PUFF DADDY REVERSE Lyrics

[Puffy]
I'll never stop
I don't give a f___
If it's me against a million billion of ya'll mother f___ers
I will never stop

I bust six out the roof of my Bentley Coup
Head shots so mother f___ers can't regroup, can't recoup
I'll be d___ed if you get more points than me
Sell more joints than me
Steal your faith, take a puff, inhale my name
Smoke on it, s___, choke on it
b____ n____, I'mma make a hit n____
Hot mother f___er down to the skit n____
Game over playa, and n____ ya scored low
Hit me later young, and I'm at the award show
Bank account ten digits and it's all "O's"
I floss the most s___, f___ the most hoes
Come on, you can even ask Don Juan
It's official now, they all rock Sean John
Might have to change my name to strong arm
You came to get money man?
That s___ been long gone, come on

[Shyne]
Have much to do with n____ since Nicolas Bond
Poppin' and choppin' until the day that I'm gone
Shyne poor, cuz your dream come from one bottle
Prominent premier, premium bravo
Watch him explain ain't nothin' but blood thug crime though
Shots in the spinal, from my rivals
Cross the t's and dot the i's and
Pay the judge, drop the top we'll mess around
s___, it's the kid rapper's feelin'
You cowards don't know? I'd rather be racketeerin' somewhere
Bustin' shots in the atmosphere and
Not caring, f___in' the proscecutor at my hearin'
Money laundering, honies wondering
Who me? I reply casually
Come what God would be if He was a straight G
Tonight too tight out of a big ditch we ride

[Redman]
Yo yo yo, it's your hide
Grab the rope and yell rawhide
Front line is p____, call off sides
I'm focus but my hand is cross-eyed
I left my gun home, here borrow mine
Pop the nine like a judge "All rise"
This gun'll knock plants off tall guys
We value-packs, y'all small fries
(Yo, I'm from the projects)
Yo, but on the floor tied
Don't matter, we'll take up all size
Truly yours doc, then PPP hide, my name is
Since five, I talk jive
In church dressed in cordoroy ties
Now I'm grown up and been married four times
Besides, I'm just a sight for soar eyes
Brick city, known pop the door wide
Stolen Bonneville in New York High

[G-Dep]
Reversin' the plot
Last come, first one to rot, first in the glot
If I miss, circlin' the block, servin' the pot
And I be the person to watch
If your girl missin' the rock, purse and a watch
Hot as it gets, from Hell came outta you debts
Buy the cassette, rewind it to death
Alota y'all sweat it, you try to forget
How I rock s___ from N.Y. to Tibet
You got it to bet? That's just how you got into debt
You lost when you nodded your neck
Through the vest, through the chest that you tried to protect
Take the voice that you try to project, check
Darin' you to kid, cat shootin' sperm in you wiz
I'm why you smell herb in the crib
Man I'm out for doubtful, s___ I spit a mouthful
Indo out-do, intro to outro

[Sauce Money]
I'm the hottest thing spittin' so go warn your clique
Them n____s y'all look up to is on my d___
Sauce m_________in' born to hit
I get so far up in your a__, think I was on some s___
Look, you against me is really nothin' to see
Who, when, where, what it's gon' be
I don't give a f___ if it's he or she
I'm the virgin of hip hop
Nobody f___in' with me
I know your type, you a ride d___ n____
Cry sick n____, lied quick n____
Out of turn speakin', first one leakin'
Always the Suzuki side kick n____
b____es don't cast stones down, they throw bricks
Why I come through and tell 'em to blow d___
These n____'s the nicest? No, go fish
Sauce, you da best m_________er, no s___

[Cee-Lo]
You're treated and competed, walk away from it undefeated
Observe it from over there, ok
Ain't It obvious we overheated
You talkin' that slick s___
But I jus' know that you meant me
But evidently, you don't know
I get your a__ gone permanently
It ain't complex
I'll just bang holes or you're ablin' to ask who next
Do a drive-by on your project, take the traps
Come on and get some of our gun c___s
I'll straighten out the n____ now
When I snap, make your chest cavity collapse
When I glide the entire map
With the frequent four alarm fire, rap straight up
Put weight down, f___ around, you ate up
And n____ when I eat, I mean I lick the whole plate up
Look in my eyes, I'm not scared
Sucka, you heard what I said
If you don't wanna get dead
No it ain't no cure, ice cold in the low, the go-rilla
The mo' scrilla the more real-la, I live to rule

[Busta]
Don't hold me back, you bet
How many n____'s think they f___in' with mines
A n____ God blessed with such an undeniable shine
I hope you know there's nothin' fresher
The manifester apply the pressure
Tie you up and gag you in your mouth with a piece of polyester
Now fix your f___in' face up
Empty the chest of drawers before I stretch your jaw
Everybody hit the f___in' floor
Only the real mother f___ers belong
I hope n____'s don't end the party before we finish the song
(b____ n____)
You be the last to come and harrass, reflect on the past
When I used to pull spine outcho a__
Live n____'s go stack money, continue to bill s___
Long as I'm in this f___er I'm determined to kill s___
Zap n____'s like cellular flips and swell up your lips
f___ with so much d___ in their a__ it's shrinkin' her hen house
Hey yo, before you empty your clip and pull at your trigger
Salute the legacy of these throroughly recognized n____s