room with AK's while a nigga be puttin on his jimmy All of a sudden they shoot up your Vuitton before you can hit the broccoli See money-a-made that nigga, that nigga
system Niggas listen Niggas listen Niggas listen Outlawz on a mission [Verse 1: Napoleon] So more gun shots By some young niggas And now the media consider y'all some dumb niggas
probably did it I don't give a fuck that's my philosophy get it A mix between Pac and Sakratees rockin a fitted Nigga with a attitude Crooked I is Eazy
a caper Cause a nigga straight sufferin from lack of havin paper My bitch fin' to have a bastard, see? So I needs to hit a lick, drastically I see
stay a crooked nigga too And maybe then you'll see the truth (awwwwww) Oooh! You can't fuck with the crew, a crooked nigga too (2pac Verse 2) You know
you want a nigga to live? [2Pac] Y'know you really can't say that ya blame niggaz Fuck bein tame, set aflame, time to aim triggers 2Pac'll spark a revolution
I wanna live, my nigga it's how it is Homey got into a fight last night, that killed his kids [Chorus: 2Pac] In this life I lead, fiend for currency
it's over, brand as my strap Back like a cobra, I stay drunk, cause I'm a mad man Whenever sober, on a one man mission My ambition to hold up the rap
(feat. Outlawz) [2Pac] If you a bad boy [Chorus: repeat 2X] If you a bad boy then you die Westside outlawz when we ride, get me high They fucked up
"Alright now, here we go" Verse One: 2Pac Tell me, how many real motherfuckers feel me? I smoke a blunt and freak the funk until these jealous motherfuckers
the city? [Pac] The critics or the cops? [Soul] The courts or the crooks, don't look so confused Take a closer look [Pac] Niggaz get they neck broke
for bein jealous of a brother when he rides I can see it in yo' eyes, you wanna see a young playa fallin They hate to see a nigga ballin Some of you
a horny crook Had her grindin and windin against my leg She fucking with my head, want a nigga to beg Sexy pumps on, toenails red Your body's a gun baby
T.R.U. you got D's,candy paint,wood grain with the leather seats mercedes,baby,lady,baby,crazy,merecdes I done heard that shit 2pac wannabe ass nigga
A real nigga, Since you figure that you ready to box You catchin knots from my nigga Freddie Foxxx And I, You really don't want none from Pac Cause I
get the fuck up in it, formulate a caper Cause a nigga straight sufferin from lack of havin paper My bitch fin' to have a bastard, see? So I needs to