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INTERPRÉTATION
P. Diddy
P. Diddy
Chant
Mark Curry
Mark Curry
Chant
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Mark Curry
Mark Curry
Paroles/Composition
Dorsey Wesley
Dorsey Wesley
Paroles/Composition
Drayton Goss
Drayton Goss
Paroles/Composition
Jamel Fisher
Jamel Fisher
Paroles/Composition
Robert Ross
Robert Ross
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Brian Kraz
Brian Kraz
Assistance d’ingénierie
Ed Raso
Ed Raso
Ingénierie de mixage
Megahertz Music Group
Megahertz Music Group
Production
Dom Mancuso
Dom Mancuso
Ingénierie de prise de son
Paul Logus
Paul Logus
Ingénierie de prise de son
Stephen Glickman
Stephen Glickman
Ingénierie de prise de son
Chris Athens
Chris Athens
Ingénierie de mastérisation
Colin Michaels
Colin Michaels
Assistance d’ingénierie
H. Pierre
H. Pierre
Production vocale

Paroles

I'm the definition of "half man, half drugs" Ask the clubs, Bad Boy, that's wussup After bucks, crush crews after us No games, we ain't laughing much Nothing but big things, check the hit list How we twist shit, what changed but the name? We still here, you rockin' with the best Don't worry if I write rhymes, I write checks (Ha!) Who's the boss? Dudes is lost Don't think cause I'm iced out, I'mma cool off Who else but me? And if you don't feel me That mean you can't touch me, it's ugly, trust me Get it right, dawg, we ain't ever left We just moved in silence and repped to the death It's official, I survive what I been through Y'all got trauma, the saga continues We ain't goin' nowhere, we ain't goin' nowhere We can't be stopped now, cos it's Bad Boy for life We ain't goin' nowhere, we ain't goin' nowhere We can't be stopped now, cos it's Bad Boy for life Hey yo straight from the Harlem streets I don't play, I push it down with the Harlem Heat All a sudden niggas got a problem wit me They run around actin like the Black-o can't eat And you know what? For some strange reason I'm off of this medication, feeling deranged needing For y'all to put the word out, we ain't leavin' We trying to be rich before we all stop breathing Therefore we kinda hustle lames Stay laying down our muscle games Still turn niggas dreams to flames, you got the wire If not I ain't sayin no names; you'll soon expire No pain, nothing, I feel remorse Yes of course it's me and Diddy up first racing Porsches With the big twin valve exhausts On the cover of your Vibes, XXLs, and Sources, bitch We ain't goin' nowhere, we ain't goin' nowhere We can't be stopped now, cos it's Bad Boy for life We ain't goin' nowhere, we ain't goin' nowhere We can't be stopped now, cos it's Bad Boy for life It ain't shit changed, since the Notorious See everything still glorious We still got warriors, still be the victorious See it's a lot of them, but it's more of us Still got cash to blow, raps to flow Still them cats that know, pack yo' flow That's fo' sho', bottles that pop, joints that rock Played the background, hand on my jock, holdin' my Glock Money to get, cars to flip Bars to sit at and sip Cognac wit jewels that drip Hoes to see, make sure they knowin' it's me Drop that beat, can't believe that I MC Bad boy 'til the casket drop, gotta love it Place nothing above it, it's on like that Don't believe, we ain't gone like that We're always gonna be here We there every motherfucking year! We ain't goin' nowhere, we ain't goin' nowhere We can't be stopped now, cos it's Bad Boy for life We ain't goin' nowhere, we ain't goin' nowhere We can't be stopped now, cos it's Bad Boy for life We ain't goin' nowhere, we ain't goin' nowhere We can't be stopped now, cos it's Bad Boy for life We ain't goin' nowhere, we ain't goin' nowhere We can't be stopped now, cos it's Bad Boy for life We ain't goin' nowhere, we ain't goin' nowhere We can't be stopped now, cos it's Bad Boy for life
Writer(s): Robert Ross, Drayton Goss, Mark Curry, Jamel Naquaan Fisher, Dorsey Wesley Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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