N.I.G.G.A.S

[Nicki Minaj] This is for my niggas that did bidsall of my niggas thats doin time For some shit that they ain't didthis is for my niggas that wild out All of my niggas that ride out,all my niggas that hide out This is for my niggas that buy weight Niggas that leave on Monday, come back on a Friday This is for my niggas that get highall of my niggas that get by All my niggas that get fly, this is for my niggas that cop dutches All of my niggas throwin it up on them bikes and pop clutches This is for my niggas that don't snitchall uh my niggas that don't bitch All my niggas that tore fifths, this is for my niggas that don't cry All of my niggas that dont smileall my niggas that don't lie This is for my niggas that take care, all of they kids Order some bids, and take em to daycare This is for my niggas that dont settle All of my niggas that push pedals,alll my niggas with gold medals This is for my niggas that play ball, niggas that wanna get in the game So they niggas can cake off, this is for my niggas that gave up All of my niggas that's laid up, and ya mind is made up This is for the borough of Sean Bell (Rest In Peace) All of my niggas with strong will, all of my niggas that gone kill This is for my niggas than stand up, all of my niggas that's gon' fight All my niggas that man up (C'mon), this is for my niggas with big dreams All of my niggas in sick jeans, that be spittin' they sixteens This is for the Tims and this is for the Brims and This is for the Trims and this is for the rims and This is for the kings and this is for the bosses This is for the blings and niggas in the porches This one's for Malcolm, this one's for Martin Wish I coulda thanks them, look what they started This is cuz I'm tired of losin' (Tired of losing) Even though my music is crack, guess I'm tired of using It's like I'm tired of rappin it, I ain't even ratchet I'm tired And I'm askin am I, ready for the rapture? See, I'm just a little girl, caught in a mixed up world Shoutout my girls, that be callin me sista girl A moment of silence, for all of this violence For all of my men's that's locked in the pens, and trapped in the silence [Angel De Mar] I aee you, I see you, I see you, I see you, I seee youu I see you, I see you, I see you, I see you, I seeee youuu Keep trying Kee-eep tryy-yinnn'