Who Shot Ya Lyrics

Who Shot Ya lyrics

Intro: Puff Daddy  

  

 As we proceed  

 to give you what you need  

 9 to 5 motherfuckers  

 get live motherfuckers    2X  

  

 As we proceed  

 to give you what you need  

 East coast motherfuckers  

 Bad Boy motherfuckers  

  

 BIG   Now turn the mics up  

 Turn that mic up  yea that beat is knockin  

 to that microphone  

 Turn that shit the fuck up  

 Uh  what?  

 Turn it up louder  

 Yea  uh  

  

 As we proceed  to give you  

 what you need  

 J.M. motherfuckers  

 J.M. motherfuckers  

 9 to 5 motherfuckers  

  

 Verse One:  

  

 Who shot ya?  

 Seperate the weak from the ob-solete  

 Hard to creep them Brooklyn streets  

 It's on nigga, fuck all that bickering beef  

 I can hear sweat trickling down your cheek  

 Your heartbeat soun like Sasquatch feet  

 Thundering, shaking the concrete  

 Finish it, stop, when I foil the plot  

 Neighbors call the cops said they heard mad shots  

 Saw me in the drop, three in the corner  

  

 Slaughter, electrical tape around your daughter  

 Old school new school need to learn though  

 I burn baby burn like Disco Inferno  

 Burn slow like blunts with ya-yo  

 Peel more skins than Idaho potato  

 Niggaz know, the lyrics molestin is takin place  

 Fuckin with B.I.G. it ain't safe  

 I make your skin chafe, rashes on the masses  

 Bumps and bruises, blunts and Landcruisers  

 Big Poppa smash fools, bash fools  

 Niggaz mad because I know that Cash Rules  

 Everything Around Me, two glock nines  

 Any motherfucker whispering about mines  

 And I'm, Crooklyn's finest  

 You rewind this, Bad Boy's behind this  

  

 Interlude:  

  

 As we proceed  

 to give you what you need  

 9 to 5 motherfuckers  

 get live motherfuckers  

  

 As we proceed  

 to give you what you need  

 East coast motherfuckers  

 Bad Boy motherfuckers  

  

 Get high motherfuckers  

 Get high motherfuckers  

 Smoke blunts motherfuckers  

 Get high motherfuckers  

 Ready to die motherfuckers  

 9 to 5 motherfuckers  

  

 Verse Two:  

  

 I seen the light excite all the freaks  

 Stack mad chips, spread love with my peeps  

 Niggaz wanna creep, got ta watch my back  

 Think the Cognac and indo sack make me slack?  

 I switches all that, cock-sucker G's up  

 One false move, get swiss cheesed up  

 Clip to Tec, respect I demand it  

 Slip and break the, 11th Commandment  

 Thou shalt not fuck with raw C-Poppa  

 Feel a thosand deaths when I drop ya  

 I feel for you, like Chaka Khan I'm the don  

 Pussy when I want Rolex on the arm  

 You'll die slow but calm  

 Recognize my face, so there won't be no mistake  

 So you know where to tell Jake, lame nigga  

 Brave nigga, turned front page nigga  

 Puff Daddy flips daily  

 I smoke the blunts he sips on the Bailey's  

 on the rocks, tote glocks at christenings  

 And my cock, in the fire position and...  

  

 (Get live motherfuckers  

 Ready to Die motherfuckers)  

  

 C'mere, c'mere [it ain't gotta be like that Big]  

 open your fucking mouth, open your... didn't I tell you  

 don't fuck with me? [*muffled* c'mon man] Huh?  

 Didn't I tell you not to fuck with me?  

 (as we proceed) [c'mon man] Look at you now  

 (to give you what you need) Huh? [c'mon man]  

 (9 to 5 motherfuckers) Can't talk with a gun in your mouth huh?  

 (get live motherfuckers) Bitch-ass nigga, what?  

 (get live motherfuckers) [*muffled sounds, six gun shots*]  

 (as we proceed...) Who shot ya?  

  

 Outro: Puff Daddy  

  

 ...to give you what you need  

 9 to 5 motherfuckers  

 Get live motherfuckers  

  

 (Who shot ya?)  

  

 Get high motherfuckers  

 Ready to Die motherfuckers  

 Hah!!  

 As we proceed...  

  

 (Who shot ya?)  

  

 ...to give you what you need  

 9 to 5 motherfuckers  

 East coast motherfuckers  

  

 (Who shot ya?)  

  

 West coast motherfuckers...  

 West coast motherfuckers... hah!  

 As we proceed, to give you what you need  

 As we proceed  

 to give you what you need  

 Get live motherfuckers  

 9 to 5 motherfuckers  

 Get money motherfuckers  

  

 As we proceed  

 to give you what you need  

 Get live motherfuckers  

 9 to 5 motherfuckers  

 J.M. motherfuckers  

 J.M. motherfuckers  

 As we proceeeeeeed  

 To give you what you need...  

 9 to 5