Testo Angels - Diddy - Dirty Money feat. Notorious B.I.G. & Rick Ross
Testo della canzone Angels (Diddy - Dirty Money feat. Notorious B.I.G. & Rick Ross), tratta dall'album Last Train To Paris
Its! It's Serani! Serani! (Yo listen!!!)*
Giddeon!!! Dirty Money!!!
Bumbohole fool a weh yuh fi do pussy!!!!
Touch a button, a button
A button likkle fool a start sum'n, sum'n, sum'n, mi caan lose nuttin
No time for no long story, story, pussy yuh ago regret it
Watch it mek mi defend it
Diss mi family and di Alliance ago end it yes I said it
I can't stand by and watch you take the life of my wife
Not today and not tonight not everrrrrrrrrr!!!!!!!!
I'm gonna win this fight AH!!! AHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!
Your heartbeat no more NO MOOOOOOORRRRRREEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!
Your heartbeat no more NO MOOOOOOORRRRRREEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!
Your heartbeat no more NO MOOOOOOORRRRRREEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!
Your heartbeat no more NO!!!!!!!!
Came from heaven just to sing a song for you...
To the rhythm of my love for you, and now it's beatin slow
And you know, this the ennnnd of the road
When I sing that slow song for you...
And love was nothin but another gun for you ('nother gun for you.)
And I would hide it in my helpless soul
I'm not afraid to go down the road where we go
I don't know, you can hear 'em callin, don't you?
When the angels call like.
YOOOOOOOO-HOOO~!
If you don't wanna stay you can GOOOOO-OHH...
It seems love don't live here no morrre...
The angels are flyin so loooow, singin to you ...
Yeah! My nigga Chris asked me why?
I said fuck 'em playa fly
Damn fever got me high (So high)
When my nigga left I died
I mean cryin deep inside (*NO NO!!!) (Can you feel me?)
But the angels helped me fly (*NO NO!!!) (Let's fly)
Aiyyo... hey BIG, talk to 'em man
Ain't no shook hands in Brook-land
Army fatigue -my fatigue, the enemies
Look man, you wanna see me locked up, shot up
Moms crotched up over the casket, screamin BASTARD
Cryin, know my friends is lyin
Y'all know who killed 'em filled 'em with the lugars from they Rugers
or they Desert, dyin ain't the shit but it's pleasant
Kinda quiet, watch my niggaz bring the riot
YOOOOOOOO-HOOO!
If you don't wanna stay you can GOOOOO-OHH...
It seems love don't live here no morrre...
The angels are flyin so loooow, singin to you
(Don't you hear me callin you?)
He's the one you love... ('cause I hear 'em callin me...)
and he's the one you trust... (...like our time is almost through)
Time is runnin out (There's nothin left to do)
when they're callin you...
When the angels call like. (I answeeeeer)
Credits
Writer(s): Christopher Wallace, Norman Jesse Whitfield, Shawn C. Carter, Darryl Matthews Mcdaniels, Deric Michael Angelettie, Mario Mendell Winans, Carlos Daronde Broady, Sean J. Combs, James Edward Fauntleroy Ii, Ronald Anthony Lawrence, Nashiem Sa Allah Myrick
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