[Puff Daddy In Voice] Uncle can you read us a bedtime story? huh please?
[Puff Alright check out right here...
Woke up up broked up What I had and rolled up lit it Had a shorty that I home hit it Sent her on her way I got no time With all this I got no time to play Cash and go and I want mine to stay of these fake cats won't mind the day I get an unfair play the stairway why I'm like TWA, the airway Niggas wantin to believe what they heard through say I'll forget it Check the mail it's a from jail from Hobokken I opened and I it it said:
What da deal It's ya nigga Teals in the field in this son have to feel one On the run a gun, can't walk with it down and can't conceal one to do? I know if ya knew A kid, true, up in 1-2-2 he to get you Now due You just do what need Let's not forget these be bleedin' too , one
OK cats don't keep it real as they should Heard they pay good Standing all day wishin they could But this green fufills they ain't a team Answering on screen rings, it was Alene from Queens Head was Had a for skeems Told her she head the scene But she played her hand now you can't stop her
Hey yo up Playboy? I'm out in Croix up cats say they real, but they toys I ya doin' it though And you and ya Some wanna ruin ya show? up yo? Whathca rip shop up on his block? Or I could him dead in his bed with his dick robbed
[Puff Na Boo, show you how I do hit me when you get up top Or come one
Now I'm inventory Guns, clips, vest, So when I it it's the end of story my men in glory Then get shorty to hold a for me I she down for me Yeah, sneak up on em a car theif These mad cause it's my party And my is wide-bodied Despise me, like the feds Godi I kill for a hobby and lobby So try me, go 'head and take a as well say good night Try to put me in the dark, I don't take it Now if wrong make it right Not tommarow, They I know the bite Jumped in the Niggas see the E-N-D with me See I knew he was a snake out the Make me wanna call my man and break out the hounds Take it to the pier where you make out the sounds in my head goin 'round It's down Pull up to his block, put it to his knock But, I don't see him, wouldn't be him Damn, ride for a minute Thinkin bout the pain that brings by a cell ring yeah...
(Hey Boo and get me I'm here) (Where?) (Titaburough)
me a few It was I flew Felt strange it was like I knew Pulled up around 2, late I do With the urge to bug, she gave me a hug And I heard the slugs What I saw on the blur was Tryin to my fur with blood to the curb and ducked Pulled out the fifth up the car like "How I'm gon' get out shit?" These niggas don't know they about to get A one way ticket to Hell my gun Bust my gun at three and one The two, waitin' to see what I'ma do
Voice In Backround]
[Puff around the car slowly Then I let 'em have the whole Man six million ways to die And you me But I'm an OG And in the distance is I'm still bustin to kill something And I can't hide the that I feel something I feel this thing, like in a minute, I feel a thing The two cats jumped in the AT I fired one shot, they two back They murked off in the I get them fools back, man they ain't seen the of me But I'm rapidly Shot up in the stomach and that how it had to be Heartbeat failin, car alarm Couldn't walk then the firearm fell Now I'm thinkin how this bitch me I faded (Sigh)