Puff Daddy - Take Whats Yours

Song Rating: 9.60/10

Song lyrics:

[Verse 1: Mase]
Yo, I be that young fly fellow, got thorough
Down for denaro, hit everything in the Triburo
And Im the newest member of the Bad Boy team
And Imma bring this n***a Puff mad more C.R.E.A.M
With hooks galore, leave this city shook for short
And Imma take em back where Biggie took em before
You stay a playa
Since you cant stay up with the Pope
And stick to what you do best, stick to wearin coke
You lookin for excuses, ways to say youre broke
Cant keep a whip, cuz you cant pay the note
f** the side, Im waiting for you on top, Mercedes drop
Black 380s cops, till the day I get knocked
All I ask when I die, dress me fly and neatly
And brush my waves so Im handsome when the b**hes greet me
Word from the wise, n***as jerk pies, we hurt them guys
Bust lead, to skin they head and leave them circumcised
So how you wanna settle this?
Rappin or on some ghetto sh**
We can do it yo way, with mics or with metal sh**

[Chorus: DMX] (x2)
n***as wanna shout, Imma make noise
n***as run they mouth, Imma break jaws
Mase is comin out, we gon take yours
Harlem World uptown baby, we make wars

[Verse 2: Mase]
Yo, yo before its all over, lot of blood gon be spilled
We aint discriminatin even thugs gon be k**ed
We early inheritors , born into C.R.E.A.M
If a n***a get sheist then we form as a team

Bullsh** if you want and it be on for this C.R.E.A.M
The weatherman dont even know the storm Imma bring
But yo, Im not the man with whom you interact
So before you grab gatts to jack, remember that
You take dough from Ma$e, you might as well send it back
I got thugs everywhere, where you gonna spend it at?
When clicks come to brawl, everything I hit fall
n***as play sick wid yall, wit me they aint sick at all
No matter how big or small, I get rid of yall
And sh** I spit at yall, come in one size fit all

[Chorus: DMX] (x2)

[Verse 3: Mase]
Yo, yo if you think Im on some sweet sh**
Then wont you creep quick, I let the heat spit
Make a n***a G flick, cla**ic criminal
Keep a gatt by my genitals, thugs love me
So dont get splashed for the minimal
We never vest up, be in a double breast tux
Plus keep a fresh cut, picture me getting lefts stuff
I let one lose, to show you I aint the one do
And I aint puffin nuthin, make all my gun shoot
You let your gun loose, none o em n***as gun proof
Watch them n***as drop, when I pop one in they sunroof
And we be lead bustin, leavin n***as head gushin
You n***as talkin bout guns like you said something
Ill be lacin em, hollow tips, I be wastin em
Thats what you faggots get, tryin to f** with Mase and em
Bad Boy, 97, front, therell be none o that
And all you cats, running your trap, one in your cap

[Chorus: DMX] (repeat until fade)

Date of text publication: 17.01.2021 at 18:58