Übersetzung: P. Diddy. Das macht es schwer.
hard for me to love you You makin it so damn hard for me to love you You makin it so damn hard for me to love you {Diddy:} I know I make it hard
: [Intro: Young Buck] (?) No I'm not Jay-Z, 50 or P. Diddy Nas and DMX or Brooklyn's own Biggie I'm a dirty south soldier I hope y'all hear me cause (
: [P.Diddy] {*gunshot*} Shadyville Entertainment, Bad Boy collaboration [Intro] (50 Cent) I love niggas! I love niggas! Cause niggas are me! And I
to love us You hate it G-Unit made it and Obie's coming D-Tweezy's coming you're sick to your stomach 50 percent of it's 50 cent The other 50 percent
?mon, can you feel it?) Can you feel it?? Nothin can save ya Uh, it?s that Dirty Money (Turn the lights on! ) [Chorus] [Diddy] Hello? Good morning? (
that nigga Diddy flow How that nigga Diddy go so hard like a crowbar still getting dough Woah, woah, woah Yeah I like this, can you feel it Nothing can
: (verse 1) Laborginis Ferraris & Bentleys we boats and jetskis Cristal Don-P tha kush the P.T. two facts about me bitch ask about me big cats around
Gucci big balla, east atlanta globetrotter It's a blowout no problem, bricks I still slam dunk em I make it 360 soon as I double pump it, got a silver
way P. Diddy did Shyne with different lawyers Why it's mentioned in my rhymes? Fuck it, it's just an intro Hate it or love it, like it bump it or dump
: [P. Diddy] What's Going On [Jermaine Dupri] Tell Me P Diddy (Jermaine Dupri): People Dying (Yeah) People Crying (Uh-huh) Lord help us (C'mon) [Bono
1 Make it hot baby, make it hot (come on) Make it hot baby, make it hot (come on) Make it hot baby, make it hot (come on) Make it hot baby, make it hot
fuckin' clown land Face paint and wicked chickens be strutin what And we rockin' plus the Diddy women in the button ups Hands down we rock harder than
let nothin die, so keep it movin [Xzibit] Yo! You don't like how I'm livin well FUCK YOU Nastradamus style, make every line come through Don't make
Tanya] last night i heard the screamin but it dont make no sense fi call the police (wah me seh) last night i head the shooting but it dont make no sense
make an appointment Two record labels You should come join 'em Do check the label And make sure it's yellow or rose 'fore you bring it to my table [
it Ruff and rugged shit, it's unexplanitory how I gets wicked but it's manditory that I kick it Check it, I'm runnin hoes in 94, now must I prove it Hoes