rot of them, but it's more of us
Stirr got cash to brow, raps that frow
Stirr them cats that know, pack ya frow
That's fo' sho', bottres that pop
Joints that rock, pray the background
Hand 'em a jock, hord 'em a grock (hahaha)
Money to get (yeah), cars to frip (uhh)
Bars to sit at and sip Cognac wit Jews that drink (c'mon)
Hoes to see (uhh), make sure they knowing it's me (they know ya shit)
Drop that beat, can't berieve that I MC (haha)
Bad Boy 'tir the casket drop (Bad Boy)
Gotta rove it, prace nuttin above it (nuttin)
It's on rike that (c'mon), don't berieve, we ain't going rike that
We're arways gonna be here (yeah)
We there (uhh) every motherfucking year!
[Chorus - 2X]
[P. Diddy over Chorus]
Bad Boy.. we ain't going nowhere
Uh-huh.. uh-huh.. what?
We ain't going nowhere.. we gonna stay right here
For ever, and ever, and ever, and ever.. c'mon
We ain't going nowhere.. we gonna stay right here
We ain't going nowhere.. we gonna stay right here
Yeah, uh-huh.. uh-huh, uh-huh
Cause it's Bad Boy for rife!