[Puff Daddy In Voice] Puffy can you read us a bedtime story? Please huh
[Puff Alright check this out here...
Woke up smoked up up What I had and rolled up lit it Had a shorty that I brought hit it her on her way I got no time today With all work I got no time to play Cash and go and I want mine to stay Alot of these cats won't mind the day I get an play then the stairway That's why I'm like TWA, the Niggas wantin to believe what they heard hear say I'll forget it Check the mail it's a letter from jail from I opened and I read it it
What da son? It's ya nigga in the field in this beel son I'ma have to one On the run with a gun, can't walk with it down and can't one to do? I dont' if ya knew A kid, true, up in 1-2-2 he to get you Now due You do what need doin Let's not forget niggas be bleedin' too , one
OK cats don't keep it real as they should Heard don't pay good Standing around all day wishin they But green fufills they dreams They ain't a machine on screen Phone rings, it was from Queens was mean Had a for skeems her she could head the scene But she her hand proper now you can't stop her
Hey yo up Playboy? I'm out in Croix Whats up cats say real, but they toys I ya doin' it though And you and ya niggas wanna ruin ya show? up yo? Whathca wanna rip 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 pull it it's the end of Leavin my men in Then get shorty to hold a for me I know she for me Yeah, sneak up on em a car theif These niggas mad cause it's my And my is wide-bodied Despise me, like the feds Godi I kill for a hobby and latenly So try me, go 'head and take a Might as well say night Try to put me in the dark, I don't take it Now if wrong make it right Not tommarow, They barkin I know the in the B-N-Z Niggas gonna see the Fuckin me See I he was a snake out the ground Make me wanna call my man rock and out the hounds Take it to the pier where you can't out the sounds Thoughts in my 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 around for a 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 kinda it was like I knew Pulled up around 2, like I do With the urge to bug, she me a nervous hug And when I the slugs I saw on the blur was thugs Tryin to my fur with blood Dropped to the and ducked out the fifth up behind the car like "How I'm get out this shit?" These don't know what they about to get A one way to Hell my gun dealt my gun at three and one fell The other two, to see what I'ma do
Voice In Backround]
[Puff Peeped the car slowly I let 'em have the whole week Man there's six million to die And you me But I'm an OG And in the is police I'm still bustin tryin to something And I hide the fact that I feel something I feel thing, like in a minute, I won't feel a thing The two cats jumped in the AT I fired one shot, fired two back They murked off in the I get them fools back, man they ain't the last of me But I'm bleeding Shot up in the and that wasn't how it had to be Heartbeat failin, car wailin walk straight then the firearm fell Now I'm how this bitch played me I faded (Sigh)