Black Rob - Pd World Tour Lyrics
Featuring puff daddy[cheering]Uhh , yeah , cmon , black robWhere black rob at?Pd world tourer , harlem horrorWe backYeah ya-, ya-, yall thought we was gonna stay away for a long timeSo what you gon do now?Sorry, lets goChorus: p diddyYo black rob makin all stops we gon party till this mother*****ing ball dropsSnatchin all propsSwitchin gears on the ducati , cats schemin problyBut we aint tryin na hurt nobody (we aint tryin na hurt nobody)We just tryin na make it clear , there b.r. is hereAnd we come to lock it down this yearSo without further ado , we bring to you (without further ado)You highness , (your highness) , black rob , spanish harlems finest[black rob]I be the pd world tourer , harlem horrorCatch me in a lex 470 or the explorerThe underworld figure , mo moralsSmall shit its only room to get bigger and spread love on my niggasI figure Im the best thing since ham and gritsThat shit flip it , its off the hook , its unlistedThe wizard like juwan howardI drop the bomb when you want test the don powerIts on dude , I warned you before the wildinMy team some sick cats fresh from wards islandIm sayin , I try to tell em how I do due to the fact youWas duckin my debut , duckin the ginsuB.r., natural born threatHe got his tech and I aint even put it on yetJust imagine, me and you toe to toe back of the paddywagonTo the death, till one of us got no breath leftProtect that neckChorus[black rob]I roll with soldiers, quick to run pass and snuff youRegulate the streets of bk with brass knucklesAt last stuck you, and your so called teamThem so called mean, cats sound like ben vareenCaught me, diggin in the scene, 115, lex minivan light greenWatching my cream, stopping my creamShits been tried before, my shits stress, with no lactose at allI mean Im just limpin, cuz right now I see the profitShow me some grams I chop it, show me some land I cop itShow me some hoe somewhere in the tropicsAnd ima suck the ***** till she beg me to stop itThats real, ima tell you how the black man feelPack toast but still catch him with the backhand steelPimp status, while you run around with shrimp statusGot a gat and decided to clap at least twenty right at usWe aint mad though, we got the bulletproof doughAnd thats the way my niggas roll, if you was seein his doughYoud be the same babyChorus[p diddy]Yo when I walk up in the place all eyes is on meIs it me, or the hundred grand worth of icyCant underestimate me I beg your pardonIf yall aint had guns I probably woudnt of brought my squadronBut unfortunately its that war outsideAnd I still roll with bulletproof doors on my rideThey call me pd, holy like koranRockin sean john, poppin sean don*****ing ghetto don juanTop of the world, watch me snatch your hood treasureMight have to check a few cats for good measurePlayboy you know the drilly, yall cats is real sillyWhat I gotta do sell another ten millyIts crazy how they all fall down, all balls downIts hectic so I send black to come and check itAint shit changed, same shit stains, in the businessApproach me, play me closely, hopin hopefully (keep hopin)Before I slip I let you know that Im on to yaYour handsll never touch my bad boy formulaAnd this year, Im gonna hit em severeAyo paul, get the bent lets get the ***** up outta hereChorus 2x
