Puff Daddy/P. Diddy

Puff Daddy/P. Diddy - What You Gonna Do lyrics

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another dollar  wake up  to the barking from the Rottweilers
 Pull the collars  make em sit for the Godfather
 Then I holler  to Justin my son  run the water
 for the shower  trust fund scholarship sure to give him power
 Baby momma call  she pick him up  in about an hour
 Now free to go  free to blow  with the calicos
 and the navajos  it's just the way this player knows
 anything goes, finally caught up with my nigga Sam Sam
 Picked me up, in the tan Lex Land
 Wanted breakfast down at Pan Pan's, what's your favorite dish?
 He ordered cheese eggs and grits, I had the swordfish
 What is this? Three niggaz dressed in black
 Roleys on they wrist, feathers in they hat
 One tapped me on my back, then pointed at my stack
 Put my finger on the trigger
 then I asked him, "Whatchu want nigga?"
 Chorus: Puff Daddy
 Whatchu gonna do when it's your turn to go
 Whatchu gonna do when you can't take no mo'
 You gonna cry like a bitch or take it nice and slow
 Whatchu gonna do when it's your turn to go
 (repeat 2X)
 Verse Two: Puff Daddy
 I pray to God that I'm dreamin, I know my family
 wouldn't take it, when the doctor said, "He ain't make it"
 Mom Dukes cryin, baby mom full of grief
 How she gonna tell her son his daddy is deceased?
 Now she got beef with them bitches up the street
 All because I used to creep, with her girlfriend Sharese
 She knows, I keep the hoes, from nation, to nation
 On every radio station, Goodfellas in rotation, uhh
 That's why niggaz wanna twist my shit, flip my wig
 Attempt to murder me like Tommy Gills
 Before they draw, niggaz threw me to the floor
 Drill holes in my pocket, Sam launch the rocket
 They wanna rip my arms out the socket, fuckin heathens
 Love to see a nigga stop breathin
 I heard a voice sing out, "Ain't you Sean Puffy Combs?
 Here's your eulogy, meet you at the Crossroads"
 G'night Bone
 Chorus
 Verse Three: Puff Daddy
 Nothing but clouds and white suits fill my vision
 Watching my life go down, like Christian
 Listen hear them bullets rang, shotguns and Mac millis
 spraying like a hurricane in this war called the terror game
 And deuce deuces can't stand the pain
 Little guns ain't got no business in this blizzard
 they just kibitz, here's five shots to visit, blaka
 Blowin bullet holes sizes of door knockers
 Three headed for my chest straight, the other two
 came a little late, and just barely missed my face
 I'm tryin to find a steady place between two cars
 One of us gon' either wind up dead, or behind bars
 Shit, I'm just tryin to live, so I can raise my kid
 and own the world, bone all the girlie girls
 That's when I finally figured out
 That's that nigga David Arthur, Sharese baby father
 And I didn't even bother to ask no further questions
 No more confessions only suggestions
 I think Sam set me up, cause them bullets squeezed up
 from the rear, and Sam was the only nigga there
 Then they all peeled out in the rental, aluminum
 Sam in the passenger seat, so I'm assumin them
 niggaz didn't even get to peep
 Lil' Kim and them, in the backseat, with the heat
 Clips they feelin em, to the top, shit ain't sweet
 Once the light turns red, nuff said, that's dead
 They fled, and they waved, hot lead
 If I ain't duck, I'd be on my deathbed
 Sucker move, for that they don't get no props
 Lil' Kim and them, mad they ain't bust no shots
 We in the block, no Land posters just old posters
 of gangsta niggaz I see ghosts of gangsta figures
 I'm tryin to hold my own when they snatched me out the car
 Took me in the saloon and said, "Puffy, there you are"
 Them same cats we chased two blocks had new spots
 washin dishes, I guess for goin out like bitches
 I smacked em, gave a little speech, to mirth
 Happiness, cause me and all my peeps got hurt
 That night, I said a little prayer, me and Justin
 That's when I heard the bustin, yeah
 Chorus
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