Nicki Minaj - N.I.G.G.A.S lyrics

[Nicki Minaj] This is for my n***as that did bidsall of my n***as thats doin time For some sh** that they ain't didthis is for my n***as that wild out All of my n***as that ride out,all my n***as that hide out This is for my n***as that buy weight n***as that leave on Monday, come back on a Friday This is for my n***as that get highall of my n***as that get by All my n***as that get fly, this is for my n***as that cop dutches All of my n***as throwin it up on them bikes and pop clutches This is for my n***as that don't snitchall uh my n***as that don't b**h All my n***as that tore fifths, this is for my n***as that don't cry All of my n***as that dont smileall my n***as that don't lie This is for my n***as that take care, all of they kids Order some bids, and take em to daycare This is for my n***as that dont settle All of my n***as that push pedals,alll my n***as with gold medals This is for my n***as that play ball, n***as that wanna get in the game So they n***as can cake off, this is for my n***as that gave up All of my n***as that's laid up, and ya mind is made up This is for the borough of Sean Bell (Rest In Peace) All of my n***as with strong will, all of my n***as that gone k** This is for my n***as than stand up, all of my n***as that's gon' fight All my n***as that man up (C'mon), this is for my n***as with big dreams All of my n***as 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 n***as 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'