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