Lirik Lagu Angels With Dirty Faces - Puff Daddy F/ Bizzy Bone
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[Bizzy Bone]Let it go (let it go) Let yourself go(I was passin til the cops come)Big beef (I was passin til the cops comeReady ready ready ready ready.)big beefin with the mistressfor the backs of the lions as we growl mutherfuckerwe all livin in the last motherfuckin day this is revalationsif it don't go down now that mean nobody was wrongand you face yourself with that question, for the answer..the fuck do you believe in?
Let's take a pie to the badguyZero well where my cateye dadeyeMy flavour frame the raddleHot out, hot out of problemMy album hit the shelves we hustle for record salesIf my niggas stole hear my niggas thirty thousand talesGet me squad cars excetera (Excetera) tell me my position as we yell (Yell)This isn't bullshit like pimples in the publicMade gratafyingIf you don't like my bullets set hell ta pink factionL.A. Lugers start your mad punkThey really got a smash onAnd they would probly blast you
[Puff Daddy]I'm married to the game and every year's the sameBullets rain all seasonHeaven and Hell is only what you believe inEmpty the shells and niggas give you the reasonEveryone one's the type ta be stuckin, duckin and weavinProbly breathinMy stories no fairy tail rich niggas ain't neva sell [Ha ha ha]From my buck to the worldGave my Glock to my girlDon't mix the kids with the BenzBaby it ends if she sells [Come on] woofin
[Chorus]
[Bizzy Bone]Ohh playa ohh niggaGotta lot of shells to lock you down (x4)
[Puff Daddy]Lookin theys bullets hit guerillasExpressions can mean a lot to my stressin and progressinYou guessin I seen a lotThe papers got it stressin and impressinWe spin a lotConfessions get us blessins from the LordWe sin a lotWonderin "Will he let me in or not?"I's still tryin ta find a reason whyBecause I'm a bad boyThey wanna label me a bad guyWho am I?
[Bizzy Bone]It's P Diddy muthafucka
[Puff Daddy]Do or die?
[Bizzy Bone]Don't give a fuck motherfucker
Two strikes no chicken typesIt's the type he bucks ammunition,(Pistol shots) buck, bucks ammunition babyHe's got the flavour the kind that got me still downRun around me watch the hill downSo buck the best I'm hear nowYes, best neva goneFresh out the foster homeIf I had a just talked to the psychiatristTell him my head is just blow with a scinessCan't you come ride with me? Come ride with me?Bubbye me with a gunSlide the weed and rumCome get high wit meYou don't talk weed wit me, Bizzy BoneYou don't leave me anymoreLeave me bitch, shit I've slept on the floor (Ha ha ha)Who dat left before? Blackout tears the stackhouseCriminals, detention aren't they always badwhen I'm thinkin dem (Come on) doctor?
[Chorus x4]
Incetiest, hiddyest, grittiest, shittiestin the club smack the prettiest in a miniGrittiest beef in with the mistressDiddy the city I pitty with little kids picking up pennysand niggas I thought I brought up with selling book for a livingmaking minimum wage like confetti, it's gotta be a mistakeY'all oughta don't tell us and it's just those seven elementsDon't tell us it's those seven elementsDippin on in our lips for money and it don't land upon thatWe ready like 45 scripture [Yea]Make money like that, nigga, you know what I'm sayin
[Puff Daddy]See what you niggas do to me I do to youAnd if I'm who you came to see then do what you gotta doWe can do it anywhere, right here, right thereAnd if you sleep turn your dream to a nightmareNiggas gon creepNo sleep til the heatThey lookin at me funny, fuck a hoe get this money [Ha ha ha]It time for the misfits niggas bring ya clipsBoys on my mindPackin bullets from the mines my brothas
[Chorus x7]
Let's take a pie to the badguyZero well where my cateye dadeyeMy flavour frame the raddleHot out, hot out of problemMy album hit the shelves we hustle for record salesIf my niggas stole hear my niggas thirty thousand talesGet me squad cars excetera (Excetera) tell me my position as we yell (Yell)This isn't bullshit like pimples in the publicMade gratafyingIf you don't like my bullets set hell ta pink factionL.A. Lugers start your mad punkThey really got a smash onAnd they would probly blast you
[Puff Daddy]I'm married to the game and every year's the sameBullets rain all seasonHeaven and Hell is only what you believe inEmpty the shells and niggas give you the reasonEveryone one's the type ta be stuckin, duckin and weavinProbly breathinMy stories no fairy tail rich niggas ain't neva sell [Ha ha ha]From my buck to the worldGave my Glock to my girlDon't mix the kids with the BenzBaby it ends if she sells [Come on] woofin
[Chorus]
[Bizzy Bone]Ohh playa ohh niggaGotta lot of shells to lock you down (x4)
[Puff Daddy]Lookin theys bullets hit guerillasExpressions can mean a lot to my stressin and progressinYou guessin I seen a lotThe papers got it stressin and impressinWe spin a lotConfessions get us blessins from the LordWe sin a lotWonderin "Will he let me in or not?"I's still tryin ta find a reason whyBecause I'm a bad boyThey wanna label me a bad guyWho am I?
[Bizzy Bone]It's P Diddy muthafucka
[Puff Daddy]Do or die?
[Bizzy Bone]Don't give a fuck motherfucker
Two strikes no chicken typesIt's the type he bucks ammunition,(Pistol shots) buck, bucks ammunition babyHe's got the flavour the kind that got me still downRun around me watch the hill downSo buck the best I'm hear nowYes, best neva goneFresh out the foster homeIf I had a just talked to the psychiatristTell him my head is just blow with a scinessCan't you come ride with me? Come ride with me?Bubbye me with a gunSlide the weed and rumCome get high wit meYou don't talk weed wit me, Bizzy BoneYou don't leave me anymoreLeave me bitch, shit I've slept on the floor (Ha ha ha)Who dat left before? Blackout tears the stackhouseCriminals, detention aren't they always badwhen I'm thinkin dem (Come on) doctor?
[Chorus x4]
Incetiest, hiddyest, grittiest, shittiestin the club smack the prettiest in a miniGrittiest beef in with the mistressDiddy the city I pitty with little kids picking up pennysand niggas I thought I brought up with selling book for a livingmaking minimum wage like confetti, it's gotta be a mistakeY'all oughta don't tell us and it's just those seven elementsDon't tell us it's those seven elementsDippin on in our lips for money and it don't land upon thatWe ready like 45 scripture [Yea]Make money like that, nigga, you know what I'm sayin
[Puff Daddy]See what you niggas do to me I do to youAnd if I'm who you came to see then do what you gotta doWe can do it anywhere, right here, right thereAnd if you sleep turn your dream to a nightmareNiggas gon creepNo sleep til the heatThey lookin at me funny, fuck a hoe get this money [Ha ha ha]It time for the misfits niggas bring ya clipsBoys on my mindPackin bullets from the mines my brothas
[Chorus x7]
