: [Chorus:] Alot of rap niggas be trynna play hard. I was tought to only reach for the hand of your gun. So when I lift the shirt thats the end of discussion
: This is for my niggas that did bids All uh my niggas thats doin time For some shit that they ain't did This is for my niggas that wild out All
: [Talking:] Nicki minaj, dirty money, I don't think ya'll understand what I'm about to do, I'm about to master these bitches man [Verse:] I used to
: [VERSE 1:] Babe boy you must got nicki twisted I would've left before but you insisted Said that I was your all and I believed you That's why it hurts
: [CHORUS:] I done put two sticks in my bun So they recognize me when I come I'm D-M-C like Run Listen mami I'm the muthafucking one [VERSE:] You don
: [Verse 1:] Okaye okaye okaye okaye (I'm cominnnnn) Now whose hot, whose not? Shorty du whoop, it's Cool you blood clot, (COOL), you come to the spot
: Call me Drakula cuz all i do is count ships yo money mini i aint talkin bout da mouse trick deze girls runnin like i juz through the boo-k they know
: Lemme tell a lil story bout dis dude I knew He sed he used to qo to skool out in L.I.U He sed he'd make me a bet He'd own his own jet Nd he'd show
: Chorus Where my niggas that getting they G?s up (G?s up) In the back when you rollin? your trees up (trees up) Where my niggas that getting they freeze
: Ayo young money niigga. Hello brooklyn. President carter. Nicki Lewinsky. [Verse 1:] Me and the dread yo. Give him some head blow. Lonq as he kno
: [Verse 1: Nicki] Who da hell is this? Callin me at 12:47 in the night While I'm watchin the fight. Lookin at the phone it's no name in sight Blocked
: Thank you Thank you for coming out tonight Ladies and gentle men I am the president of Dirty Money Records (what the hell are you waiting for) New
: Fitted down and I'm reddii 2 play When yo album gon' drop bitches neva could say Say fuk I look like givin birds dae props Bitches act like dae hot
: Just when they thought it wwas safe to play* I Hit'em with the n.I.c the K*I I'm tinkerbell he's peter pay*I Tell these rap bitches I'm mother may*
For some it lasts for seconds For some a thousand years Time's a given, and time we take There lies a line of all our fears For some it's just a minute
Just another day of washing out the taste Counting up the times you let me down I'm walking through this hell and talking to myself And every day just
Asking for another day when you know it hurts To tell you I just wanna stay would be so much worse And even though the sky is clear rain's still coming
I'm burned by the sweetest fire, victim to my desire And the hardest thing is you don't seem to notice I love the games you play lie straight to my