* Different From The Song Of The Same Title On _No Way Out_



[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 Hi