[P. Diddy] ´Ey, yo, what´s up, playboy? Yeah, now I´m out here in Milan I need you to come get wit´ me, a´ight? Yeah, I got something I need you to do
Call up the rest of the crew I´ll see you there
[Big Azz Ko] Yo, I got the call from Sean, he out in Milan Went to get the package, got there, it was gone Hold on, say, word, you got to be joking Don´t worry about it, done, I´m on the next thing smoking Hit Bristal up on the speed dial Yo, these funny talkin´ cats tryin´ to do a nigga foul It´s goin´ down, nigga, round up the team I´mma head over here just to map out the scene Ship them things and rope to climb walls Infrared vision, ear plugs and all Digital surveillance linked with laptops Express mail it to me [incomprehensible]
[Bristal] I´m splurtin´ for certain, Bris-pro working Searchin´, dippin´, curvin´, breakin´ clean outta virgin From servin´ here, Rob, certain I´m burnin´ On my way from Mount Vernon Swervin´ a stretch bourbon Identity of this man that look Persian Hey, yo, we gotta get´em I wanna know where they came from Or who sent them First nigga to find them better bend´em ´Cause I just spoke to Polly Fontaine Shit ain´t a game, and Sean feel the same So y´all niggas better get on point [P. Diddy] Well, it seems like our bad boys have theirselves in a bit of a jam
Seems like Bristal got his back up against the wall Well, let´s see how Robbie-O handles this one Bad boys, watch your backs Watch your backs, bad boys
[Black Rob] Yo, who the fuck is this pagin´ me at eight-fourty-six I´m hoppin´ outta shorty whip I´m by the tel, across Exxon by the Shell Sense of urgency on the cell We gon´ pick you up, when your flight land? We in a tight jam Me and Diddy fam, sorta like his right hand I touch down like two-thirty If I was on you, your hoes and them cowards I´mma do dirty
Still a commission and we all equal All lethal Caught´em doin´ dirt to the wrong people It´s the family affair, I´m here With all of me, I´mma deal with this one accordingly Got the locations, sittin´ in the car so patient Get bagged murder be the case and And I´m tired in jail Even though through the riots I prevailed Enjoyin´ my freedom, got two kids as long as I feed´em I´m here for the fam thats there when I need´em [Mark Curry] Yo, uh-uh-uh Hello? It gotta be they same cats I can tell by they strange acts
When they mumble to each other Like Milan, they run for cover Knew ´cause this bitch that I fucked with One thought I loved her Seas debate the storm, pull him to the surface That´s a purpose One of these faces, make´em nervous Catch´em when they out for hamburgers Turn they whole lunch into a murder In a way all the rounds gon´ be heard of This shit´s big, the first thing to catch to where PD is I´m on it, act like they want it I´mma bring the heat Just let me know the place we plan to meet And I´m there, sure as your heart beat
[Loon]
Yo, I ain´t really tryin´ to duck no strays So watch what the fuck you say It´s your mouth that started the shit Now you actin´ all retarded and shit Dog, I came to play my part and that´s it We had a foolproof plan, all we need was the fam Ammunition, a van, two chicks and one extra man Two Lincoln LS sedans Fifteen hundred yards of Saran And after the scam, we be out in Amsterdam Yo, call Sean in Milan Call Sean, tell Sean we gone We´ll meet him in Hong Kong With two chicks, both they thongs on Mabe Ling and Kim Long Both of them dead wrong Two rich bitches the feds on [P. Diddy]
Yeah Well, it seems like brother Loon is out in Hong Kong He´s found himself in a sticky-icky-icky situation But you know somethin´? I have faith in the bad boys Bad boys, bring it on home Bring it on home, bad boys
[Kain] Heh, I´m ´bout to do Santo Domingo On a horse named Bingo A fugitive, lookin´ for Puff, switchin´ my lingo Stayin´ at a hotel called The Pink Flamingo Callin´ up MC from a cuatro cinco The set up tryin´ on my way to uniform Room service bumpin´ Kain on the newest song
Holdin´ gats, knowin´ everything I do is wrong ´Till I hijack the sky flyin´ on a unicorn Downstairs with a bag of money and two clips Talkin´ to Loon´s chicks wit´ sombreros and toothpicks Sayin´ they commit homicides for two bits And fuck for dough, like I give two shits Wildfire call from Hong Kong Hello? ([Loon] Yo, Kain, I just spotted Sean John) Hold up, some information was missed I just got the same page from Bris He told me he saw Sean and two chicks followed by four whips Somewhere in the Florida sticks It´s a set-up Tell the crew to keep their heads high I´m gonna flip if any one of my mens die
We´ve been fucked, somebody told us a bent lie (what?) Let´s get back to the spot in NY Seven Glocks, P-S-P-O pops Hit both the hot locks Let´em read it that Diddy is on them hot blocks So we send two teams to rush both spots Haha yeah! Suited up, ready to dumbs out Thumbs out, watch the motherfuckin´ door with our guns out
[P. Diddy] Hey, yo, yo, hold up, stop the music, man! Y´all niggas is crazy, I was only joking, man! I just wanted to see if my family was on point