| Lyrics: | Yeah
[1] - How many niggas that'll die for you
How many get a quiche like the pie, wit
you
I ain't talkin' 'bout those that get high with you
Niggas know, if a red's on ya head,
then they ride with you
How many niggas that'll die for you
How many get a quiche
like the pie, wit you
I ain't talkin' 'bout those that get high with you
Niggas know, if a
red's on ya head, then they ride with you
[Puff Daddy]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Well, I'mma ride for you, would you ride for me?
Well, I'mma die for you, would you die
for me?
Obviously, we all know you type of cats
Let they man get struck, never strike back
Stay in the street, seven days a week
Shit get hot, you never blaze your heat
Stupid
motherfucker wanna play me sweet
So I keep 'em on his toes, that way he never sleeps
Bigger than the king and the Pope, sling no dope
Call me anything but broke
When it's
on, I guarantee my team don't choke
Want a war, you niggas better bring yo' force
And when
I say we won't quit, believe this shit
When I talk about a Benz, let you see the 6
And
when I'm talkin' to a ho, let you meet my bitch
When Puff talk, you niggas take heed to this
[Repeat 1]
[Mase]
Yo, if you down to act, we came to scrap
We beef '89,
still watch your back
A nigga smack me, I'mma smack 'em back
If it lead to the guns, then
that be that
And lately, niggas that snake me, just make me
Wanna send 'em heat without AC
Thinks I'm sweet, taste me
How much you really want it?
Enough to put a mil' on it or
your deal on it?
This year Cancun, guess who I'm going wit
My own niggas, see I pay m |
