don't read that well, yeah I got buried No it won't be long before I rise in. I got oh buried Oh no Cause I know I got you
no cause, One Nation, young, black and dangerous by far, Young nation just trying to get this [Verse 3: Papoose] I always thought I'd have to die
and I got no time for no bluffin befo' a nigga finish with puttin in work I betta end up with somethin I think these niggaz got the game fucked up
I need you to pray for me (and) I need you to care for me (and) I need you to want me to win I need to know where I'm heading, 'cause I know where I've
it when you least expect it Hit him in the vital pressure points that injure But I'm really not violent, I meditate in silence But I was taught, give '
ain't real It ain't bangin' like this - I ain't finna write shit It ain't the Low Life Gang, I don't too much hang I'm 'bout my money and my cash flow
come quite through My words may not convey just what I'm feelin [x2] What I'm feelin, what I'm feelin, ooooh, what I'm feelin...
him I'm walkin in the shoes of a giant And I was a fan of Jordan way before I knew Bryant Lost my great grey suit but I was through crying so I hear tears
young thing (true) It's like that candy bar, everyday's a payday (ok) I ain't got no money, I got all money (what kind?) I'm still spendin' Spring Tour
Just know I'm wit' my paper, so I got my paper twice I been on wit' out my paper, so I sleep wit' it at night Now I wake up wit' to my paper so I start
you rep... (I represent Young Money) Yea I know you got me homie... (Busta, Busta I got you) Real Talk (I'm goin' in) Get 'em killaaa [Lil Wayne:] I'
at her brain I greet her in the morning when she wakes up in my arms And I tell her that I love her and I'll keep her free from harm I hold her close
what I mean, to these young niggas man I mean I analyze this shit nigga I mean it is small things to a giant The way I do these damn things man I mean