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P. Diddy & The Bad Boy Family Lyrics

Yeah can you hear me? Yeah
P. Diddy asks for confirmation from the listener that they can hear him and repeats it for emphasis.

There's certain things in life that you can stop and there's certain things in life that can't be stopped Let's go
P. Diddy introduces the song and reflects on the power dynamics of life, some things can be stopped and others cannot. He then urges the track to begin.

why y'all niggas still talking? Oh you got a little name little fame little fortune? What you have is a portion Bout the size of the hats in the back of my Porsche and So you better use caution, knowing I'm the boss and I'm sitting on pyramids, flossing I don't really gotta talk son I can get lost and sit back living off endorsements I'm a pro, kid Why you acting like you don't really know, kid? Any records I broke it Through the fame and the stardom, making my mark on Harlem like Poe did I said, here's your eviction notice But you probably already know this I don't mean to be greedy, but turn on your TV or pick up your CD, P.D.
P. Diddy asserts his dominance over other rappers in the industry, calling out their lack of achievement and their false bravado. He notes that he is sitting on top of his success and does not need to boast or brag, as his fame and fortune does it for him. He then claims to be a veteran in the game, breaking records and leaving his mark through his music. He warns other rappers of their eviction from the industry with his presence and suggests that one only needs to turn on the TV or listen to his music to understand his power in the industry.

This is gruesome Niggas always grab that mic and salt like they really gon' do some' What's wrong with you son? Oh you got a new gun, do you know how to use one? Then you living an illusion, living in a used one while I'm in the Limited, cruising You ain't really got a crew son You giving them amusement, fuck what your Comic Views meant You's a smoke head I've been doing this since this Pro-Ked Broke breads with the cokeheads Been down, still I get around like a nigga with broke legs on a moped I said, I'm a "Top Gun" like Gossett Run and get your CD and cass-ette Gossip, lotta niggas got lip But they ain't got hot yet 'til they got Dep
G. Dep raps about the lack of authenticity in other rappers who act tough on the mic despite their inexperience in the streets. He notes his own hard-earned credibility, having cruised around in his luxurious vehicle while others ride the wave of amusement from their small-time fame. He references his past drug dealing and criminal activity to showcase his experience with violence and risk-taking. He then asserts himself as the 'Top Gun' of the industry and encourages others to get his music to understand the hype around him.

Why niggaz lie like that? Know they ain't fly like that Niggaz get fried like that And you don't want to die like that Have your momma crying like that Besides all that, I'm in to get it frying like that Still on the block and move pies like that Never my life dealt with guys that rap In fact, I leave a nigga with his eyes all sad Swoll up, why y'all niggas better hold up Any nigga that roll up, could get fold up Body get ripped up, and then sewed up Every nigga I fucked with, niggas is growed up We don't play games, get on the stand, and say names All we do is cock back, and spray planes Give a fuck if nigga hustle or gangbang Nigga try to use they muscle and fang fang
Loon calls out the dishonesty in other rappers, noting their inability to keep up with their claims to fame. He then notes his own success, still hustling on the block and making a name for himself without the need for play-acting. He warns others that messing with him or his crew could lead to severe consequences, including bodily harm, and notes that they do not take snitching or ratting lightly. He does not care if others are involved in criminal activity, but warns against trying to overpower him or his team.

Keep fronting, I'ma put a crease in your jaw Might catch me squeezing the four My nigga I go to war And if a nigga want the raw you still gotta come in the store why'all never had a run-in before, with the likes of an outlaw Predicate assassin, smashin Open shit, rig scope, focus it Give niggaz what they 'posed to get (shit) Oppose the clique, I send five close to six Hoodfellaz, that'll come close your shit Niggaz stay with the frozen wrists Now the smoke colored big Benz with the top broke off Fix your face, we back on the paper chase Never left, so I ain't gotta take your place Fuck the fake bogus niggaz that ain't notice the breadwinner, three-six-five I stay focused nigga
Black Rob asserts his dominance over other rappers, warning of physical harm to those who seek to threaten him. He notes his role as an outlier in the industry, an assassin who does what he is 'supposed' to do. He then warns those who oppose him of the support he has behind him, with a group of tough collaborators and a flashy ride. He notes that he is not seeking to take others' place, but is focused on making himself a breadwinner in the industry and leaving the fakes behind.

We'll never stop.. We'll never stop.. One of the greatest teams that ever lived.. It's like in our blood.. We gotta be born this way.. Bad Boy baby
P. Diddy ends the song by asserting the longevity of the Bad Boy family, noting their success as a team and their inherent talent. He notes that their success is not just a fluke, but is embedded in their very being, as if they were born to make music together. He ends by reminding listeners that they are Bad Boy, cementing their place in the music world.