(feat. P. Diddy)



[Intro:Ness/ P.Diddy]

Haha Ha!

Its bad boy baby



[Chorus: Ness]

Seems like I been away too long a lot of shit's been going on

My hood, my hood motherfucker what's good what's hood motherfucker

Down on papers way too long damn them bad boys did me wrong

My hood, my hood motherfucker what's good what's good motherfucker



[Verse 1: Ness]

Man I whip that thing drop it like it's hot

set up shop on your block whether you like it or not hot damn!

The fiends scream gimme what you got

got couple in my hands got plenty in the spot 

no chaser henny on the rocks

bet you never catchin slippin anybody could be got(heh) 

anybody could be shot I just pray when they spray

that my daughter could be right s5 s dot

parkin lot pimpin you a star guess not

they pay you no attention man listen your funds is insufficient

my gun is so official my flow is influetial

and I don't care how many hammers you holdin

stick 'em up get 'em up while the cameras is rollin 

ain't nuthin but a gangsta party

man I get so high after its over might bang somebody 

my name ness but I don't work for them cops

I'm like kid from two block that had the jail on lock

big car pass on the rock like magic

niggaz gettn ness confused with L dot Madden 

I got a real bad habit see a hater walk away

without lettin him have (heh) that's why I'm lettin 'em have it

till homicide shove me in the back of the wagon (heh) 

I know these streets like the back of my hand

fuck rap man you better have a back up plan

picture me rollin jet black benz on sprees

pay your whole pay check off indo weed

I ain't gon be actin like I can't bleed and y'all haters 

Ain't gon be actin like y'all can't be let's go



[Chorus]



[Verse 2:Ness]

Peep my swagger dig my style heat them packs up 

never slack up call your peeps for back up 

act up I'm a beast I keep the gat tucked 

break ya down piece by piece and call Shaq up 

talk to much smartin up hope a drive by spray while I'm walkin up

Talk is cheap Da Band we the bad news bears

ya nuthin but a tax write off at the end of the year (yeah)

I'll end your career

Don't let your homies gas you up and geetin in ya ear (yeah)

I'll get in ya rear ya listenin clear yeah now we gettin somewhere

Big fish eat little fish you know how it go

I'm a shark you a guppie thats the end of your show 

Playboy I'm ahead of my time

You find another flow better than mine never mind



[Chorus]



[Verse 3:Ness]

The industry try to shit on Philly

until I king kong my way up in New York city

While Diddy was in the marathon running the city

I was up in Atlanta town runnin pounds for Philly

A big boy don't like to walk his plan

A 34 run up have you feeling like Walter Payton

I'm a fly bachelor snathcer Benz big body kit 

Punchlines pack more kick than a karate flick



[Chorus x2]



[P. Diddy]

We gon take it back to 94

the heat is on now

attention attention

we gon turn it up on them

and another one and another one

E.ness and we continue on

phillys finest 

bad boy baby

they call me diddy

Hp rad let's rock what's hood