Puff Daddy - Reverse Lyrics
[puffy]Ill never stopI dont give a *****If its me against a million billion of yall mother *****ersI will never stopI bust six out the roof of my bentley coupHead shots so mother *****ers cant regroup, cant recoupIll be damned if you get more points than meSell more joints than meSteal your faith, take a puff, inhale my nameSmoke on it, shit, choke on it***** nigga, imma make a hit niggaHot mother *****er down to the skit niggaGame over playa, and nigga ya scored lowHit me later young, and Im at the award showBank account ten digits and its all osI floss the most shit, ***** the most hoesCome on, you can even ask don juanIts official now, they all rock sean johnMight have to change my name to strong armYou came to get money man?That shit been long gone, come on[shyne]Have much to do with nigga since nicolas bondPoppin and choppin until the day that Im goneShyne poor, cuz your dream come from one bottleProminent premier, premium bravoWatch him explain aint nothin but blood thug crime thoughShots in the spinal, from my rivalsCross the ts and dot the is andPay the judge, drop the top well mess aroundShit, its the kid rappers feelinYou cowards dont know? Id rather be racketeerin somewhereBustin shots in the atmosphere andNot caring, *****in the proscecutor at my hearinMoney laundering, honies wonderingWho me? I reply casuallyCome what God would be if he was a straight gTonight too tight out of a big ditch we ride[redman]Yo yo yo, its your hideGrab the rope and yell rawhideFront line is *****, call off sidesIm focus but my hand is cross-eyedI left my gun home, here borrow minePop the nine like a judge all riseThis gunll knock plants off tall guysWe value-packs, yall small fries(yo, Im from the projects)Yo, but on the floor tiedDont matter, well take up all sizeTruly yours doc, then ppp hide, my name isSince five, I talk jiveIn church dressed in cordoroy tiesNow Im grown up and been married four timesBesides, Im just a sight for soar eyesBrick city, known pop the door wideStolen bonneville in new york high[g-dep]Reversin the plotLast come, first one to rot, first in the glotIf I miss, circlin the block, servin the potAnd I be the person to watchIf your girl missin the rock, purse and a watchHot as it gets, from hell came outta you debtsBuy the cassette, rewind it to deathAlota yall sweat it, you try to forgetHow I rock shit from n.y. to tibetYou got it to bet? thats just how you got into debtYou lost when you nodded your neckThrough the vest, through the chest that you tried to protectTake the voice that you try to project, checkDarin you to kid, cat shootin sperm in you wizIm why you smell herb in the cribMan Im out for doubtful, shit I spit a mouthfulIndo out-do, intro to outro[sauce money]Im the hottest thing spittin so go warn your cliqueThem niggas yall look up to is on my dickSauce mother*****in born to hitI get so far up in your ass, think I was on some shitLook, you against me is really nothin to seeWho, when, where, what its gon beI dont give a ***** if its he or sheIm the virgin of hip hopNobody *****in with meI know your type, you a ride dick niggaCry sick nigga, lied quick niggaOut of turn speakin, first one leakinAlways the suzuki side kick nigga*****es dont cast stones down, they throw bricksWhy I come through and tell em to blow dickThese niggas the nicest? no, go fishSauce, you da best mother*****er, no shit[cee-lo]Youre treated and competed, walk away from it undefeatedObserve it from over there, okAint it obvious we overheatedYou talkin that slick shitBut I jus know that you meant meBut evidently, you dont knowI get your ass gone permanentlyIt aint complexIll just bang holes or youre ablin to ask who nextDo a drive-by on your project, take the trapsCome on and get some of our gun crapsIll straighten out the nigga nowWhen I snap, make your chest cavity collapseWhen I glide the entire mapWith the frequent four alarm fire, rap straight upPut weight down, ***** around, you ate upAnd nigga when I eat, I mean I lick the whole plate upLook in my eyes, Im not scaredSucka, you heard what I saidIf you dont wanna get deadNo it aint no cure, ice cold in the low, the go-rillaThe mo scrilla the more real-la, I live to rule[busta]Dont hold me back, you betHow many niggas think they *****in with minesA nigga God blessed with such an undeniable shineI hope you know theres nothin fresherThe manifester apply the pressureTie you up and gag you in your mouth with a piece of polyesterNow fix your *****in face upEmpty the chest of drawers before I stretch your jawEverybody hit the *****in floorOnly the real mother *****ers belongI hope niggas dont end the party before we finish the song(***** nigga)You be the last to come and harrass, reflect on the pastWhen I used to pull spine outcho assLive niggas go stack money, continue to bill shitLong as Im in this *****er Im determined to kill shitZap niggas like cellular flips and swell up your lips***** with so much dick in their ass its shrinkin her hen houseHey yo, before you empty your clip and pull at your triggerSalute the legacy of these throroughly recognized niggas
