Diddy Interlude

[Interlude: Diddy] Ayo, yo, hold up, hold up, hold up God damn, Drama, you ain't playin with these motherfuckers, is you Gangsta Grillz, man, the album Ya'll motherfuckers hear it If ya'll don't know who I be, I know by the name of the Grand Imperial, King Combs AKA Diddy Representing that Bad Boy clique And yo, Drama, what you been doing for the streets, man, feeding the streets over the years With your movement It's necessary, it's needed, it's crazy But Drama, can I please explain to the people, what your name is about Why we call you, Mr. Thanksgiving Now, you see this Gangsta Grillz shit, it's like Thanksgiving So if it wasn't for Mr. Thanksgiving, DJ Drama, y'all motherfuckers wouldn't eat You see, 'cause ain't nobody doing the shit he does Everybody's eating So motherfuckers, pull up a seat at the motherfucking table I don't care what hood you from, what set you claim, what part of the country you represent, throw your motherfucking sets up, right now This is Gangsta Grillz, motherfuckers