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Let it go
(Let angel life go)
Let go
(Time is 'til the cops come)
Big beef, big beefin' the Mistress
(On and on and on and on and on and on and)
Over the backs of the lines as we growl,

We are in the last motherfuckin' days
is Revelations, if it don't go down now
That mean aye'body was
Can you face with that question?
Or the answer? the fuck do you believe in?

Say to the bad guy
'Zy with my cat eye, dead eye
Ain't afraid to a rat up
But I hot out

My album hit the
We hustle for sales
Hit my liquor
Let my niggas learn in jail

Till the squad accel', it's to my position as we yell
here's some bullshit, like pit bulls in the bull pen
Make a fine, no
If you don't like my bullets, to if he ain't fashion
L.A. looters, your mask on
got his mash on and now we gonna be blastin'

I'm married to the game and every the same
Bullets rain all
Heaven and Hell is what you believe in
Empty the if niggas give you the reason

Never was the type to be stuck and duckin' and weavin' by the
My story's no fairy tale, niggas in every cell
From my block to the world, the glock to my girl
Don't mix the kids with the biz, baby, the industry's worth it

Oh, I said, oh,
When come to lock you down
(Don't let it our way)
Oh, I said, oh,
they come to lock you down
(Don't let it our way)

Oh, I said, oh,
When they to lock you down
(Don't let it our way)
Oh, I said, oh,
When they come to you down
(Don't let it our way)

Look in, grill and get the real
'Cuz can mean a lot
Threw my in your progress
And you I seen a lot

The paper got us dressin' and
We a lot
Confessions get us blessings the Lord
We sin a lot

will He let me in?
And not constantly tryin' to a reason why
Because I'm a Bad Boy, wanna label me a bad guy
Now who am I?

It's P. Diddy
Do or
Don't give a fuck

Roll through, no chicken
Tigh kids are tellin' me what's
Buck, ammunition, baby
You let me down, the guy that got me's fell down

And mami to help out
So the best computer
Yes, stress never
Fresh out the home

If I had a talked to the psychiatrist
her 'bout how she had clothes designers
Can she come buy me?
Come ride with me, provide me a gun

Slide the weeded road, get high with me
You come weed with me anymore
You need me anymore
Believe me bitch, shit, I've slept on the

Who left before a black out
Tear up the stack
Comin' out detention or they rat
(Come on, it up, ride through)

Oh, I said, oh,
When they to lock you down
(Don't let it our way)
Oh, I said, oh,
When come to lock you down
(Don't let it our way)

Oh, I said, oh,
When they to lock you down
(Don't let it our way)
Oh, I said, oh,
When they come to you down
(Don't let it our way)

Insidious, hiddious, gritty 'cuz she that in the club
Smack the prettiest in a
beefin' with the mistress
Can see just beatin' up

Got even the little kids pickin' up pennies and
'Cuz they're fallin' in love his teddy book
Give them and pinning a minimum worth a penny
Gotta be

We all earn our dollar 'till it is the element
What kinda knowledge is this that I be
Dippin' and talking' how for money
And ending up back, we made like forty one trips
Yeah, we want it like that, you know what I

Yeah, yeah,
See you niggas do to me, I do to you
And if I'm who you came to see, do what you gotta do
We can do it anywhere, right here, right
And if you sleep, your dream to a nightmare

Niggas creep, no sleep, feel the heat
They lookin' at me funny, a hoe, get this money
No time for the misfits niggas, bring clips
War's on my mind, packin' bullets the mines, muthafucka's

Oh, I said, oh,
they come to lock you down
(Don't let it our way)
Oh, I said, oh,
When they come to lock you
(Don't let it our way)

Oh, I said, oh,
When they to lock you down
(Don't let it our way)
Oh, I said, oh,
When they come to lock you
(Don't let it our way)

Oh, I said, oh,
When they come to lock you
(Don't let it our way)
Oh, I said, oh,
they come to lock you down
(Don't let it our way)

Oh, I said, oh,