Album Cover Fake Thugs Dedication

Fake Thugs Dedication

Puff Daddy

3

featuring Redman

[Puff Daddy]

Aiyyo

One two one two

One two one two

This one right here goes out to all the fake thugs out there

Yeah yeah uh huh

Yo when you say you thuggin it doesn matter

It goes into my mind as just chit chatter

You may say I have a ego or just maybe three

But none of that tough luck I take seriously

It goes in one ear and right out the other

Heard that fake thug shit? brotha

I don't mean to brag, never never hate

You ain't got the bank that it takes to stop this

Ha (ha) ha (ha) ha (ha) ha sucker you missed

I put feelings inside, you know who I am

P-U-2-F, keys to the U.S.

And I hate when one, attempts to analyze

Franchise get your hands tied

Thrown over a boat, don't know what you was thinking

That dream is over, your body sinking

[Redman]

Yo yo yo, yo yo yo

All of you thugs out there, who don't got it,

Come to Brooklyn and get shoot to shit,

Yo fuck you you and you you, fuck you and you

See that, Brooklyn get shoot to shit

Aiyyo bitch, you know what I want and what I bring

You know we tired and you shoot to shit

You want hardcore smash the walls

Back, and back, back to y'all

With funny niggas after y'all

[Puff Daddy]

You got it ziplocked (that's right)

Everybody hits the floor when the shit drops

This shit knocked, bitch stop (bitch, stop)

We brawl, we pile, we all night long

We don't stop, niggas thought the heat was gone

But I'm back to do it again, lead up rhymes

BAD BOY, we turn into the scene of the crime

I'm accurate, damn you can have that shit

I just wanna get a slide with the