The Notorious B.I.G., Diddy - Dirty Money - Angels

Uh-huh It's that Dirty Money Uh-huh (Uh, uh) It's that Dirty Money Uh, ain't no shook hands in Brook-land Army fatigues bring fatigue, to enemies, look man You wanna see me locked up, shot up Moms crouched up over the casket, screamin' "BASTARD!" Cryin', know my friends is lyin' Y'all know who killed him, filled him with the lugers from they Rugers Or they Desert, dyin' ain't the shit, but it's pleasant Kinda quiet, watch my niggas bring the riot (uh, uh, uh) It's that Dirty Money 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 end of the road When I sing that slow song, for you And love was nothin but another 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 Yo-hoo! If you don't wanna stay, you can go! It seems love don't live here no more The angels are flyin so loud, singin' to you (Don't you hear them 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 answer) Fallin', for you I will tell the angels, "No", let 'em turn back into stone I do (I do) love you (love you) it's true (it's true) Fire, climbing We ignore the angels' call! They were warnings after all It's cool, if I'm, with you When the angels call like Yo-hoo! If you don't wanna stay, you can go! It seems love don't live here no more The angels are flyin so loud, singin' to you (Don't you hear them 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 answer) Uh, uh, uh, ain't no shook hands in Brook-land Army fatigues bring fatigue, to enemies, look man You wanna see me locked up, shot up Moms crouched up over the casket, screamin' "BASTARD!" Cryin', know my friends is lyin' Y'all know who killed him, filled him with the lugers from they Rugers Or they Desert, dyin' ain't the shit, but it's pleasant Kinda quiet, watch my niggas bring the riot Uh, uh, uh (It's that Dirty Money) When the angels call like When the angels call like When the angels call like When the angels call like When the angels call like When the angels call like