Nicki Minaj, Angel De-Mar - N.I.G.G.A.S. lyrics
Nicki Minaj [Onika Tanya Maraj-Petty] Port of Spain, Trinidad and Tobago/LA, CA, U.S. 🇹🇹 🇺🇸
[Nicki Minaj, Angel De-Mar - N.I.G.G.A.S. lyrics]
This is for my niggas that did bids
All of my niggas thats doin time for
Some shit that they ain't did
This 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 high
All 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 don't 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 don't 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
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'
All of my niggas thats doin time for
Some shit that they ain't did
This 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 high
All 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 don't 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 don't 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
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'