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Puff Daddy - Pain *
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* different from the song of the same title on _no way out_ [puff daddy in childs voice] Uncle puffy? Can you read us a bedtime story, please? Huh? please? [puff daddy] Alright check this out right here Woke up smoked up, broked up What I had left and rolled up, lit it Had a shorty that I brought home, hit it Sent her on her way, I got no time today (yo, imma call you next week, aight? ) With all this work I got no time to play (ok) Cash come and go, and I want mine to stay Alot of these fake cats wont mind the day I get an unfair play, then the stairway Thats why Im like twa, the airway Niggas wantin to believe what they heard through hear-say Hopin, but forget it Check the mail, its a letter from jail, from hoboken I open and I read it, it said [g-dep] What da deal son? Its ya nigga teals in the field, and its real son Imma have to steal one Caught up on the run with a gun Cant walk with it down then you cant conceal one What to do? I dont know if ya knew, that kid, true? Up in 1-2-2, he plottin to get you I hear hes due You just do what need doin Lets not forget these niggas could bleed too , one [puffy] Ok, good Those cats dont keep it real as they should Heard they dont pay good Stand around all day wishin they could But this green fufills they dreams They aint a team Answering machine on screen Phone rings, it was arlene from queens Head was mean, had a head for schemes Told her she get head to see me But she play her hand proper, nothin can stop her [female] Hey yo, what up playboy? Im out in saint croix With sun cats that say they real But they toys I heard ya doin it though And you in the flow Some niggas wanna ruin ya show? What up, yo? Whathchu want a rich shot up on his block? Or I could leave him in his bed dead, with his dick robbed [puffy] Na boo, imma show you how I do Just hit me when you get up top But come on through (aight) Now Im doin inventory Guns, clips, vest, bullets So when I pull it, its the end of story Leadin my men to glory Then get shorty to hold a pound for me I know she down for me Yeah, sneak up on em like a car thief These niggas mad cause its my party And my benz is wide-bodied Despise me, like the feds despise ghotti That I kill for a hobby and lay in your lobby So try me, go head and take a bite Might as well say good night Try to put me in the dark, I dont take it light Now if its wrong, make it right Not tommorow, tonight They barkin, I know the bite Jumped in the b-n-z Niggas gonna see the e-n-d fuckin with me See, I knew he was a snake out the ground Make me wanna call my man rock and break out the hounds Take it to the pier where you cant make out the sounds Thoughts in my head goin round, its goin down Pull up to his block, imma put it to his knock But, I dont see him, wouldnt wanna be in town Ride around for a minute Thinkin bout the pain that hell brings Interrupted by a cell ring Yeah yeah [female] hey boo come and get me, Im here [puffy] where? [female] teterboro Give me a few It was like I flew But it felt kinda strange, it was like I knew Pulled up around 2, late like I do With the urge to bug She gave me a nervous hug And when I heard the slugs What I saw in the blur was thugs Tryin to soak my fur with blood Dropped to the curb and ducked Pulled out the fifth, duck behind a car Like how Im gon get out this shit? These niggas dont know what they about to get A one way ticket to hell in my gun jail Bust my gun at three and one fell The other two, waitin to see what imma do [g-dep] Hope you brought your arms Cuz youre gonna need em to hold me [puffy] Peeped around the car slowly Then I let em have the whole wheat Man theres six million ways to die And you chose me, but Im an og And in the distance is police Im still bustin, tryin to kill something And I cant hide the fact that I peeled something I feel this thing, like in a minute I wont feel a thing The two cats jumped in the blue ac I fired one shot, they fired two back They murked off in the night I get them fools back, man they aint seen the last of me But Im bleeding rapidly Shot up in the stomach and that wasnt how it had to be Heartbeat failin, car alarm wailin Couldnt walk straight then the firearm failed Now Im thinkin how this bitch played me Then I faded
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