[Puff Daddy In Child's Voice]
  Uncle Puffy?
  Can you read us a bedtime story, please?
  Huh? Please?
    [Puff Daddy]
  Alright check this out right here
    Woke up smoked up, broked up
  What I had left and rolled up, lit it
  Had a shorty that I brought home, hit it
  Sent her on her way, I got no time today
  (Yo, I'mma call you next week, aight?)
  With all this work I got no time to play (OK)
  Cash come and go, and I want mine to stay
  Alot of these fake cats won't mind the day
  I get an unfair play, then the stairway
  That's why I'm like TWA, the airway
  Niggas wantin' to believe what they heard through hear-say
  Hopin', but forget it
  Check the mail, it's a letter from jail, from Hoboken
  I open and I read it, it said
    [G-Dep]
  What da deal son?
  It's ya nigga Teals in the field, and it's real son
  I'mma have to steal one
  Caught up on the run with a gun
  Can't walk with it down then you can't conceal one
  What to do?
  I dont' know if ya knew, that kid, True?
  Up in 1-2-2, he plottin' to get you
  I hear he's due
  You just do what need doin'
  Let's not forget these niggas could bleed too , one
    [Puffy]
  OK, good
  Those cats don't keep it real as they should
  Heard they don't pay good
  Stand around all day wishin' they could
  But this green fufills they dreams
  They ain't a team
  Answering machine on screen
  Phone rings, it was Arlene from Queens
  Head was mean, had a head for schemes
  Told her she get head to see me
  But she play her hand proper, nothin' can stop her
    [Female]
  Hey yo, what up Playboy?
  I'm out in Saint Croix
  With sun cats that say they real
  But they toys
  I heard ya doin' it though
  And you in the flow
  Some niggas wanna ruin ya show?
  What up, yo?
  Whathchu want a rich shot up on his block?
  Or I could leave him in his bed dead, with his dick robbed
    [Puffy]
  Na Boo, I'mma show you how I do
  Just hit me when you get up top
  But come on through (Aight)
    Now I'm doin' inventory
  Guns, clips, vest, bullets
  So when I pull it, it's the end of story
  Leadin' my men to glory
  Then get shorty to hold a pound for me
  I know she down for me
  Yeah, sneak up on 'em like a car thief
  These niggas mad cause it's my party
  And my Benz is wide-bodied
  Despise me, like the feds despise Ghotti
  That I kill for a hobby and lay in your lobby
  So try me, go 'head and take a bite
  Might as well say good night
  Try to put me in the dark, I don't take it light
  Now if it's wrong, make it right
  Not tommorow, tonight
  They barkin', I know the bite
  Jumped in the B-N-Z
  Niggas gonna see the E-N-D fuckin' with me
  See, I knew he was a snake out the ground
  Make me wanna call my man rock and break out the hounds
  Take it to the pier where you can't make out the sounds
  Thoughts in my head goin' 'round, it's goin' down
  Pull up to his block, I'mma put it to his knock
  But, I don't see him, wouldn't wanna be in town
  Ride around for a minute
  Thinkin' 'bout the pain that Hell brings
  Interrupted by a cell ring
  Yeah yeah
    [Female]
  Hey Boo come and get me, I'm here
  [Puffy]
  Where?
  [Female]
  Teterboro
    Give me a few
  It was like I flew
  But it felt kinda strange, it was like I knew
  Pulled up around 2, late like I do
  With the urge to bug
  She gave me a nervous hug
  And when I heard the slugs
  What I saw in the blur was thugs
  Tryin' to soak my fur with blood
  Dropped to the curb and ducked
  Pulled out the fifth, duck behind a car
  Like "How I'm gon' get out this shit?"
  These niggas don't know what they about to get
  A one way ticket to Hell in my gun jail
  Bust my gun at three and one fell
  The other two, waitin' to see what I'mma do
    [G-Dep]
  Hope you brought your arms
  Cuz you're gonna need 'em to hold me
    [Puffy]
  Peeped around the car slowly
  Then I let 'em have the whole wheat
  Man there's six million ways to die
  And you chose me, but I'm an OG
  And in the distance is police
  I'm still bustin', tryin' to kill something
  And I can't hide the fact that I peeled something
  I feel this thing, like in a minute I won't feel a thing
  The two cats jumped in the blue Ac'
  I fired one shot, they fired two back
  They murked off in the night
  I get them fools back, man they ain't seen the last of me
  But I'm bleeding rapidly
  Shot up in the stomach and that wasn't how it had to be
  Heartbeat failin', car alarm wailin'
  Couldn't walk straight then the firearm failed
  Now I'm thinkin' how this bitch played me
  Then I faded