เนื้อเพลง I Got The Power - Diddy

My click is in it til it’s over, never sober
Bustin over, layin elaine with the cane and the rover
Pray to jehovah, for the n*gga with the ruger
The young don, the heron mover
You know my hustle, I bring the fo’ pound to the tussle
Motherf*ck your pit with no muzzle
So chill cuzo, let me blow for my n*ggaz
Runnin round, get down like motherf*ckin gorillas
Shorty bop the wolop, in the spot with the dollop
Pot full of acid, I got the game mastered
Move dimes, hit twenties addicted to gettin money
It could be a hundred degrees and never look sunny
Black I’m tryin to live, somethin got to give
But everyday’s the same old, runnin from po-po
Mom think I’m loco, cause I sell crack and puff cocoa
Yo, it’s the style see it’s still the same
And when worse comes to worse, I steal the cane
Papi know my face, so he don’t expect it
Runnin from the gutter so he gots to accept it
Stripped his ass naked, then I put a slug in him
He just another motherf*cker, ain’t no love in him
I put a bug in him, never sleep on one who never slept
I take my last breath every time I hit the meth
It’s the d to the e, m to the o n
Blowin, steady playin shotgun, throwin
Don’t you see the shorty with the baseball cap
Don’t make me flip motherf*cker with this baseball bat
Best to brace yo’ gat, ’fore I brace mine, cause I lace nine
From yo’ dome to yo’ motherf*ckin spine

Chorus: puff daddy

I be, that n*gga that yo’ n*ggaz can’t f*ck wit
That n*gga that yo’ b*tches wanna creep wit
That n*gga that you can’t get along wit
Playa hate but you wanna do a song wit
That n*gga that you see in the videos
That n*gga with the jewels and the jiggy hoes
That n*gga that’ll die for his main man
That n*gga with the gettin money gameplan

Verse two: jadakiss

Haven’t you heard that bad boys move in silence yet?
When you increase the peace, the mo’ wild it get
I’m only sizin you n*ggaz from the waist up
And I ain’t, wettin no parts you can’t touch with makeup
Mr. jacob without the ladder
It don’t matter clap your wake up and do a shakeup
Nobody badder, since the, baby finksta
I was in the playpen wai-tin for kids to enter
Sh*t I even blitz the rich to get chips
Housekeeper disguised with the nine bubble grip
Extra clip in the vacumn if I slip
Room service ring the alarm and get the bomb
Blown the hall pearl wide bill long gone
Plus I Got The Power to ramshack, you dig that?
Worldwide while you simply thought where you lived at

Chorus

Verse three: sheek

You don’t really wanna get involved, with the l-o-x car
Tellers, goodfellas, that’s who we are
You can’t outsell us, it ain’t sh*t you could tell us
Jealous dog, cause we spread like relish
Bad boys, and we all eat together
When it go down, then we draw heat together
Since I made the connection with the big man
I done got big plans, to be a little n*gga in the big land
Ghetto star, presidential all gift wrapped
And what you call weight, I know cats who sniff that
Enjoy life, what are you sayin?
If the da ain’t got a n*gga payin, papi got him weighin
Anything to do with money you can count j in
Next time we bring it to these faggots we ain’t playin
Cream of the crop, and we ain’t never gonna stop
Hittin you in your head with that b*tter from the lox

Chorus (fades)
puff daddy lyrics

I’ll Be Missing You
Victory
Best Friend
Satisfy You
Senorita
Pain
Friends