tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-84983138751673689622024-03-08T16:01:01.901-08:00Lyrics, Nothing but LyricsUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger566125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8498313875167368962.post-53114173154323854252011-03-11T23:53:00.000-08:002011-03-12T00:41:50.661-08:00LIL WAYNE [2010] - I Don't Like the Look of It [ featuring Gudda Gudda ] - album: I Am Not a Human Being - track 13<span style="font-size:85%;"><i><br /></i></span> <div style="text-align: center;"><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><span class="feat"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Lil Wayne</span></span></span></span><br /> <span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><span class="feat"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" >I DON'T LIKE THE LOOK OF IT</span></span></span><br /> <span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><span class="feat"><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;">[ featuring Gudda Gudda ]<br />* produced by Jahlil Beats<br /><span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" ><br /><br /></span></span></span></span></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><i><span style="font-weight: bold;">- Gudda Gudda</span> -</i></span><span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" ><br />Okay, I'm sippin' on the syrup<br />Got a nigga moving slow<br />I’m all about the money<br />What the fuck you think I do it for?<br />Bitch don’t act like you don’t know<br />I’m killing all these rap niggas<br />Custom made caskets for you muthafucka funerals<br />Keep the women with me<br />Shit I gotta keep like two or more<br />Party everyday like we won the fucking Superbowl<br />Chillin' wit my nigga Mack, he keep bitches handy<br />White girl on the table love them sniff nose candy<br />When I’m walking by the women say "Who is that nigga?"<br />I replied "Hi, I am Gudda Gudda that nigga"<br />I was raised in the home of da Cap Splitters<br />Whip on 24′s watch it crawl like a caterpillar<br />I come with a toy boy like a Happy Meal<br />And yous a muthafuckin’ duck, Daffy Dill<br />I’m from the school of Hard Knocks, where we scrap and kill<br />Pick the knife or gunner, you can get the package deal<br />I’m hot nigga, burning everything around me<br />I was lost for a minute took a while but I found me<br />The streets say I’m King but the game will never crown me<br />Realist nigga doin' it just ask the niggas around me<br />So you cant size me up or try to clown uh<br />Shark in the water jump in and I'mma drown ya<br />New Orleans nigga, Gun out, I'mma down ya<br />Put niggas to sleep like a muthaf-ckin’ downer<br />I'mma Great White, you's a flounder<br />Fish and a bitch I tuna everything around ya<br />U-Haul Gudda , moving everything around ya<br />It’s Young Money , bitch<br />At the top is where they found us<br /><br /><br /></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><i><span style="font-weight: bold;">- Lil Wayne</span> -</i></span><span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" ><br />Uh, Goons on deck<br />Marley don’t shoot em’<br />Silence on the gun<br />Watch a nigga mute em’<br />The coach in the booth<br />Call me Jon Gruden<br />School these niggas, they all my students<br />All jokes aside, I ain’t playin’ wit' cha<br />The weed broke down, like a transmission<br />Tha choppa spin him round, like a ballerina<br />Bitch I’m still spittin' like I ate a Jalapeño<br />I’m from uptown, my bitch from Argentina<br />My pockets on fat like Joey Cartagena<br />Stunt so hard, it’s all y’all fault<br />And when it come to beef give me A1 Sauce<br />I ain’t worryin' bout shit, Everything paid out<br />You could catch me court side in Dwayne Wade’s house<br />Wit a high yellow thick bitch wit her legs out<br />Cash Money president but we in a red house<br />Who the f-ck want it? Make my fuckin’ day<br />I blow your candles out, now nigga cut that cake<br />I gotta eat bitches, like a run-away<br />Y’all niggas ain’t eatin', stomach ache<br />Ok, all these bitches, And niggas still hatin'<br />I used to be ballin’, But now I’m Bill Gate ’n<br />Fuckin' with my iPhone, bumpin' Illmatic<br />I’m on the road to riches, there’s just a lil' traffic<br />Hair still platted, thuggin' is a habbit<br />Keep my guitar, Hip Hop Lenny Kravitz<br />Bunch of bad bitches and I fuck em like rabbits<br />Dope dick Weezy, ya girlfriend an addict, Uh</span><br /><br /><br /></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8498313875167368962.post-19503114304992975692011-02-23T09:04:00.000-08:002011-02-24T01:28:23.699-08:00Tupac Shakur [1998] - Greatest Hits disc 1 - track 01 - Keep Ya Head Up<div style="text-align: center;font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><span class="feat"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Tupac Shakur</span></span></span></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><span class="feat"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" ><br />KEEP YA HEAD UP</span></span></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><span class="feat"><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /></span></span></span></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><br />Little somethin' for my godson Elijah<br />and a little girl named Corinne<br /></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br />Some say the blacker the berry, the sweeter the juice</span> <span style="font-size:85%;"><br />I say the darker the flesh then the deeper the roots<br />I give a holler to my sisters on welfare<br />Tupac cares, and don't nobody else care<br />And uh, I know they like to beat ya down a lot<br />When you come around the block brothers clown a lot<br />But please don't cry, dry your eyes, never let up<br />Forgive but don't forget, girl keep your head up<br />And when he tells you you ain't nothin' don't believe him<br />And if he can't learn to love you you should leave him<br />'cause sista you don't need him<br />And I ain't tryin to gas ya up, I just call em how I see em<br />You know it makes me unhappy (what's that)<br />When brothers make babies<br />and leave a young mother to be a pappy<br />And since we all came from a woman<br />Got our name from a woman and our game from a woman<br />I wonder why we take from our women<br />Why we rape our women, do we hate our women?<br />I think it's time to kill for our women<br />Time to heal our women, be real to our women<br />And if we don't we'll have a race of babies<br />That will hate the ladies, that make the babies<br />And since a man can't make one<br />He has no right to tell a woman<br />when and where to create one<br />So will the real men get up<br />I know you're fed up ladies, but keep your head up<br /><br /><i>[CHORUS] x2</i></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br />Keep ya head up<br />oooo child things are gonna get easier</span> <span style="font-size:85%;"><br />ooooo child things are gonna get brighter<br /></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br />Ay yo, I remember Marvin Gaye, used to sing ta me</span> <span style="font-size:85%;"><br />He had me feelin' like black was the thing to be<br />And suddenly the ghetto didn't seem so tough<br />And though we had it rough, we always had enough<br />I huffed and puffed about my curfew and broke the rules<br />Ran with the local crew, and had a smoke or two<br />And I realize momma really paid the price<br />She nearly gave her life, to raise me right<br />And all I had ta give her was my pipe dream<br />Of how I'd rock the mic, and make it to the bright screen<br />I'm tryin' to make a dollar out of 15 cents<br />It's hard to be legit and still pay tha rent<br />And in the end it seems I'm headin' for tha pen<br />I try and find my friends, but they're blowin' in the wind<br />Last night my buddy lost his whole family<br />It's gonna take the man in me to conquer this insanity<br />It seems tha rain 'll never let up<br />I try to keep my head up, and still keep from gettin' wet up<br />You know it's funny when it rains it pours<br />They got money for wars, but can't feed the poor<br />Say there ain't no hope for the youth and the truth is<br />it ain't no hope for the future<br />And then they wonder why we crazy<br />I blame my mother, for turning my brother into a crack baby<br />We ain't meant to survive, cause it's a setup<br />And even though you're fed up<br />Huh, ya got to keep your head up<br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><i>[CHORUS] x2</i></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br />Keep ya head up<br />oooo child things are gonna get easier</span> <span style="font-size:85%;"><br />ooooo child things are gonna get brighter</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br />And uh</span> <span style="font-size:85%;"><br />To all the ladies havin' babies on they own<br />I know it's kinda rough and you're feelin' all alone<br />Daddy's long gone and he left you by ya lonesome<br />Thank the Lord for my kids, even if nobody else want em<br />Cause I think we can make it, in fact, I'm sure<br />And if you fall, stand tall and comeback for more<br />'Cause ain't nothin' worse than when your son<br />wants to know why his daddy don't love him no mo'<br />You can't complain you was dealt this<br />hell of a hand without a man, feelin' helpless<br />Because there's too many things for you to deal with<br />Dying inside, but outside you're looking fearless<br />While tears, is rollin' down your cheeks<br />Ya steady hopin' things don't all down this week<br />Cause if it did, you couldn't take it, and don't blame me<br />I was given this world I didn't make it<br />And now my son's gettin' older and older and cold<br />From havin' the world on his shoulders<br />While the rich kids is drivin' Benz<br />I'm still tryin' to hold on to my survivin' friends<br />And it's crazy, it seems it'll never let up, but<br />please, you got to keep your head up<br /><br /><br /></span></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8498313875167368962.post-88497984036065576212011-02-23T08:43:00.000-08:002011-02-24T01:28:26.412-08:00Tupac Shakur [1998] - Greatest Hits disc 1 - track 02 - 2 of Amerikaz Most Wanted [ featuring Snoop Dogg ]<div style="text-align: center;font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><i><br /></i></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><span class="feat"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Tupac Shakur</span></span></span></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><span class="feat"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" ><br />2 OF AMERIKAZ MOST WANTED</span></span></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><span class="feat"><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br />[ featuring Snoop Dogg ]</span></span></span></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><i><br /></i></span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">Up out of there<br /></span><span style="font-size:85%;">(chuckles)<br />Ain't nuttin' but a gangsta party<br />Pump that up G<br /></span><span style="font-size:85%;">Ah shit, you done fucked up now<br />Ain't nuttin' but a gangsta party<br />You done put two of America's<br />most wanted in the same<br />motherfuckin' place at the same <br />Ain't nuttin' but a gangsta party<br />motherfuckin' time, hahahahah<br />Y'all niggas about to feel this <br />Ain't nuttin' but a gangsta party<br />Break out the champagne glasses<br />and the motherfuckin' condoms<br />Have one on us a'ight? <br />Ain't nuttin' but a gangsta party<br /></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /><br />Picture perfect, I paint a perfect picture</span> <span style="font-size:85%;"><br />Bomb the hoochies with precision<br />my intention's to get richer<br />With the S-N double-O-P, Dogg my fuckin' homie<br />You's a cold ass nigga on them hogs<br /><br />Sho 'nuff, I keep my hand on my gun,<br />cuz they got me on the run</span> <span style="font-size:85%;"><br />Now I'm back in the court room waitin on the outcome<br />Free Tupac , is all that's on a nigga's mind<br />But at the same time it seem they tryin' to take mine<br />So I'mma get smart, and get defensive and shit<br />And put together a million march, for some gangsta shit<br /><br />So now they got us laced</span> <span style="font-size:85%;"><br />Two multi millionaire motherfuckers catchin' cases (mmm)<br />Bitches get ready for the throwdown<br />the shit's about to go down<br />Uh, me and Snoop about to clown<br />I'm " Losing My Religion "<br />I'm vicious on these stool pigeons<br />You might be deep in this game<br />but you got the rules missin'<br />Niggas be actin' like they savage<br />they out to get the cabbage<br />I got, nuthin' but love, for my niggaw livin' lavish<br /><br />I got a pit named P, she niggarino</span> <span style="font-size:85%;"><br />I got a house out in the hills right next to Chino<br />and I, think I got a black Beamer<br />but my dream is to own a fly casino<br />like Bugsy Seagal , and do it all legal<br />and get scooped up, by the little homie in the Regal<br />Mmm, it feel good to you baby bubba<br />Ya see, this is for the Gs and the keys motherfucker<br /><br />Now follow as we riiiiide</span> <span style="font-size:85%;"><br />Motherfuck the rest, two of the best from the West side<br />And I can make you famous<br />Niggas been dyin' for years, so how could they blame us<br />I live in fear of a felony<br />I never stop bailin' these, motherfuckin' Gs<br />If ya got it better flaunt it, another warrant<br />2 of Amerikaz Most Wanted<br /><br /><i>[CHORUS]</i></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br />Ain't nuttin' but a gangsta party<br />Ain't nuttin' but a gangsta party<br />Nuthin' but a gangsta party<br />Ain't nuttin' but a gangsta party<br />Nuthin' but a gangsta party<br />it ain't nuthin' but a<br />motherfuckin' gangsta party <br />Ain't nuttin' but a gangsta party<br />Nuthin' but a gangsta party<br />it ain't nuthin' but a<br />motherfuckin' gangsta party <br />Ain't nuttin' but a gangsta party<br /></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br />Now give me fifty feet</span> <span style="font-size:85%;"><br />Defeat is not my destiny, release me to the streets<br />And keep whatever's left of me<br />Jealousy is misery, suffering is grief<br />Better be prepared when you cowards fuck wit me<br />I bust and flea, these niggas must be crazy what??<br />There ain't no mercy motherfuckers who can fade the Thugs<br />(hahah right) You thought it was but it wasn't, now disappear<br />Bow down in the presence of a boss player<br /><br />It's like cuz, blood, gangbangin</span><span style="font-size:85%;">'<br />Everybody in the party doin' dope slangin'<br />You got to have papers in this world<br />You might get your first snatch, before your eyes swirl<br />Ya doing ya job, every day<br />And then you work so hard til ya hair turn gray<br />Let me tell you about life, and bout the way it is<br />You see we live by the gun, so we die by the gun's kids<br /><br />They tell me not to roll with my Glock</span> <span style="font-size:85%;"><br />So now I gotta throw away<br />Floatin' in the black Benz, tryin' to do a show a day<br />They wonder how I live, with five shots<br />Niggas is hard to kill, on my block<br />Schemes for currency and doe related<br />Affiliated with the hustlers, so we made it<br />No answers to questions, I'm tryin' to get up on it<br />My nigga Dogg with me, eternally the most wanted<br /><br /><i>[CHORUS w/ variations to end]<br /></i></span><span style="font-size:85%;">Ain't nuttin' but a gangsta party<br />Ain't nuttin' but a gangsta party<br />Nuthin' but a gangsta party<br />Ain't nuttin' but a gangsta party<br />Nuthin' but a gangsta party<br />it ain't nuthin' but a<br />motherfuckin' gangsta party <br />Ain't nuttin' but a gangsta party<br />Nuthin' but a gangsta party<br />it ain't nuthin' but a<br />motherfuckin' gangsta party <br />Ain't nuttin' but a gangsta party<br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><i><br /></i></span> </div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8498313875167368962.post-56564635163283720702011-02-23T08:24:00.000-08:002011-02-24T01:28:31.309-08:00Tupac Shakur [1998] - Greatest Hits disc 1 - track 03 - Temptations<div style="text-align: center;font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><span class="feat"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Tupac Shakur</span></span></span></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><span class="feat"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" ><br />TEMPTATIONS</span></span></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><span class="feat"><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /></span></span></span></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><br />Yo Mo Bee main, drop that shit!</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">Heyyyy! Heyy-ayyaahhyy</span></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">[</span></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-style: italic;">Redman's "Watch Yo' Nugget" </span><i style="font-style: italic;">repeats until first verse]</i><br /><br />You know what time, booyaow</span> <span style="font-size:85%;"><br />I know it's time for you<br />So grab one by the hand you know what I'm sayin'?<br />And uh, throw up that finger<br />Ay yo yo yo throw y'all fingers up!<br />Thug style baby, Thug style y'know?<br /></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br />Tell me baby are you lonely? Don't wanna rush ya</span> <span style="font-size:85%;"><br />I can help ya if ya only, let me touch ya<br />If I'm wrong love tell me, cause I get caught up<br />and the life I live is hell see, I never thought I'd see<br />the day when I would calm down, you ain't heard<br />I've been known to clown and Get Around, that's my word<br />See you walkin' and you lookin' good, yes indeed<br />Got a body like a sex fiend, you're killin' me<br />wit' cha attitude to match right, don't be phony<br />'cause I hate when you act like, you don't know me<br />I've be stressin' in the spotlight, I want the fame<br />but the industry's a lot like, a crap game<br />Ain't no time for commitment, I gotta go<br />Can't be wit you every minute miss, another show<br />And even though I'm known for my one night stand<br />I wanna be an honest man, but temptations go<br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">Heyyyy! Heyy-ayyaahhyy</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-style: italic;">[</span></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-style: italic;">Redman's "Watch Yo' Nugget" </span><i style="font-style: italic;">repeats until second verse]</i></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><i></i><br /><br />Throw up the finger!</span> <span style="font-size:85%;"><br />And all my homies go..<br />Throw them the finger!<br />Ya know what baby it's like<br /></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br />I know you've been searchin' for someone<br />To make you happy, and get the job done<br />You say you need it, a man with money<br />But I can't be there, and will you still care<br /></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br />Will I cheat or will I be committed, heaven knows</span> <span style="font-size:85%;"><br />Gettin' weak and I wanna hit it, so here I go<br />in my ride and I'm all in, gettin' high<br />I can hear the people callin', I'm passin' by<br />Everybody knows I'm ball-in', and to God<br />Gotta keep myself from fall-in', but it's hard<br />All the cuties know I'm under pressure, what do I do<br />Gettin' shaky when she pull the dress up, and say it's cool<br />Should I stroke or should I wait a while, you decide<br />If you tell me that you don't want it, that's a lie<br />Move close and let me whisper, some dirty words<br />in your ears as I kiss ya, on every curve<br />Slow down baby don't rush, I like it slow<br />Can't hold it any longer, so let it go<br />Open the gates, do you wanna fall up in heaven<br />Don't worry, I let myself in, all I heard was..<br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">Heyyyy! Heyy-ayyaahhyy</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-style: italic;">[</span></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-style: italic;">Redman's "Watch Yo' Nugget" </span><i style="font-style: italic;">repeats until third verse]</i></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><i></i><br /><br />Give 'em the finger!</span> <span style="font-size:85%;"><br />All my homies go..<br />Throw your fingers up!<br />That's just the Thug in me girl, you know<br />Peep out all my homies, y'know, it's like<br /></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br />I know you've been searchin' for someone<br />To make you happy, and get the job done<br />You say you need it, a man with money<br />But I can't be there, and will you still care?</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /><br />A lot of people think it's easy, to settle down</span> <span style="font-size:85%;"><br />Got a woman that'll please me, in every town<br />I don't wanna but I gotta do it, the temptation<br />got me ready to release the fluid, sensation<br />sit down and conversate like you know me, take my hand<br />'Cause even Thugs get lonely, understand<br />Even the hardest of my homies need attention<br />Catch you blowin' up the telephone, reminiscin'<br />I wanna take you to the movies, and the park<br />Let's find a spot for you to do me, in the dark<br />Now that it's passion, hold me tight<br />Don't need lights, I can see you by the moonlight<br />I know your man ain't lovin' you right<br />You're lonely and depressed you need a Thug in your life<br />Enough talkin', you want me to leave, I'll get to walkin'<br />See you later, 'cause baby I'm a player, and all I heard was<br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;">Heyyyy! Heyy-ayyaahhyy</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-style: italic;">[</span></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-style: italic;">Redman's "Watch Yo' Nugget" </span><i style="font-style: italic;">repeats until end]</i></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><i></i><br /><br />Give 'em the finger</span> <span style="font-size:85%;"><br />And all my homies go..<br />yo this how we gonna do this in the nine-trey y'know?<br />Throw your fingers up<br />Y'know? They gonna peep this, this how we run game on you<br /></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br />Everybody, heyy, alright<br />Heyy, heyyyeah, heyyyayyy, ohh<br /></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br />All my niggaz go..<br />Uptown in the..<br />Give 'em the finger!<br />Throw your hands up<br />Give 'em the finger!<br /><br /><br /></span></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8498313875167368962.post-77429533986507667042011-02-23T08:12:00.000-08:002011-02-24T01:28:53.220-08:00Tupac Shakur [1998] - Greatest Hits disc 1 - track 04 - God Bless the Dead [ featuring Stretch ]<div style="text-align: center;font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><i><br /></i></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><span class="feat"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Tupac Shakur</span></span></span></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><span class="feat"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" ><br />GOD BLESS THE DEAD</span></span></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><span class="feat"><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br />[ featuring Stretch ]</span></span></span></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><i><br /></i></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><i><br /></i></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><i><span style="font-weight: bold;">- 2Pac</span> -</i></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br />Rest in peace to my mothafucka Biggie Smalls<br />That's right boy, it's goin on<br />Right here, Thug Life<br />God bless the dead<br /><br />God bless the dead and buried nigga</span> <span style="font-size:85%;"><br />Don't worry if you see God first tell Him shit got worse<br />I ain't mad, I know you're representin' the crew<br />And I can picture you in Heaven with a blunt and a brew<br />Fuck the world, pain was a part of the game<br />If you a baller, money went as quick as it came<br />My role models gone or they locked in the pen<br />Straight hustlas, caught up in the whirlwind<br />The other day, I thought I seen my homeboy Biggie<br />Sayin' shit don't stop, nigga, no pity<br />We all hoods, and all we ever had was dreams<br />Money makin' mothafuckas plot scandalous schemes<br />In the gutter, you learn to have a criminal mind<br />I was addicted to tryin', never meant to do time<br />My epitaph will read "Was the last of Gs<br />Kicked the shit to make the white man bleed<br />God bless the dead"<br /><br /><i>[CHORUS]<br /></i></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><i><span style="font-weight: bold;">- 2Pac</span> -</i></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"> God bless the dead<br />God bless the dead<br />God bless the dead<br /><br /></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><i><span style="font-weight: bold;">- 2Pac</span> -</i></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br />Man, ain't nobody promised me a thang<br />I been caught up in this game<br />Ever since I was a little motherfucka wantin to hang<br />I can see 'em in my head, pow<br />Memories of my nigga but he dead now<br />Lookin' back in my yearbook all the years took<br />Half my peers, they're stretched for years<br />And if I die will they all shed tears<br />Two to the dome, leave me alone<br />let me get my head clear<br />Paranoid got me lookin' in the mirror<br />Behind me, life without my nine, I'd rather do the time<br />See I'm old enough to know that ain't no justice<br />Fuck the police and all the courts<br />same way they fucked us<br />And why the hell am I locked in jail<br />They let them white boys free, we be shocked as hell<br />In my mind I can see it comin'<br />And all the time it's a plot to keep a nigga runnin'<br />By keepin' gun and never run unless I'm comin' at ya<br />Cry later but for now let's enjoy the laughter<br />God bless the dead<br /></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /> <i>[CHORUS]<br /> </i></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><i><span style="font-weight: bold;">- 2Pac</span> -</i></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"> God bless the dead<br />God bless the dead<br />God bless the dead</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /><br /></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><i><span style="font-weight: bold;">- 2Pac</span> -</i></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br />Rest in peace to all the motherfuckas that passed too early<br />All the young motherfuckas that was took in they prime<br />Real motherfuckin' Gs, this one is for you<br />Yo Stretch , Biggie<br /><br /></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><i><span style="font-weight: bold;">- Stretch</span> -</i></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br />Yo Big this is to you my nigga<br />Springfield Hollis crew, Thug Life, YGz<br />Sendin they respect, know I mean?<br />You my nigga for life, forever<br />You're always gonna be with a nigga<br />No matter what, don't forget that<br /><br />I pray before I go to sleep</span><span style="font-size:85%;">, Dear God<br />Say my prayers before I start to eat<br />'cause times is hard"<br />So I'm droppin to my knees, oh why?<br />Why you have to take my nigga with the rock-a-bye<br />You had to take a good one<br />a ghetto hood son, Uzi weighin' a ton<br />Niggas terrified of drama from the young gun<br />Hearin' that they did it outta fear don't amaze me<br />But it's mind blowin', so I'm flowin' goin' crazy<br />Slip for cock the gun but he didn't run like a punk<br />He should've had the gauge in the trunk<br />For spunk is what he had, kid, I'd rather attack Big<br />Now ya 'bout to smell the aftermath of what the Mac did<br />Wannabe suckers wanna test, I'm tellin' you, yes<br />The teflon's 'bout to rip through your fuckin' vest<br />Guess who? I'll make a mess of your crew quick<br />The spirit Biggie Smalls and the ... clique, yeah<br />God bless the dead<br />God bless the dead<br />God bless the dead<br />God bless the dead<br /><br /><br /></span></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8498313875167368962.post-34866877252024716852011-02-23T07:29:00.000-08:002011-02-24T01:28:58.063-08:00Tupac Shakur [1998] - Greatest Hits disc 1 - track 05 - Hail Mary [ featuring Outlawz & Prince Ital Joe ]<div style="text-align: center;font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><i><br /></i></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><span class="feat"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Tupac Shakur</span></span></span></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><span class="feat"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" ><br />HAIL MARY</span></span></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><span class="feat"><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br />[ featuring Outlawz & Prince Ital Joe ]</span></span></span></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><i><br /></i></span><br /><br /><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><i><span style="font-weight: bold;">- 2Pac</span> -</i></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><i></i><br />Makaveli in this.. Killuminati , all through your body<br />The blow's like a twelve gauge shotty<br />Uh, feel me!<br />And God said he should send his one begotten son<br />to lead the wild into the ways of the man<br />Follow me; eat my flesh, flesh, and my flesh<br /><br /><i>[CHORUS]<br /></i></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><i><span style="font-weight: bold;">- 2Pac</span> -</i></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"> Come with me, Hail Mary<br />Run quick, see, what do we have here<br />Now, do you wanna ride or die?<br />La dadada, la la la la<br /><br /></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><i><span style="font-weight: bold;">- 2Pac</span> -</i></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br />I ain't a killer but don't push me<br />Revenge is like the sweetest joy next to getting pussy<br />Picture paragraphs unloaded, wise words being quoted<br />Peeped the weakness in the rap game and sewed it<br />Bow down, pray to God hoping that he's listening<br />Seeing niggas coming for me, to my diamonds<br />when they glistening<br />Now pay attention, rest in peace father<br />I'm a ghost in these killing fields<br />Hail Mary catch me if I go, let's go deep inside<br />the solitary mind of a madman who screams in the dark<br />Evil lurks, enemies, see me flee<br />Activate my hate, let it break, to the flame<br />Set trip, empty out my clip, never stop to aim<br />Some say the game is all corrupted, fucked in this shit<br />Stuck, niggas is lucky if we bust out this shit, plus<br />mama told me never stop until I bust a nut<br />Fuck the world if they can't adjust<br />It's just as well, Hail Mary<br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><i>[CHORUS] x2<br /> </i></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><i><span style="font-weight: bold;">- 2Pac</span> -</i></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"> Come with me, Hail Mary<br />Run quick, see, what do we have here<br />Now, do you wanna ride or die?<br />La dadada, la la la la</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /><br /></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><i><span style="font-weight: bold;">- 2Pac</span> -</i></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br />Penitentiaries is packed with promise makers<br />Never realize the precious time the bitch niggas is wasting<br />Institutionalized I lived my life a product made to crumble<br />But too hardened for a smile<br />we're too crazy to be humble, we balling<br />Catch me Father please, cause I'm falling, in the liquor store<br />That's the Hennessy I hear ya calling, can I get some more?<br />Hail 'til I reach Hell, I ain't scared<br />Mama checking in my bedroom; I ain't there<br />I got a head with no screws in it, what can I do<br />One life to live but I got nothing to lose, just me and you<br />on a one way trip to prison, selling drugs<br />We all wrapped up in this living, life as Thugs<br />To my homeboys in Clinton Max, doing they bid<br />Raise hell to this real shit, and feel this<br />When they turn out the lights, I'll be down in the dark<br />Thuggin' eternal through my heart, now Hail Mary nigga<br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><i>[CHORUS] x2<br /> </i></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><i><span style="font-weight: bold;">- 2Pac</span> -</i></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"> Come with me, Hail Mary<br />Run quick, see, what do we have here<br />Now, do you wanna ride or die?<br />La dadada, la la la la</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><i><span style="font-weight: bold;">- Kastro</span> -</i></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br />They got a APB, out on my Thug family<br />Since the Outlawz run these streets<br />like these scandalous freaks<br />Our enemies die now, walk around half dead<br />Head down, K blasted off Hennessy and Thai<br />Trying it, mixed it; now I'm twisted, blissed, and high<br />Visions of me, Thug living getting me by<br />Forever live, and I multiply survived by Thugs<br />When I die they won't cry unless they coming with slugs<br /><br /></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><i><span style="font-weight: bold;">- Young Noble</span> -</i></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br />Peep the whole scene and whatever's going on around me<br />Brain kinda cloudy, smoked out feeling rowdy<br />Ready to wet the party up<br />and whoever in that motherfucker<br />Nasty new street, slugger my heat seeks suckers<br />on the regular mashing in a stolen Black Ac Integra<br />Cock back, sixty seconds till the draw<br />that's when I'm dead in ya<br />Feet first, you got a nice gat but my heat's worse<br />From a Thug to preaching church<br />I gave you love now you eating dirt<br />Needing work, and I ain't the nigga to put you on<br />'Cause word is bond<br />when I was broke I had to hustle 'til dawn<br />That's when sun came up, there's only one way up<br />hold ya head and stay up<br />to all my niggas get ya pay and weight up<br /><br /></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><i><span style="font-weight: bold;">- Kastro</span> -</i></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br />If it's on then it's on, we break beat-breaks<br />Outlawz on a paper chase, can you relate<br />to this shit I don't got, be the shit I gotta take<br />Dealing with fate, hoping God don't close the gate<br />If it's on then it's on, we break beat-breaks<br />Outlawz on a paper chase, can you relate<br />to this shit I don't got, be the shit I gotta take<br />Dealing with fate, hoping God don't close the gate<br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><i>[CHORUS] repeatedly<br /> </i></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><i><span style="font-weight: bold;">- 2Pac</span> -</i></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"> Come with me, Hail Mary<br />Run quick, see, what do we have here<br />Now, do you wanna ride or die?<br />La dadada, la la la la</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /><br /></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><i><span style="font-weight: bold;">- Prince Ital Joe</span> -</i></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br />We've been traveling on this wayward road<br />Long time till I be take a 'eavy load<br />But we ride, ride it like a bullet<br />Hail Mary, Hail Mary<br />We won't worry everything will come real<br />Free like the bird in the tree<br />We won't worry everything will come real<br />Yes we free like the bird in the tree<br />We running from the penitentiary<br />This is the time for we liberty<br />Hail Mary, Hail Mary<br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><i>[CHORUS]<br /> </i></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><i><span style="font-weight: bold;">- 2Pac</span> -</i></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"> Come with me, Hail Mary<br />Run quick, see, what do we have here<br />Now, do you wanna ride or die?<br />La dadada, la la la la</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><i><span style="font-weight: bold;">- 2Pac</span> -</i></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br />Westside , Outlawz , Makaveli the Don<br />Solo , Killuminati , The 7 Days<br /><br /><br /></span></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8498313875167368962.post-13849356872263462952011-02-23T07:10:00.000-08:002011-02-24T01:29:03.558-08:00Tupac Shakur [1998] - Greatest Hits disc 1 - track 06 - Me Against the World [ featuring Dramacydal ]<div style="text-align: center;font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><i><br /></i></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><span class="feat"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Tupac Shakur</span></span></span></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><span class="feat"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" ><br />ME AGAINST THE WORLD</span></span></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><span class="feat"><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br />[ featuring Dramacydal ]</span></span></span></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><i><br /></i></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><i><br /></i></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><i><span style="font-weight: bold;">- 2Pac</span> -</i></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br />It's just me against the world<br /></span><span style="font-size:85%;">(Ooohh, ooohh</span><span style="font-size:85%;">)<br />Nothin' to lose<br />It's just me against the world baby</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br />(Oahh, oahhahh</span><span style="font-size:85%;">)<br />I got nothin' to lose<br />It's just me against the world</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br />(Oh hah</span><span style="font-size:85%;">h)<br />Stuck in the game<br />Me against the world baby<br /><br /></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><i><span style="font-weight: bold;">- 2Pac</span> -</i></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br />Can you picture my prophecy?</span> <span style="font-size:85%;"><br />Stress in the city, the cops is hot for me<br />The projects is full of bullets, the bodies is droppin'<br />There ain't no stoppin' me<br />Constantly movin' while makin' millions<br />Witnessin' killings, leavin' dead bodies in abandoned buildings<br />Carries to children 'cause they're ill-in'<br />Addicted to killin' and the appeal from the cap peelin'<br />Without feelin', but will they last or be blasted?<br />Hard headed bastard<br />Maybe he'll listen in his casket, the aftermath<br />More bodies being buried; I'm losing my homies in a hurry<br />They're relocating to the cemetery<br />Got me worried, stressin', my vision's blurried<br />The question is will I live? No one in the world loves me<br />I'm headed for danger, don't trust strangers<br />Put one in the chamber whenever I'm feelin' this anger<br />Don't wanna make excuses, 'cause this is how it is<br />What's the use unless we're shootin' no one notices the youth<br />It's just me against the world baby<br /><br /></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><i><span style="font-weight: bold;">- 2Pac</span> -</i></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><i>(</i></span><span style="font-size:85%;">Me against the world)</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br />It's just me against the world</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br />(Oooh yeah, ooohooo)</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br />It's just me against the world</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br />(</span><span style="font-size:85%;">Me against the world)</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br />'Cause it's just me against the world baby</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br />(Hey!)</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br />Me against the world</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br />(Oooh yeah)</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br />I got nothin' to lose<br />It's just me against the world baby</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br />(I got nothing to lose)<br /><br /></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><i><span style="font-weight: bold;">- Dramacydal</span> -</i></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br />Could somebody help me? I'm out here all by myself</span> <span style="font-size:85%;"><br />See ladies in stores, Baby Capone s, livin' wealthy<br />Pictures of my birth on this Earth is what I'm dreamin<br />Seein' Daddy's semen, full of crooked demons, already crazy<br />and screamin' I guess them nightmares as a child<br />had me scared, but left me prepared for a while<br />Is there another route? For a crooked Outlaw<br />Veteran, a villain, a young thug, who one day shall fall<br /><br />Everyday there's mo' death, and plus I'm dough-less</span> <span style="font-size:85%;"><br />I'm seein' mo' reasons for me to proceed with thievin'<br />Scheme on the scheming and leave they peeps grieving<br />Cause ain't no bucks to stack up, my nuts is backed up<br />I'm bout to act up, go load the Mac up, now watch me klacka<br />Tried makin' fat cuts, but yo it ain't workin'<br />And Evil's lurking, I can see him smirking<br />when I gets to pervin', so what?<br />Go put some work in, and make my mail, makin' sales<br />Risking 25 with a 'L', but oh well<br /></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><i><span style="font-weight: bold;">- 2Pac</span> -</i></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"> (Me against the world)</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br />With nothin' to lose<br />It's just me against the world</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br />(Ooh yeah.. ooh-oooh)</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br />It's just me against the world baby</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br />(Me against the world)</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br />I got n</span><span style="font-size:85%;">othin'</span><span style="font-size:85%;"> to lose<br />It's just me against the world</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br />(Oahhohh)</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br />Haha<br />It's just me against the world baby</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br />(Ha-ahh, HA-AHH!)</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br />With nuttin to lose<br />It's just me against the world baby</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br />(Me against the world, hoahh)</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br />Me against the world<br />I got n</span><span style="font-size:85%;">othin'</span><span style="font-size:85%;"> to lose<br />It's just me against the world baby</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br />(Hahah (hehe) hey!)<br /><br /></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><i><span style="font-weight: bold;">- 2Pac</span> -</i></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br />With all this extra stressin</span>'<span style="font-size:85%;"><br />The question I wonder is after death, after my last breath<br />When will I finally get to rest? Through this suppression<br />they punish the people that's askin' questions<br />And those that possess, steal from the ones without possessions<br />The message I stress: to make it stop study your lessons<br />Don't settle for less, even the genius asks questions<br />Be grateful for blessings<br />Don't ever change, keep your essence<br />The power is in the people and politics we address<br />Always do your best, don't let the pressure make you panic<br />And when you get stranded<br />And things don't go the way you planned it<br />Dreamin' of riches, in a position of makin' a difference<br />Politicians and hypocrites, they don't wanna listen<br />If I'm insane, it's the fame made a brother change<br />It wasn't nothin' like the game<br />It's just me against the world<br /><br /></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><i><span style="font-weight: bold;">- 2Pac</span> -</i></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br />(Me against the world)</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br />Nothin' to lose<br />It's just me against the world baby</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br />(Me against the world)</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br />Got me stuck in the game<br />It's just me against the world</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br />(Oahahh)</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br />I'd be ashamed to lose<br />It's just me against the world baby</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br />(Me against the world)<br /><br /></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><i><span style="font-weight: bold;">- 2Pac</span> -</i></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br />Heh, hahahahahahah</span> <span style="font-size:85%;"><br />That's right<br />I know it seem hard sometimes but uh<br />Remember one thing<br />Through every dark night, there's a bright day after that<br />So no matter how hard it get, stick your chest out<br />Keep your head up, and handle it<br /></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br />(Me against the world<span style="font-style: italic;">)<br /></span></span><span style="font-size:85%;">(Me against the world<span style="font-style: italic;">)<br /></span></span><span style="font-size:85%;">(Me against the world<span style="font-style: italic;">)<br /><br /><br /></span></span> </div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8498313875167368962.post-84421732133843001062011-02-23T07:04:00.000-08:002011-02-24T01:29:06.486-08:00Tupac Shakur [1998] - Greatest Hits disc 1 - track 07 - How Do U Want It? [ featuring K-Ci & JoJo ]<div style="text-align: center;font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><i><br /></i></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><span class="feat"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Tupac Shakur</span></span></span></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><span class="feat"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" ><br />HOW DO U WANT IT?</span></span></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><span class="feat"><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br />[ featuring K-Ci & JoJo ]</span></span></span></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><i><br /></i></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><i><br /><br /></i></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><i>[CHORUS]</i></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><i><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br />- K-Ci & JoJo</span> -</i></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br />How do you want it? How does it feel?</span> <span style="font-size:85%;"><br />Comin' up as a nigga in the cash game<br />Livin' in the fast lane; I'm for real<br />How do you want it? How do you feel?<br />Comin' up as a nigga in the cash game<br />Livin' in the fast lane; I'm for real<br /></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><i><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br />- 2Pac</span> -</i></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br />Love the way you activate your hips and push your ass out</span> <span style="font-size:85%;"><br />Got a nigga wantin it so bad I'm bout to pass out<br />Wanna dig you, and I can't even lie about it<br />Baby just alleviate your clothes, time to fly up out it<br />Catch you at a club, oh shit you got me fiendin<br />Body talkin shit to me but I can't comprehend the meaning<br />Now if you wanna roll with me, then here's your chance<br />Doin eighty on the freeway, police catch me if you can<br />Forgive me i'm a rider, still I'm just a simple man<br />All I want is money, fuck the fame I'm a simple man<br />Mr. International, playa with the passport<br />Just like Aladdin bitch, get you anything you ask for<br />It's either him or me -- champagne, Hennessey<br />A favorite of my homies when we floss, on our enemies<br />Witness as we creep to a low speed, peep what a hoe need<br />Puff some mo' weed, funk, ya don't need<br />Approachin hoochies with a passion, been a long day<br />But I've been driven by attraction in a strong way<br />Your body is bangin baby I love it when you flaunt it<br />Time to give it to daddy nigga now tell me how you want it<br />(Tell me how you want it! La-dy, yeahhhyeah)<br /><br /></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><i>[CHORUS]</i></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><i><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br />- K-Ci & JoJo</span> -</i></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br />How do you want it? How does it feel?</span> <span style="font-size:85%;"><br />Comin' up as a nigga in the cash game<br />Livin' in the fast lane; I'm for real<br />How do you want it? How do you feel?<br />Comin' up as a nigga in the cash game<br />Livin' in the fast lane; I'm for real</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /><br /></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><i><span style="font-weight: bold;">- 2Pac</span> -</i></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br />Tell me is it cool to fuck?</span> <span style="font-size:85%;"><br />Did you think I come to talk am I a fool or what?<br />Positions on the floor it's like erotic, ironic<br />cause I'm somewhat psychotic<br />I'm hittin switches on bitches like I been fixed with hydraulics<br />Up and down like a roller coaster, I'm up inside ya<br />I ain't quittin til the show is over, cause I'ma rider<br />In and out just like a robbery, I'll probably be a freak<br />and let you get on top of me, get her rockin these<br />Nights full of Alize, a livin legend<br />You ain't heard about these niggaz play these Cali days<br />Delores Tucker, youse a motherfucker<br />Instead of tryin to help a nigga you destroy a brother<br />Worse than the others -- Bill Clinton, Mr. Bob Dole<br />You're too old to understand the way the game is told<br />You're lame so I gotta hit you with the hot facts<br />Want some on lease? I'm makin millions, niggaz top that<br />They wanna censor me; they'd rather see me in a cell<br />livin in hell -- only a few of us'll live to tell<br />Now everybody talkin bout us I could give a fuck<br />I'd be the first one to bomb and cuss<br />Nigga tell me how you want it<br /><br /></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><i>[CHORUS]</i></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><i><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br />- K-Ci & JoJo</span> -</i></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br />How do you want it? How does it feel?</span> <span style="font-size:85%;"><br />Comin' up as a nigga in the cash game<br />Livin' in the fast lane; I'm for real<br />How do you want it? How do you feel?<br />Comin' up as a nigga in the cash game<br />Livin' in the fast lane; I'm for real</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /><br /><i>[Verse Three: 2Pac]</i></span> <span style="font-size:85%;"><br /><br />Raised as a youth, tell the truth I got the scoop</span> <span style="font-size:85%;"><br />on how to get a bulletproof, because I jumped from the roof<br />before I was a teenager, mobile phone, SkyPager<br />Game rules, I'm livin major -- my adversaries<br />is lookin worried, they paranoid of gettin buried<br />One of us gon' see the cemetary<br />My only hope to survive if I wish to stay alive<br />Gettin high, see the demons in my eyes, before I die<br />I wanna live my life and ball, make a couple million<br />And then I'm chillin fade em all, these taxes<br />got me crossed up and people tryin to sue me<br />Media is in my business and they actin like they know me<br />Hahaha, but I'ma mash out, peel out<br />I'm with it quick I'se quick to whip that fuckin steel out<br />Yeah nigga it's some new shit so better get up on it<br />When ya see me tell a nigga how ya want it<br />How do you want it?<br /><br /></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><i>[CHORUS] x2</i></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><i><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br />- K-Ci & JoJo</span> -</i></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br />How do you want it? How does it feel?</span> <span style="font-size:85%;"><br />Comin' up as a nigga in the cash game<br />Livin' in the fast lane; I'm for real<br />How do you want it? How do you feel?<br />Comin' up as a nigga in the cash game<br />Livin' in the fast lane; I'm for real</span> <span style="font-size:85%;"><br /><br /></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><i><span style="font-weight: bold;">- 2Pac</span> -</i></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br />How you want it?<br />Yeah my nigga Johnny J<br />Yeah, we out<br /><br /></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><i>[CHORUS]</i></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><i><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br />- K-Ci & JoJo</span> -</i></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><i><span style="font-weight: bold;">- 2Pac</span> -</i></span> <span style="font-size:85%;">Tell me<br /><br /></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><i>[CHORUS]</i></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><i><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br />- K-Ci & JoJo</span> -</i></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /><br /></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><i><span style="font-weight: bold;">- 2Pac</span> -</i></span> <span style="font-size:85%;">Cash game, livin' in the fast lane, I'm for real<br /><br /><br /></span></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8498313875167368962.post-58453633026693066742011-02-23T06:41:00.000-08:002011-02-24T01:29:23.535-08:00Tupac Shakur [1998] - Greatest Hits disc 1 - track 08 - So Many Tears<div style="text-align: center;font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><span class="feat"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Tupac Shakur</span></span></span></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><span class="feat"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" ><br />SO MANY TEARS</span></span></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><span class="feat"><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /></span></span></span></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><br />I shall not fear no man but God<br />though I walk through the valley of death<br />I shed so many tears (if I should die before I wake)<br />Please God walk with me (grab a nigga and take me to Heaven)<br /><br />Back in elementary, I thrived on misery</span> <span style="font-size:85%;"><br />Left me alone I grew up amongst a dyin' breed<br />Inside my mind couldn't find a place to rest<br />until I got that Thug Life tatt'ed on my chest<br />Tell me can you feel me?<br />I'm not livin' in the past, you wanna last<br />be tha first to blast, remember Kato<br />No longer with us he's deceased<br />Call on the sirens, seen him murdered in the streets<br />Now rest in peace<br />Is there heaven for a G? Remember me<br />So many homies in the cemetery, shed so many tears<br /><br />Ah, I suffered through the years, and shed so many tears</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br />Lord, I lost so many peers, and shed so many tears<br /><br />Now that I'm strugglin' in this business, by any means</span> <span style="font-size:85%;"><br />Label me greedy gettin' green, but seldom seen<br />And fuck the world 'cause I'm cursed, I'm havin' visions<br />of leavin' here in a hearse, God can you feel me?<br />Take me away from all the pressure, and all the pain<br />Show me some happiness again, I'm goin' blind<br />I spend my time in this cell, ain't livin' well<br />I know my destiny is Hell, where did I fail?<br />My life is in denial, and when I die<br />baptized in eternal fire I'll shed so many tears<br /><br />Lord, I suffered through the years, and shed so many tears</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br />Lord, I lost so many peers, and shed so many tears<br /><br />Now I'm lost and I'm weary, so many tears</span> <span style="font-size:85%;"><br />I'm suicidal, so don't stand near me<br />My every move is a calculated step, to bring me closer<br />to embrace an early death, now there's nothin' left<br />There was no mercy on the streets, I couldn't rest<br />I'm barely standin', 'bout to go to pieces, screamin' peace<br />And though my soul was deleted, I couldn't see it<br />I had my mind full of demons tryin' to break free<br />They planted seeds and they hatched, sparkin' the flame<br />inside my brain like a match, such a dirty game<br />No memories, just a misery<br />Paintin' a picture of my enemies killin' me, in my sleep<br />Will I survive til the mornin', to see the sun<br />Please Lord forgive me for my sins, 'cause here I come<br /><br />Lord, I suffered through the years (God) and shed so many tears</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br />God, I lost so many peers, and shed so many tears<br /><br />Lord knows I.. tried, been a witness to homicide</span> <span style="font-size:85%;"><br />Seen drive-bys takin lives, little kids die<br />Wonder why as I walk by<br />Broken-hearted as I glance at the chalk line, gettin' high<br />This ain't the life for me, I wanna change<br />But ain't no future right for me, I'm stuck in the game<br />I'm trapped inside a maze<br />See this Tanqueray influenced me to gettin' crazy<br />Disillusioned lately, I've been really wantin' babies<br />so I could see a part of me that wasn't always shady<br />Don't trust my lady, 'cause she's a product of this poison<br />I'm hearin' noises, think she fuckin' all my boys, can't take no more<br />I'm fallin' to the floor; beggin for the Lord to let me in<br />to Heaven's door, shed so many tears<br />(Dear God, please let me in)<br /><br />Lord, I've lost so many years, and shed so many tears</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br />I lost so many peers, and shed so many tears<br />Lord, I suffered through the years, and shed so many tears<br />God, I lost so many peers, and shed so many tears <br /><br /><br /></span></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8498313875167368962.post-35695958495879631832011-02-23T06:30:00.000-08:002011-02-24T01:29:26.533-08:00Tupac Shakur [1998] - Greatest Hits disc 1 - track 09 - Unconditional Love<div style="text-align: center;font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><span class="feat"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Tupac Shakur</span></span></span></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><span class="feat"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" ><br />UNCONDITIONAL LOVE</span></span></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /><br />(What y'all want?)<br />Unconditional Love (no doubt)<br />Talking bout the stuff that don't wear off<br />It don't fade<br />It'll last for all these crazy days<br />These crazy nights<br />Whether you wrong or you right<br />I'm a still love you<br />Still feel you<br />Still there for you<br />No matter what (hehe)<br />You will always be in my heart<br />With unconditional love<br /></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br />Come listen to my truest thoughts, my truest feelings</span> <span style="font-size:85%;"><br />All my peers doing years beyond drug dealing<br />How many caskets can we witness<br />Before we see it's hard to live<br />This life without God , so we must ask forgiveness<br />Ask Mama why I got this urge to die<br />Witness the tears falling free from my eyes<br />Before she could reply<br />Though we were born without a silver spoon<br />My broken down TV, show cartoons in my living room (hey)<br />One day I hope to make it<br />A player in this game<br />Mama don't cry, long as we try<br />maybe things change<br />Perhaps it's just a fantasy<br />a life where we don't need no welfare<br />Shit with our whole family<br />Maybe it's me that caused it<br />The fighting and the hurting<br />in my room crying 'cause I didn't want to be a burden<br />Watch Mama open up her arms to hug me<br />and I ain't worried bout a damn thing, with unconditional love<br /><br /><i>[CHORUS] x2</i></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br />In this game the lesson's in your eyes to see</span> <span style="font-size:85%;"><br />Though things change, the future's still inside of me<br />We must remember that tomorrow comes after the dark<br />So you will always be in my heart, with unconditional love<br /></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br />Just got the message you've been calling all week</span> <span style="font-size:85%;"><br />Been out here hustling on these streets<br />ain't had a chance to speak<br />But you know, with you and me it's on G<br />We could never be enemies<br />'cause you been such a good friend to me<br />Where would I be without my dogs<br />No wonder why when times get hard<br />'cause it ain't easy being who we are<br />Driven by my ambitions, desire higher positions<br />So I proceed to make Gs, eternally in my mission<br />Is to be more than just a rap musician<br />The elevation of today's generation<br />If could make 'em listen<br />Prison ain't what we need, no longer stuck in greed<br />Time to play and strategise, my family's gotta eat<br />When we make somethin' out of nothing<br />No pleasure in the suffering, neighborhood would be good<br />If they could cut out all the busting<br />The liquor and the weed, the cussing<br />Sending love out to my block<br />The struggle never stops (unconditional love)<br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><i>[CHORUS]</i></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br />In this game the lesson's in your eyes to see</span> <span style="font-size:85%;"><br />Though things change, the future's still inside of me<br />We must remember that tomorrow comes after the dark<br />So you will always be in my heart, with unconditional love</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br />I'll probably never understand ya ways</span> <span style="font-size:85%;"><br />With everyday I swear I hear ya<br />Trying to change your ways<br />while gettin' paid at the same time<br />Just had a baby with the same eyes<br />Something inside, please let me die<br />these are strange times<br />How come I never made it<br />Maybe it's the way the played it in my heart<br />I knew one day I gotta be a star<br />My hopes and all my wishes<br />So many vivid pictures, and all the currency<br />I'll never even get to see<br />This fast life soon shatters<br />'Cause after all the lights and screams<br />Nothing but my dreams matter<br />Hoping for better days<br />Maybe a peaceful night, baby don't cry<br />'Cause everything gonna be alright<br />Just lay your head on my shoulder<br />Don't worry bout a thing baby<br />Girl I'm a soldier (huh)<br />Never treated me bad, no matter who I was<br />You still came with that, unconditional love<br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><i>[CHORUS] until fade</i></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br />In this game the lesson's in your eyes to see</span> <span style="font-size:85%;"><br />Though things change, the future's still inside of me<br />We must remember that tomorrow comes after the dark<br />So you will always be in my heart, with unconditional love</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /><br /><br /></span> </div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8498313875167368962.post-81362225280740242882011-02-23T06:18:00.000-08:002011-02-24T01:29:30.269-08:00Tupac Shakur [1998] - Greatest Hits disc 1 - track 10 - Trapped<div style="text-align: center;font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><span class="feat"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Tupac Shakur</span></span></span></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><span class="feat"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" ><br />TRAPPED</span></span></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><span class="feat"><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /></span></span></span></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><br />You know they got me trapped in this prison of seclusion<br />Happiness, living on tha streets is a delusion<br />Even a smooth criminal one day must get caught<br />Shot up or shot down with the bullet that he bought<br />9mm kickin' thinking about what the streets do<br />to me<br />'Cause they never talk peace in the black community<br />All we know is violence, do the job in silence<br />Walk the city streets like a rat pack of tyrants<br />Too many brothers daily heading for the big penn<br />Niggas comin' out worse off than when they went in<br />Over the years I done a lot of growin' up<br />Gettin' drunk, thrown' up<br />Cuffed up<br />Then I said I had enough<br />There must be another route, way out<br />To money and fame, I changed my name<br />And played a different game<br />Tired of being trapped in this vicious cycle<br />If one more cop harasses me I just might go psycho<br />And when I get 'em<br />I'll hit 'em with the bum rush<br />Only a lunatic would like to see his skull crushed<br />Yo, if your smart you'll really let me go G<br />But keep me cooped up in this ghetto and catch the Uzi<br />They got me trapped<br /><br /><i>[CHORUS]</i></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br />(Uh uh, they can't keep the black man down)</span> <span style="font-size:85%;"><br />They got me trapped<br />(Naw, they can't keep the black man down)<br />Trapped<br />(Uh uh, they can't keep the black man down)<br />Trapped<br />(Naw, they can't keep the black man down)<br /><br />They got me trapped</span> <span style="font-size:85%;"><br />Can barely walk the city streets<br />Without a cop harassing me, searching me<br />Then asking my identity<br />Hands up, throw me up against the wall<br />Didn't do a thing at all<br />I'm tellin' you one day these suckers gotta fall<br />Cuffed up throw me on the concrete<br />Coppers try to kill me<br />But they didn't know this was the wrong street<br />Bang bang, down another casualty<br />But it's a cop who's shot, there's brutality<br />Who do you blame?<br />It's a shame because the man's slain<br />He got caught in the chains of his own game<br />How can I feel guilty after all the things they did to me?<br />Sweated me, hunted me<br />Trapped in my own community<br />One day I'm gonna bust<br />Blow up on this society<br />Why did ya lie to me?<br />I couldn't find a trace of equality<br />Work me like a slave while they laid back<br />Homie don't play that<br />It's time I let 'em suffer the payback<br />I'm tryin' to avoid physical contact<br />I can't hold back, it's time to attack jack<br />They got me trapped<br /><br /><i>[CHORUS]</i></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br />(Uh uh, they can't keep the black man down)</span> <span style="font-size:85%;"><br />You know they got me trapped<br />(Naw, they can't keep the black man down)<br />Trapped<br />(uh uh, they can't keep the black man down)<br />You know they got me trapped<br />(Naw, they can't keep the black man down)<br /><br />Now I'm trapped and want to find a getaway</span> <span style="font-size:85%;"><br />All I need is a G and somewhere safe to stay<br />Can't use the phone<br />Cause I'm sure someone is tappin' in<br />Did it before<br />Ain't scared to use my gat again<br />I look back at hindsight the fight was irrelevant<br />But now he's the devils friend<br />Too late to be tellin' him<br />He shot first and I'll be damned if I run away<br />Homie is done away I should of put my gun away<br />I wasn't thinkin' all I heard was the ridicule<br />Girlies was laughin', Tup sayin "Damn homies is dissin' you"<br />I fired my weapon<br />Started steppin' in the hurricane<br />I got shot so I dropped<br />Feelin' a burst of pain<br />Got to my feet<br />Couldn't see nothin' but bloody blood<br />Now I'm a fugitive to be hunted like a murderer<br />Ran through an alley<br />Still lookin' for my getaway<br />Coppers said "Freeze! or you'll be dead today!"<br />Trapped in a corner<br />Dark and I couldn't see the light<br />Thoughts in my mind was the Nine and a better life<br />What do I do?<br />Live my life in a prison cell<br />I'd rather die than be trapped in a living hell<br />They got me trapped<br /><br /><i>[CHORUS]</i></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br />(Uh uh, they can't keep the black man down)</span> <span style="font-size:85%;"><br />They got me trapped<br />(Naw, they can't keep the black man down)<br />Trapped<br />(uh uh, they can't keep the black man down)<br />You know they got me trapped<br />(Naw, they can't keep the black man down)<br />Trapped<br /><br /><br /></span></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8498313875167368962.post-72899774799779476372011-02-23T03:27:00.000-08:002011-02-24T01:29:47.373-08:00Tupac Shakur [1998] - Greatest Hits disc 1 - track 11 - Life Goes On<div style="text-align: center;font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><i><br /></i></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><span class="feat"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Tupac Shakur</span></span></span></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><span class="feat"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" ><br />LIFE GOES ON</span></span></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><span class="feat"><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /></span></span></span></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><i><br />[CHORUS] x2</i><br />How many brothers fell victim to the streets?</span> <span style="font-size:85%;"><br />Rest in peace young nigga, there's a heaven for a G<br />Be a lie, If I told ya that I never thought of death<br />my niggas, we the last ones left<br />but life goes on<br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:85%;"> As I bail through tha empty halls</span> <span style="font-size:85%;"><br />breath stinkin'<br />in my jaws<br />Ring, ring, ring<br />Quiet y'all, incoming call<br />Plus this my homie from high school<br />he's getting by<br />It's time to bury another brother, nobody cry<br />Life as a baller<br />Alchol and booty calls<br />We used to do them as adolescents<br />Do you recall?<br />Raised as Gs<br />Loc'ed out and blazed the weed<br />Get on the roof<br />Let's get smoked out<br />and blaze with me<br />2 in the morning<br />and we still high assed out<br />screamin' "Thug till I die"<br />before I passed out<br />But now that your gone<br />I'm in tha zone<br />thinkin'<br />"I don't wanna die all alone"<br />But now ya gone<br />and all I got left are stinkin' memories<br />I love them niggas to death<br />I'm drinkin' Hennessy<br />while tryin' to make it last<br />I drank a 5th for that ass<br />when you passed<br />'cause life goes on<br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><i>[CHORUS]</i><br />How many brothers fell victim to the streets?</span> <span style="font-size:85%;"><br />Rest in peace young nigga, there's a heaven for a G<br />Be a lie, If I told ya that I never thought of death<br />my niggas, we the last ones left<br />but life goes on</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br />Yeah nigga</span> <span style="font-size:85%;"><br />I got the word as hell<br />Ya blew trial and the judge gave you<br />25 with an L<br />Time to prepare to do Fed time<br />Won't see parole<br />Imagine life as a convict<br />that's gettein' old<br />Plus with tha drama<br />we're lookin' out for your babies mama<br />taken risks, while keepin' cheap tricks from gettin' on her<br />Life in the hood<br />is all good for nobody<br />Remember gamin' on dumb hoties at chill parties<br />Me and you<br />No true a two<br />while scheming on hits<br />and gettin tricks<br />that maybe we can slide into<br />but now you burried<br />rest nigga<br />'cause I ain't worried<br />Eyes bluried<br />Sayin' goodbye at the cemetery<br />though memories fade<br />I got your name tated on my arm<br />so we both ball till my dying days<br />before I say goodbye<br />Kato and Mental rest in peace<br />Thug till I die<br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><i>[CHORUS]</i><br />How many brothers fell victim to the streets?</span> <span style="font-size:85%;"><br />Rest in peace young nigga, there's a heaven for a G<br />Be a lie, If I told ya that I never thought of death<br />my niggas, we the last ones left<br />but life goes on</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br />Bury me smilin'</span> <span style="font-size:85%;"><br />with Gs in my pocket<br />Have a party at my funeral<br />let every rapper rock it<br />Let the hoes that I used to know<br />from way before<br />kiss me from my head to my toe<br />Give me a paper and a pen<br />so I can write about my life of sin<br />A couple bottles of Gin<br />in case I don't get in<br />Tell all my people I'm a Rida<br />Nobody cries when we die<br />We outlaws<br />Let me ride<br />until I get free<br />I live my life in the fast lane<br />Got police chasin' me<br />to my niggas from old blocks<br />from old crews<br />niggas that guided me through<br />back in the old school<br />Pour out some liquor<br />have a toast for the homies<br />See we both gotta die<br />but ya chose to go before me<br />And brothas miss ya while your gone<br />you left your nigga on his own<br />How long we mourn<br />life goes on<br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><i>[CHORUS] repeatedly</i><br />How many brothers fell victim to the streets?</span> <span style="font-size:85%;"><br />Rest in peace young nigga, there's a heaven for a G<br />Be a lie, If I told ya that I never thought of death<br />my niggas, we the last ones left<br />but life goes on</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><i></i><br /><br />Life goes on homie</span> <span style="font-size:85%;"><br />Gone on, 'cause they passed away<br />Niggas doin' life<br />Niggas doin' 50 and 60 years and shit<br />I feel ya nigga, trust me<br />I feel ya<br />You know what I mean<br />Last year<br />we poured out liquor for ya<br />This year nigga, life goes on<br />We're gonna clock now<br />Get money<br />Evade bitches<br />Evade tricks<br />Give players plenty space<br />And basicaly just represent for you baby<br />Next time you see your niggas<br />They're gonna be like<br />"Goddamn, them niggas came up"<br />That's right baby<br />life goes on<br />and we up out this bitch<br />hey Kato , Mental<br />Y'all niggas make sure it's poppin' when we get up there<br />don't front<br /><br /><br /> </span></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8498313875167368962.post-83087305135370216772011-02-23T03:00:00.000-08:002011-02-24T01:29:51.515-08:00Tupac Shakur [1998] - Greatest Hits disc 1 - track 12 - Hit 'Em Up [ featuring Outlawz ]<div style="text-align: center;font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><i><br /></i></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><span class="feat"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Tupac Shakur</span></span></span></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><span class="feat"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" ><br />HIT 'EM UP</span></span></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><span class="feat"><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br />[ featuring Outlawz ]</span></span></span></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><i><br /></i></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br />I ain't got no motherfucking friends<br />That's why I fucked your bitch<br />You're fat motherfucker (Take Money)<br />West Side<br />Bad Boy Killers (Take Money)<br />You know who the real-est is<br />niggas we bring it to (Take Money)<br />(haha, that's alright)<br /><br />First off, fuck your bitch</span> <span style="font-size:85%;"><br />And the click you claim<br />West side when we ride<br />Come equipped with game<br />You claim to be a player<br />But I fucked your wife<br />We bust on Bad Boys<br />niggas fuck for Life<br />Plus Puffy tryin' to see me weak<br />Hearts I rip<br />Biggie Smalls and Junior Mafia<br />Some mark ass bitches<br />We keep on coming<br />While we running for your jewels<br />Steady gunning<br />Keep on busting at them fools<br />You know the rules<br />Little Caesar go ask you homie<br />how I'll leave you<br />Cut your young ass up<br />See you in pieces<br />Now be deceased<br />Lil Kim<br />Don't fuck around with real Gs<br />Quick to snatch your ugly ass, off the streets<br />So fuck peace<br />I'll let them niggas know<br />It's on for Life<br />Don't let the west side<br />Ride the night (haha)<br />Bad Boys murdered on Wax and kill<br />fuck with me<br />And get your caps peeled<br />You know, see<br /><br /><i>[CHORUS]</i></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br />Grab your Glocks when you see 2pac<br />Call the cops when you see 2pac, uh<br />Who shot me<br />But your punks didn't finish<br />Now you 'bout to feel the wrath of a menace<br />nigga, I hit 'em up<br /><br />Check this out</span> <span style="font-size:85%;"><br />You motherfuckers know what time it is<br />I don't know why I'm even on this track<br />You all niggas ain't even on my level<br />I'm going to let my little homies<br />ride on you<br />bitch made ass Bad Boys bitches<br />(ah yo, yo, hold the fuck up)<br /><br />Get out the way yo</span> <span style="font-size:85%;"><br />Get out the way yo<br />Biggie Smalls just got dropped<br />Little move pass the mac<br />And let me hit 'em in his back<br />Frank White needs to get spanked right<br />For setting up traps<br />Little accident murderers<br />And I ain't never heard of you<br />Poise less gats attack when I'm serving you<br />Spank the shank<br />Your whole style when I gank<br />Guard your rank<br />'cause I'm a slam your ass in a pang<br />Puffy weaker than a fuckin' block<br />I'm running through nigga<br />And I'm smoking Junior Mafia<br />In front of you nigga<br />With the ready power<br />Tucked in my Guess<br />Under my Eddie Bauer<br />Your clout petty sour<br />I push packages ever hour<br />I hit 'em up<br /></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /><i>[CHORUS]</i></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br />Grab your Glocks when you see 2pac<br />Call the cops when you see 2pac, uh<br />Who shot me<br />But your punks didn't finish<br />Now you 'bout to feel the wrath of a menace<br />nigga, I hit 'em up</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /><br />Peep how we do it</span> <span style="font-size:85%;"><br />Keep it real<br />It's penitentiary steel<br />This ain't no freestyle battle<br />All you niggas getting killed<br />With your mouths open<br />Tryin' to come up off of me<br />You and the clouds hoping<br />Smoking dope<br />It's like a Sherm high<br />niggas think they learned to fly<br />But they burn motherfucker you deserve to die<br />Talking about you Getting Money<br />But it's funny to me<br />All you niggas living bummy<br />While you fucking with me?<br />I'm a self made Millionaire<br />Thug livin', out of prison<br />Pistols in the Air (Air) (Ha Ha)<br />Biggie remember when I use to let you sleep on the couch<br />And beg the bitch to let you sleep in the house<br />Now it's all about Versace<br />You copied my style<br />Five shots couldn't drop me<br />I took it and smiled<br />Now I'm back to set the record straight<br />With my AK<br />I'm still the thug that you love to hate<br />Motherfucker I'll Hit 'Em Up<br /><br />I'm from N E W Jers</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br />Where plenty of murder occurs<br />No points to come<br />We bring drama to all you herds<br />Now go check the scenario<br />Little Ceas'<br />I'll bring you fake Gs to your knees<br />Coppin' please with these scenario<br />Lil Kim is you<br />Coked up or doped up<br />Get your little Junior Whopper click smoked up<br />What the fuck?<br />Is you stupid?<br />I take money<br />crash and mash through Brooklyn<br />With my click looting, shooting, and polluting your block<br />With fifteen shot<br />Cocked Glock to your knot<br />Outlaw Mafia click moving up another notch<br />And your Pop stars popped and get dropped and mopped<br />And all your fake ass east coast props<br />Brainstormed and locked<br /><br />You're a beat biter</span> <span style="font-size:85%;"><br />Pac style taker<br />I'll tell you to face, you ain't nothing shit but a faker<br />So fill the Alize with a chaser<br />'bout to get murdered for the paper<br />E.d.i I mean post the scene of the caper<br />Like a loc , with little Ceas' in a choke (uh)<br />Toting smoke, we ain't no motherfuckin' joke<br />Thug Life, niggas better be known<br />Be approaching<br />In the wide open, gun smoking<br />No need for hoping<br />It's a battle lost<br />I got 'em crossed as soon as the funk is bopping off<br />nigga, I hit 'em up<br /><br />Now you tell me who won</span> <span style="font-size:85%;"><br />I see them, they run (haha)<br />They don't wanna see us<br />Whole Junior Mafia click<br />Dressing up trying to be us<br />How the fuck they gonna be the mob?<br />When we always on out job<br />We millionaires<br />Killing ain't fair<br />But somebody got to do it<br /><br />Oh yah Mobb Deep (uh)</span> <span style="font-size:85%;"><br />You wanna fuck with us<br />You little young ass motherfuckers<br />Don't one of you niggas got sickle-cell or something?<br />You're fucking with me, nigga?<br />You fuck around and catch a seizure or a heart-attack<br />You better back the fuck up<br />Before you get smacked the fuck up<br />This is how we do it on our side<br />Any of you niggas from New York that want to bring it<br />Bring it<br />But we ain't singing<br />We bringing drama<br />fuck you and your motherfucking mama<br />We're gonna kill all you mother fuckers<br />Now when I came out, I told you it was just about Biggie<br />Then everybody had to open their mouth with a mother fucking opinion<br />Well this is how we gonna do this<br />fuck Mobb Deep<br />fuck Biggie<br />fuck Bad Boy as a staff, record label, and as a mother fucking crew<br />And if you want to be down with Bad Boy<br />then fuck you too<br />Chino XL , fuck you too<br />All you mother fuckers<br />fuck you too<br />( take money , take money )<br />All of y'all motherfuckers<br />fuck you, die slow motherfucker<br />My .44 make sure all your kids don't grow<br />You motherfuckers can't be us or see us<br />We mother fuckin' Thug Life riders<br />West Side till' we die<br />Out here in California, nigga<br />We warned ya<br />We'll bomb on you mother fuckers<br />We do our job<br />You think you the mob, nigga, we the motherfuckin' mob<br />Ain't nothing but killers<br />And the real niggas, all you motherfuckers feel us<br />Our shit goes triple and four quadruple<br />You niggas laugh<br />'cause our staff got guns under they motherfuckin' belts<br />You know how it is and we drop records they felt<br />You niggas can't feel it<br />We the real-est<br />fuck 'em<br />We Bad Boy killers<br /><br /><br /></span></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8498313875167368962.post-78606124681033512382011-02-22T02:33:00.000-08:002011-02-24T01:29:57.169-08:00Tupac Shakur [1998] - Greatest Hits disc 2 - track 01 - Troublesome '96<div style="text-align: center;font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><span class="feat"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Tupac Shakur</span></span></span></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><span class="feat"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" ><br />TROUBLESOME '96</span></span></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><i>[CHORUS]</i></span> <span style="font-size:85%;"><br />Tra la la la la la, all ya niggas die <i>[repeatedly]</i><br />Troublesome niggas, outlaw, put it down to the fullest<br />spittin' rhymes and bullets, haha<br />We troublesome, y'all know what time it is<br />call the punk police, they can't stop us<br />niggas run the streets</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><br />Troublesome nigga<br /><i>[while CHORUS plays]</i><br />Troublesome 19-mothafuckin-96 (westside)<br />Let it be known nigga<br />Boss of all bosses, Makaveli<br /><br />Menacin' methods label me a lethal weapon</span> <span style="font-size:85%;"><br />Making niggas die witnessin' breathless imperfections<br />Can you picture my specific plan?<br />To be the man in this wicked land<br />underhanded hits are planned<br />Scams are plotted over grams and rocks<br /><i>[version 1]</i> Undercover agents die by the random shots<br /><i>[version 2]</i> Outlaws motherfuckers die by the random shots<br />We all die in the end, so revenge we swore<br />I was all about my ends, fuck friends and foes<br />Me, a born leader, never leave the block without my heater<br />Got me a dog and named her my bitch nigga eater<br />What could they do to me that little brat<br />Shit them niggas shot me and still terrified, I'll get their ass<br />How can I show you how I feel inside<br />We outlawz motherfuckas can't kill my pride<br />Niggas talk a lot of shit but that's after I'm gone<br />'Cause they fear me in physical form let it be known<br />I'm troublesome<br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><i>[CHORUS]</i></span> <span style="font-size:85%;"><br />Tra la la la la la, all ya niggas die <i>[repeatedly]</i><br />Troublesome niggas, outlaw, put it down to the fullest<br />spittin' rhymes and bullets, haha<br />We troublesome, y'all know what time it is<br />call the punk police, they can't stop us<br />niggas run the streets</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /><br />Trouble shit</span> <span style="font-size:85%;"><br />Gutter ways my mentality is ghetto<br />We're guerrillas in this criminal war, we all rebels<br />Death before dishonor bet on bomb on them first niggas do<br />We came for murder, pullin' up in a herse<br />Westside was the war cry bustin' all freely screaming fuck<br />All y'all niggas in Swahili<br />Pistol packin' fresh out of jail, I ain't goin' back<br />Release me to care of my heartless strap<br />Say my name three times like Candyman<br />Bet I roll on your ass like an avalanche<br />A sole survivor, learned to get high and pull drive bys<br />Murder my foes, can't control my nine<br />Hearin' thoughts of my enemies pleadin' please<br />Busta ass motherfuckas tried to flee<br />Picture me letting this chump survive<br />Redin' up on his ass when I'm doped and died<br />Cause I'm troublesome<br /><br /><i>[CHORUS]</i></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br />Young, strapped, and I dont give a fuck, I'm hopeless<br />I live a thug life, losing my focus, baby<br />I'm troublesome, haha Bad boy killer, there is no one real-er<br />What you saw was the rough, rugged, and raw<br />Outlaw.. outlaw..<br /><br />Murder, murder my mind states<br />shit ain't change since my last rhyme</span> <span style="font-size:85%;"><br />The crime rate ain't decline<br />Niggas bustin' shots like they lost their mind<br />Like 25 to life never crossed their mind<br />Tell me young nigga never learned a thang<br />Dead at 13 'cause he yearned to bang<br />Sent a lot of flowers, but how can I cry?<br />Try to warn a little nigga either stop or die<br />Mercy is for the weak when I speak I scream<br />Afraid to sleep in havin' of crazy dreams<br />Vivid pictures of my enemies and family times<br />God to forgive me cause it's wrong but I plan to die<br />Either take me in heaven and understand I was a G<br />Did the best I could, raised in insanity<br />Or send me to hell cause I ain't beggin' for my life<br />Ain't nothing worse than this cursed ass hopeless life<br />I'm troublesome<br /><br /><i>[CHORUS]</i></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br />In your wildest dreams you couldn't picture a nigga like me<br />Haha I'm troublesome and I don't give a fuck<br />I'm troublesome<br />Like my nigga Napoleon said, nigga<br />somebody gotta explain why I ain't got shit<br />Haha I'm troublesome<br />You know what time it is, the Outlaw click<br />Young, rugged, and sick<br />Makaveli the Don, the boss of all bosses<br />Mussolini , E.D.I. Mean , Hussein Fatal<br />Gadhafi , Castro , Napoleon<br />We ain't fuckin' around<br />We troublesome<br />Hey yo, we troublesome.<br />I aint going back.<br />Haha, Young Castro , the first to blast last one to dash<br />going for the hoes and the cash<br />Fuck you niggas<br />Outlawz<br />Gadhafi , trump tight never sloppy<br />them mothafuckas try to copy<br />but they cant mock you nigga, you too strong<br />Outlawz keep it going on, you know what's up<br />Outlawz<br />Outlawz<br />Outlawz<br />Outlawz<br />This is dedicated to the real niggas<br />all the real troublesome souljas on the streets<br /><br /><br /></span></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8498313875167368962.post-38896761174026206972011-02-22T02:09:00.000-08:002011-02-24T01:30:13.208-08:00Tupac Shakur [1998] - Greatest Hits disc 2 - track 02 - Brenda's Got a Baby<div style="text-align: center;font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><span class="feat"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Tupac Shakur</span></span></span></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><span class="feat"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" ><br />BRENDA'S GOT A BABY</span></span></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><span class="feat"><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /></span></span></span></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><br />Brenda's got a baby<br />Brenda's got a baby<br /><br />I hear Brenda's got a baby</span> <span style="font-size:85%;"><br />But, Brenda's barely got a brain<br />A damn shame<br />The girl can hardly spell her name<br />(That's not our problem, that's up to Brenda's family)<br />Well let me show ya<br />how it affects the whole community<br />Now Brenda really never knew<br />her moms and her dad was a<br />junkie<br />Went in death to his arms, it's sad<br />'Cause I bet Brenda doesn't even know<br />Just 'cause you're in the ghetto<br />doesn't mean ya can't grow<br />But oh, that's a thought, my own revelation<br />Do whatever it takes to resist the temptation<br />Brenda got herself a boyfriend<br />Her boyfriend was her cousin<br />now let's watch the joy end<br />She tried to hide her pregnancy.. from her family<br />Who didn't really care to see.. or give a damn if she<br />Went out and had a church of kids<br />As long as when the check came, they got first dibs<br />Now Brenda's belly is gettin' bigger<br />But no one seems to notice any change in her figure<br />She's 12 years old and she's having a baby<br />In love with the molester, who's sexing her crazy<br />And yet she thinks that he'll be with her forever<br />And dreams of a world with the two of them are together,<br />whatever<br />He left her and she had the baby solo, she had it on the<br />bathroom floor<br />And didn't know so<br />she didn't know what to throw away and<br />what to keep<br />She wrapped the baby up and threw him in the trash heep<br />I guess she thought she'd get away<br />Wouldn't hear the cries<br />She didn't realize<br />How much the the little baby had her eyes<br />Now the baby's in the trash heep balling<br />Momma can't help her, but it hurts to hear her calling<br />Brenda wants to run away<br />Momma say,<br />"You makin' me lose pay, the social worker's here<br />everyday"<br />Now Brenda's gotta make her own way<br />Can't go to her family, they won't let her stay<br />No money no babysitter, she couldn't keep a job<br />She tried to sell crack, but end up getting robbed<br />So now what's next, there ain't nothing left to sell<br />So she sees sex as a way of leaving hell<br />It's paying the rent, so she really can't complain<br />Prostitute, found slain, and Brenda's her name<br />She's got a baby<br /><br />Baby</span> <span style="font-size:85%;"><br /><br />Don't you know she's got a baby?</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style="font-size:85%;">Don't you know she's got a baby?</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style="font-size:85%;">Don't you know she's got a baby?</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style="font-size:85%;">Don't you know she's got a baby?</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style="font-size:85%;">Don't you know she's got a baby?</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style="font-size:85%;">Don't you know she's got a baby?</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><br /><br /></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8498313875167368962.post-1584995184183571612011-02-22T01:53:00.000-08:002011-02-24T01:30:17.247-08:00Tupac Shakur [1998] - Greatest Hits disc 2 - track 03 - I Ain't Mad at Cha [ featuring Danny Boy ]<div style="text-align: center;font-family:verdana;"><span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;" ><i><br /></i></span><div style="text-align: center;font-family:verdana;"><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><span class="feat"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Tupac Shakur</span></span></span></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><span class="feat"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" ><br />I AIN'T MAD AT CHA</span></span></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><span class="feat"><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br />[ featuring Danny Boy ]</span></span></span></span></div><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /><br />Change, shit<br />I guess change is good for any of us<br />Whatever it take for any of y'all niggaz<br />to get up out the hood<br />Shit, I'm with cha, I ain't mad at cha<br />Got nothin' but love for ya, do your thing boy<br /><br />Yeah, all the homies that I ain't talk to in a while</span> <span style="font-size:85%;"><br />I'mma send this one out for y'all, knahmean?<br />'Cause I ain't mad at cha<br />Heard y'all tearin up shit out there, kickin' up dust<br /></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><i><span style="font-weight: bold;">- Danny Boy</span> -</i></span><span style="font-size:85%;"> I ain't..<br />Givin' a motherfucker, heheheheheh<br />Yeah, niggaz<br /></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><i><span style="font-weight: bold;">- Danny Boy</span> -</i></span><span style="font-size:85%;"> </span><span style="font-size:85%;">..mad at cha<br />'Cause I ain't mad at cha<br /><br /></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><i><span style="font-weight: bold;">- 2Pac</span> -</i></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br />Now we was once two niggas of the same kind</span> <span style="font-size:85%;"><br />Quick to holla at a hoochie with the same line<br />You was just a little smaller but you still roller<br />Got stretched to Y.A. and hit the hood swoll<br />Member when you had a jheri curl didn't quite learn<br />On the block, witcha glock, trippin' off sherm<br />Collect calls to the till, sayin' how ya changed<br />Oh you a Muslim now, no more dope game<br />Heard you might be comin' home, just got bail<br />Wanna go to the Mosque, don't wanna chase tail<br />I seems I lost my little homie he's a changed man<br />Hit the pen and now no sinnin' is the game plan<br />When I talk about money all you see is the struggle<br />When I tell you I'm livin' large you tell me it's trouble<br />Congratulation on the weddin', I hope your wife know<br />She got a playa for life, and that's no bullshittin'<br />I know we grew apart, you probably don't remember<br />I used to fiend for your sister, but never went up in her<br />And I can see us after school, we'd BOMB<br />on the first motherfucker with the wrong shit on<br />Now the whole shit's changed, and we don't even kick it<br />Got a big money scheme, and you ain't even with it<br />Hmm, knew in my heart you was the same motherfucker bad<br />Go toe to toe when it's time for roll you got a brother's back<br />And I can't even trip, 'cause I'm just laughin' at cha<br />You tryin' hard to maintain, then go head<br />'cause I ain't mad at cha<br />(Hmm, I ain't mad at cha)<br /><br /><i>[CHORUS]</i></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><i><span style="font-weight: bold;">- Danny Boy</span> -</i></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><i><span style="font-weight: bold;"> 2Pac</span> -</i></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"> I ain't.. mad.. at cha<br /></span><span style="font-size:85%;">(I ain't mad at cha)<br />I ain't.. mad.. at cha<br /><br /></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><i><span style="font-weight: bold;">- 2Pac</span> -</i></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br />We used to be like distant cousins, fightin', playin' dozens</span> <span style="font-size:85%;"><br />Whole neighborhood buzzin', knowin'.. that we wasn't<br />Used to catch us on the roof or behind the stairs<br />I'm gettin blitz-ed and I reminisce on all the times we shared<br />Besides bumpin' 'n' grindin' wasn't nothin' on our mind<br />In time we learned to live a life of crime<br />Rewind us back, to a time was much too young to know<br />I caught a felony lovin' the way the guns blow<br />And even though we separated, you said that you'd wait<br />Don't give nobody no coochie while I be locked up state<br />I kiss my Mama goodbye<br />and wipe the tears from her lonely eyes<br />Said I'll return but I gotta fight the fate's arrived<br />Don't shed a tear, 'cause Mama I ain't happy here<br />I'm through trial, no more smiles, for a couple years<br />They got me goin' mad, I'm knockin' busters on they backs<br />in my cell, thinkin', "Hell, I know one day I'll be back"<br />As soon as I touch down<br />I told my girl I'll be there, so prepare, to get fucked down<br />The homies wanna kick it, but I'm just laughin' at cha<br />'Cause you's a down ass bitch, and I ain't mad at cha<br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><i>[CHORUS]</i></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><i><span style="font-weight: bold;">- Danny Boy</span> -</i></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><i><span style="font-weight: bold;"> 2Pac</span> -</i></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style="font-size:85%;">I ain't.. mad.. at cha<br /></span><span style="font-size:85%;">(I ain't mad at cha)<br />I ain't.. mad.. at cha<br /></span><span style="font-size:85%;">(A true down ass bitch, and I ain't mad at cha)<br /><br /></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><i>-</i></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><i><span style="font-weight: bold;"> 2Pac</span> -</i></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br />Well guess who's movin' up? this nigga's ballin' now</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br />Bitches be callin' to get it, hookers keep fallin' down<br />He went from nothin' to lots, ten carrots to rock<br />Went from a nobody nigga to the big, man on the block<br />He's Mister Local Celebrity, addicted to move a key<br />Most hated by enemy, escape in the luxury<br />See, first you was our nigga but you made it<br />so the choice is made<br />Now we gotta slay you why you faded<br />in the younger days<br />So full of pain while the weapons blaze<br />Gettin' so high off that bomb hopin' we make it<br />to the better days<br />'Cause crime pays, and in time<br />you'll find a rhyme 'll blaze<br />You'll feel the fire from the niggas in my younger days<br />So many changed on me, so many tried to plot<br />That I keep a Glock beside my head, when will it stop?<br />Till God return me to my essence<br />'Cause even as a adolescents<br />I refuse to be a convalescent<br />So many questions, and they ask me if I'm still down<br />I moved up out of the ghetto, so I ain't real now?<br />They got so much to say, but I'm just laughin at cha<br />You niggas just don't know, but I ain't mad at cha<br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><i>[CHORUS]</i></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><i><span style="font-weight: bold;">- Danny Boy</span> -</i></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><i><span style="font-weight: bold;"> 2Pac</span> -</i></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br />I ain't.. mad at cha </span> <span style="font-size:85%;">(and I ain't mad at cha)<br />I.. ain't mad (hell nah, I ain't mad at cha) at cha<br />I ain't.. mad at cha (and I ain't mad at cha)<br />I ain't.. mad at cha (I ain't mad at cha)<br />I ain't.. mad at cha.. no..<br />I ain't mad at cha..<br /><br /><br /></span></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8498313875167368962.post-76642298476017551372011-02-22T01:38:00.000-08:002011-02-24T01:30:23.891-08:00Tupac Shakur [1998] - Greatest Hits disc 2 - track 04 - I Get Around [ featuring Digital Underground ]<div style="text-align: center;font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><span class="feat"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Tupac Shakur</span></span></span></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><span class="feat"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" ><br />I GET AROUND</span></span></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><span class="feat"><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br />[ featuring Digital Underground ]</span></span></span></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><i><br /></i></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><br />Aw yeah, I get around<br />Still clown with the Underground , when we come around<br />Stronger than ever<br /><br /></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><i><span style="font-weight: bold;">- 2Pac</span> -</i></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br />Back to get wreck<br />All respect to those who break their neck<br />to keep their hoes in check<br />'Cause oh they sweat a brother majorly<br />And I don't know why, your girl keeps paging me<br />She tell me that she needs me, cries when she leaves me<br />And every time she sees me, she squeeze me<br />Lady take it easy!<br />Hate to sound sleazy, but tease me<br />I don't want it if it's that easy<br />Ay yo bust it, baby got a problem saying bye bye<br />Just another hazard of a fly guy<br />You ask why, don't matter, my pockets got fatter<br />Now everybody's looking for the latter<br />And ain't no need in being greedy<br />If you wanna see me<br />dial the beeper number baby when you need me<br />And I'll be there in a jiffy<br />Don't be picky, just be happy with this quickie<br />But when you learn, you can't tie me down<br />Baby doll, check it out, I get around<br /><br />What you mean you don't know? I get around</span> <span style="font-size:85%;"><br />The Underground just don't stop for hoes, I get around<br />Still down with the Underground, I get around<br />Yeah, ay yo Shock, let them hoes know<br /><br /></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><i><span style="font-weight: bold;">- Shock G</span> -</i></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br />Now you can tell from my everyday fits, I ain't rich<br />So cease and desist with them tricks (tricks)<br />I'm just another black man caught up in the mix (mix)<br />Trying to make a dollar out of 15 cents (A dime and a nickel)<br />Just 'cause I'm a freak don't mean that we could hit the sheets<br />Baby I can see, that you don't recognize me<br />I'm Shock G , the one who put the satin on your panties<br />Never knew a hooker that could share me, I get around<br /><br /></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><i><span style="font-weight: bold;">- Money-B</span> -</i></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br />What's up love, how you doing? (All right)<br />Well I've been hanging sanging, trying to do my thang<br />Oh, you heard that I was banging<br />Your home girl you went to school with, that's cool<br />But did she tell you about her sister and your cousin?<br />Thought I wasn't<br />See, weekends were made for Michelob<br />But it's a Monday, my day, so just let me hit it, yo<br />And don't mistake my statement for a clown<br />We can keep in the down low long as you know<br />that I get around<br /><br /></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><i><span style="font-weight: bold;">- 2Pac</span> -</i></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br />2Pacalypse Now don't stop for hoes, I get around<br />Why I ain't call you? Ha ha, please<br /><br />Finger tips on the hips as I dip<br />gotta get a tight grip, don't slip</span> <span style="font-size:85%;"><br />Loose lips sink ships, it's a trip<br />I love the way she licks her lips, see me jocking<br />Put a little twist in her hips cause I'm watching<br />Conversations on the phone til the break of dawn<br />Now we all alone, why the lights on?<br />Turn 'em off, time to set it off, get you wet and soft<br />Something's on your mind, let it off<br />You don't know me, you just met me, you won't let me<br />Well if I couldn't have it (silly rabbit) why you sweating me?<br />It's a lot of real G's doing time<br />'Cause a groupy bit the truth and told a lie<br />You picked the wrong guy baby if you're too fly<br />You need to hit the door, search for a new guy<br />'Cause I only got one night in town<br />Break out or be clown, baby doll are you down?<br />I get around<br /><br /></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><i><span style="font-weight: bold;">- Shock G</span> -</i></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">[8x]</span><br />'Round and 'round, 'round we go<i><br /><br /><br /></i></span> </div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8498313875167368962.post-65726907438103459452011-02-22T01:19:00.000-08:002011-02-24T01:30:37.518-08:00Tupac Shakur [1998] - Greatest Hits disc 2 - track 05 - Changes [ featuring Talent ]<div style="text-align: center;font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><span class="feat"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Tupac Shakur</span></span></span></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><span class="feat"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" ><br />CHANGES</span></span></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><span class="feat"><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br />[ featuring Talent ]</span></span></span></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><i><br /></i></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /><br />Come on, come on<br />I see no changes, wake up in the morning and I ask myself<br />Is life worth living? Should I blast myself?<br />I'm tired of bein' poor and even worse I'm black<br />My stomach hurts so I'm lookin' for a purse to snatch<br />Cops give a damn about a negro<br />Pull the trigger, kill a nigga, he's a hero<br />Give the crack to the kids, who the hell cares?<br />One less hungry mouth on the welfare<br />First ship 'em dope and let 'em deal the brothers<br />Give 'em guns, step back, watch 'em kill each other<br />"It's time to fight back" that's what Huey said<br />Two shots in the dark now Huey 's dead<br />I got love for my brother but we can never go nowhere<br />unless we share with each other<br />We gotta start makin' changes<br />learn to see me as a brother instead of two distant strangers<br />and that's how it's supposed to be<br />How can the devil take a brother if he's close to me?<br />I'd love to go back to when we played as kids<br />but things changed, and that's the way it is<br /><br /><i>[BRIDGE w/ changing ad libs] x2</i></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br />Come on, come on<br />That's just the way it is<br />Things 'll never be the same<br />That's just the way it is<br />aw yeah<br /></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br />I see no changes, all I see is racist faces<br />Misplaced hate makes disgrace to races<br />We under, I wonder what it takes to make this<br />One better place, let's erase the wasted<br />Take the evil out the people, they'll be acting right<br />'cause both black and white is smokin' crack tonight<br />and only time we chill is when we kill each other<br />It takes skill to be real, time to heal each other<br />And although it seems heaven-sent<br />We ain't ready to see a black President, uh<br />It ain't a secret, don't conceal the fact<br />the penitentiary's packed, and it's filled with blacks<br />But some things will never change<br />try to show another way but you stayin' in the dope game<br />Now tell me what's a mother to do?<br />Bein' real don't appeal to the brother in you<br />You gotta operate the easy way<br />"I made a G today" But you made it in a sleazy way<br />sellin' crack to the kid, " I gotta get paid"<br />Well hey, well that's the way it is<br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><i>[BRIDGE]</i></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br />Come on, come on<br />That's just the way it is<br />Things 'll never be the same<br />That's just the way it is<br />aw yeah</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br />We gotta make a change<br />It's time for us as a people to start makin' some changes<br />Let's change the way we eat, let's change the way we live<br />and let's change the way we treat each other<br />You see the old way wasn't working so it's on us to do<br />what we gotta do, to survive<br /></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /><br />And still I see no changes, can't a brother get a little peace?<br />It's war on the streets and the war in the Middle East<br />Instead of war on poverty they got a war on drugs<br />So the police can bother me<br />And I ain't never did a crime I ain't have to do<br />But now I'm back with the facts, givin' it back to you<br />Don't let 'em jack you up, back you up<br />crack you up and pimp-smack you up<br />You gotta learn to hold ya own<br />They get jealous when they see ya with ya mobile phone<br />But tell the cops they can't touch this<br />I don't trust this when they try to rush, I bust this<br />That's the sound of my tool, you say it ain't cool<br />My mama didn't raise no fool<br />And as long as I stay black I gotta stay strapped<br />and I never get to lay back<br />'Cause I always got to worry 'bout the pay backs<br />Some punk that I roughed up way back<br />comin' back after all these years<br />rat-tat-tat-tat-tat that's the way it is uh<br /><br /><i>[BRIDGE till fade]</i></span> <span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style="font-size:85%;">Come on, come on<br />That's just the way it is<br />Things 'll never be the same<br />That's just the way it is<br />aw yeah</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"> Some things will never change <br /><br /><br /></span></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8498313875167368962.post-58902278926541741402011-02-22T00:24:00.000-08:002011-02-24T01:30:39.584-08:00Tupac Shakur [1998] - Greatest Hits disc 2 - track 06 - California Love [ Original Version featuring Dr. Dre & Roger Troutman ]<div style="text-align: center;font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><span class="feat"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Tupac Shakur</span></span></span></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><span class="feat"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" ><br />CALIFORNIA LOVE</span></span></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><span class="feat"><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br />[ Original Version featuring Dr. Dre & Roger Troutman ]</span></span></span></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><i><br /></i></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /><br />California love!<br /><br /></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><i><span style="font-weight: bold;">- Roger Troutman</span> -</i></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">California.. knows how to party<br />California.. knows how to party<br />In the city of LA<br />In the city of good ol' Watts<br />In the city, the city of Compton<br />We keep it rockin'! We keep it rockin'!<br /><br /></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><i><span style="font-weight: bold;">- Dr. Dre</span> -</i></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br />Now let me welcome everybody to the wild, wild west</span> <span style="font-size:85%;"><br />A state that's untouchable like Elliot Ness<br />The track hits ya eardrum like a slug to ya chest<br />Pack a vest for your Jimmy in the city of sex<br />We in that sunshine state with a bomb ass hemp beat<br />the state where ya never find a dance floor empty<br />And pimps be on a mission for them greens<br />lean mean money-makin'-machines servin' fiends<br />I been in the game for ten years makin' rap tunes<br />ever since honeys was wearin' sassoon<br />Now it's '95 and they clock me and watch me<br />Diamonds shinin' lookin' like I robbed Liberace<br />It's all good, from Diego to the Bay<br />Your city is the bomb if your city makin' pay<br />Throw up a finger if ya feel the same way<br />Dre puttin' it down for<br />California<br /></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><i><span style="font-weight: bold;">- Roger Troutman</span> -</i></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">California.. knows how to party<br />California.. knows how to party<br />In the city of LA<br />In the city of good ol' Watts<br />In the city, the city of Compton<br />We keep it rockin'! We keep it rockin'!</span><br /><br /><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><i><span style="font-weight: bold;">- Dr. Dre</span> -</i></span> <span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" >Yeah, now make it shake! come on!</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><i><span style="font-weight: bold;">- Roger Troutman</span> -</i></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">Shake it, shake it baby<br />Shake it, shake it baby<br />Shake it, shake it mama<br />Shake it Cali<br />Shake it, shake it baby<br />Shake it, shake it, shake it, shake it<br /><br /></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><i><span style="font-weight: bold;">- 2Pac</span> -</i></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br />Out on bail fresh outta jail, California dreamin</span><span style="font-size:85%;">'<br />Soon as I stepped on the scene<br />I'm hearin hoochies screamin'<br />Fiendin' for money and alcohol<br />The life of a west side playa where cowards die<br />and it's all ball<br />Only in Cali where we riot not rally to live and die<br />In LA we wearin' Chucks not Ballies (that's right)<br />Dressed in Locs and khaki suits and ride is what we do<br />Flossin' but have caution we collide with other crews<br />Famous 'cause we program worldwide<br />Let 'em recognize from Long Beach to Rosecrans<br />Bumpin' and grindin' like a slow jam, it's west side<br />So you know the row won't bow down to no man<br />Say what you say<br />But give me that bomb beat from Dre<br />Let me serenade the streets of LA<br />From Oakland to Sacktown<br />The Bay Area and back down<br />Cali is where they put they mack down<br />Give me love!<br /></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><i><span style="font-weight: bold;">- Roger Troutman</span> -</i></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">California.. knows how to party<br />California.. knows how to party<br />In the city of LA<br />In the city of good ol' Watts<br />In the city, the city of Compton<br />We keep it rockin'! We keep it rockin'!</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /><br /></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><i><span style="font-weight: bold;">- Dr. Dre</span> -</i></span><span style="font-size:85%;"> <span style="font-family:verdana;">Yeah, yeah, now make it shake, uh</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">[2x]</span><br /></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><i><span style="font-weight: bold;">- Roger Troutman</span> -</i></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-style: italic;"></span><br />Shake, shake it baby<br />Shake, shake it<br />Shake, shake it mama, shake it Cali<br />(Shake it Cali)<br />Shake, shake it baby<br />(Shake it Cali)<br />Shake, shake it<br />Shake, shake it mama<br />(West Coast)<br />Shake it Cali</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /><br /></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><i><span style="font-weight: bold;">- Dr. Dre</span> -</i></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><i><span style="font-weight: bold;"> 2Pac</span> -</i></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"> Uh, yeah, uh, Long Beach in the house, uh yeah</span> <span style="font-size:85%;"><br />Oaktown, Oakland definitely in the house hahaha<br />Frisko , Frisko<br /></span><span style="font-size:85%;">Hey, you know LA is up in this<br />Pasadena, where you at?<br />Yeah, Inglewood , Inglewood always up to no good<br />Even Hollywood tryin' to get a piece baby<br />Sacramento , Sacramento where ya at? yeah<br /><br /></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><i>-</i></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><i><span style="font-weight: bold;"> 2Pac</span> -</i></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"> Throw it up y'all, throw it up, throw it up</span> <span style="font-size:85%;"><br />Let's show these fools how we do this on that west side<br />'Cause you and I know it's the best side<br /><br /></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><i><span style="font-weight: bold;">- Dr. Dre</span> -</i></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"> Yeah, that's right</span> <span style="font-size:85%;"><br />West Coast , West Coast<br />Uh, California Love<br />California Love<br /><br /><br /></span></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8498313875167368962.post-3865430689365249112011-02-21T03:20:00.000-08:002011-02-24T01:30:43.294-08:00Tupac Shakur [1998] - Greatest Hits disc 2 - track 07 - Picture Me Rollin [ featuring Danny Boy - CPO - Big Syke ]<div style="text-align: center;font-family:verdana;"><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><i><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /></span></i></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><span class="feat"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Tupac Shakur</span></span></span></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><span class="feat"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" ><br />PICTURE ME ROLLIN</span></span></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><span class="feat"><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br />[ featuring Danny Boy - CPO - Big Syke ]</span></span></span></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><i><br /></i></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><i><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /><br />- 2Pac</span> -</i></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br />Yeah, clear enough for ya? (Is that right?)<br />(Hahahahaha) Yeah<br />(Hehehehe) Why niggaslook mad? (Is that right?)<br />Y'all supposed to be happy I'm free!<br />Y'all niggas look like y'all wanted me to stay in jail, hahah!<br />H</span><span style="font-size:85%;">oe bustas<br /><br />Picture me rollin in my 500 Benz</span> <span style="font-size:85%;"><br />I got no love for these niggas, there's no need to be friends<br />They got me under surveillance, that's what somebody be tellin'<br />Know there's dope bein sold, but I ain't the one sellin'!<br />Don't want to be another number<br />I got a fuckin gang of weed to keep from goin under<br />The federales wanna see me dead<br />niggas put prices on my head<br />Now I got two Rottweilers by me bed, I feed 'em lead<br />Now I'm released, how will I live? Will God forgive me<br />for all the dirt a nigga did, to feed kids?<br />One life to live, it's so hard to be positive<br />when niggas shootin' at your crib<br />Mama, I'm still thuggin', the world is a war zone<br />My homies is inmates, and most of them dead wrong<br />Full grown, finally a man, just schemin' on ways<br />to put some green inside the palms of my empty hands<br />Just picture me rollin'<br />Flossin' a Benz on rims that isn't stolen<br />My dreams is censored, my hopes are gone<br />I'm like a fiend that finally sees when all the dope is gone<br />My nerves is wrecked, heart beatin' and my hands is swollen<br />thinkin' of the G's I'll be holdin', picture me rollin'<br /><br />Can you see me now? Heheheh</span> <span style="font-size:85%;"><br />Move to the side a little bit so you can get a CLEAR picture<br />Can you see it? Hahah<br />Picture me rollin'<br />Yeah nigga!<br />Ay but peep how my nigga Syke do it to you<br />Guess who's back?<br /><br /></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><i><span style="font-weight: bold;">- Big Syke</span> -</i></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br />I got kis, comin from overseas<br />Cost a nigga two hundred Gs<br />I'm a street commando, Nino for example<br />This lavish lifestyle is hard to handle<br />So I got to floss 'cause I'm more like a boss playa<br />Thug, branded to be a women layer<br />So may playa haters, imitaters steady swangin'<br />Make me wanna start back bangin'<br />So I'm caught up in the game, dress code changed<br />Packin forty glocks , contain 'em or rearrange<br />All that jealousy and envy comin' from my enemies<br />While I'm sippin' on Remy<br />in front of black Lexus , Chevy 's on the roam<br />Ninety-six big body, sittin' on chrome<br />As we head up out the zone, stone-facin' is on<br />You can admire, but don't look too long<br />I'm livin a dream with triple beams and my pocket's bulgin'<br />It's hard to imagine,vpicture me rollin!<br /><br /></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><i><span style="font-weight: bold;">- Danny Boy</span> -</i></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br />Picture, picture me, picture me rollin'<br />Rollin', picture me rollin'<br />Wheelin', picture me rollin' in<br />Picture me yea yeah<br /><br /></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><i><span style="font-weight: bold;">- CPO</span> -</i></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br />Mmm, I gots to get the fuck up in it, formulate a caper<br />'Cause a nigga straight sufferin' from lack of havin' paper<br />My bitch fin' to have a bastard, see?<br />So I needs to hit a lick, drastically<br />I see some baldin'-ass niggas and they slippin' in my spot<br />And, uh, diggin' the plots (so what?)<br />Checkin' in the park, Pac<br /><br /></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><i><span style="font-weight: bold;">- 2Pac</span> -</i></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br />We caught 'em sleepin', he didn't peep you niggas creepin'?<br />This how we do it every weekend<br />I dump for madness, it's time to count the profit<br />CPO, we got the bomb spot, nigga time to clock it<br />I get the liquor, and you could get the females<br />This crooked shit that we inflictin' gettin' street sales<br /><br /></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><i><span style="font-weight: bold;">- CPO</span> -</i></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br />Move smooth as a motherfucker, me and my Nine<br />I'm as cool as a motherfucker, I'ma get mine<br />Now we satisfied, got the pockets on swollen<br />Boss Hog and this Pac nigga, picture us rollin'<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">[Repeatedly]</span><br /></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><i><span style="font-weight: bold;">- Danny Boy</span> -</i></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br />Rollin'<br />Picture me rol-hoe-lin'<br />Picture me, picture me rollin'<br /></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><i><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br />- 2Pac</span> -</i></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br />Heheheheheheh<br />Is y'all ready for me?<br />Picture me rollin' roll call<br />You know there's some mo'fuckers out there<br />I just could not forget about<br />I wanna make sure they can see me<br />Number one on my list: Clinton Correctional Facilities<br />All you bitch ass C.O.'s<br />Can you niggas see me from there?<br />Ballin' on y'all punk ass, ahahahah!<br />Picture me rollin', baby<br />Yeah, all them niggas up in them cell blocks<br />I told y'all niggas when I come home it's on<br />Hmm, that's right nigga, picture me rollin'<br />Oh, I forgot! The D.A.<br />Yeah, that bitch had a lot to talk about in court<br />Can the hoe see me from here?<br />Can you see me, hoe?<br />Picture me rollin'<br />And all you punk police, can you see me?<br />Am I clear to you?<br />Picture me rollin' nigga, legit<br />Free like O.J. all day<br />You can't stop me<br />You know I got my niggaz up in this motherfucker<br />Manute , Pain , Syke , ... , Mopreme , ...<br />Can you picture us rollin'?<br />Can you see me hoe? Hehehe<br />Is y'all ready for me? .. We up out this bitch<br />Any time y'all wanna see me again<br />Rewind this track right here, close your eyes<br />and picture me rollin'<br /><br /></span></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8498313875167368962.post-82908695735826277972011-02-21T01:55:00.000-08:002011-02-24T01:31:01.672-08:00Tupac Shakur [1998] - Greatest Hits disc 2 - track 08 - How Long Will They Mourn Me [ with Thug Life featuring Nate Dogg ]<div style="text-align: center;font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><span class="feat"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Tupac Shakur</span></span></span></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><span class="feat"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" ><br />HOW LONG WILL THEY MOURN ME</span></span></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><span class="feat"><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br />[ with Thug Life featuring Nate Dogg ]</span></span></span></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><i><br /></i></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /><br />How long will they mourn me<br />Yeah! This for my nigga Kato<br />It's still on nigga<br />Thug Life , Thugs for life<br />Haha yeah, how long will they mourn me<br />Yeah nigga<br />2Pac in this muthafucka<br /><br /></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><i><span style="font-weight: bold;">- 2Pac</span> -</i></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br />All my homies drinking liquor</span> <span style="font-size:85%;"><br />Tears in everybody's eyes<br />Niggas cried to mourn a homie's homicide<br />But I can't cry<br />instead I'm just a shoulder<br />Damn, why they take another soldier<br />I load my clip before my eyes blurry, don't worry<br />I'll get them suckas back before your buried (shit)<br />Retaliate and pull a 187<br />do real niggas get to go to heaven ?<br />How long will they mourn me, bury me a mothafuckin G<br />Bitch don't wanna die<br />then don't fuck with me<br />It's kinda hard to be optimistic<br />When your homie's lying dead on the pavement twisted<br />Y'all don't hear me doe, I'm trying hard to make amends<br />But I'm losing all my mothafuckin friends (damn)<br />They should've shot me when I was born<br />Now I'm trapped in the mothafuckin' storm<br />How long will they mourn me ?<br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><i>[CHORUS]</i></span> <span style="font-size:85%;"><br />I wish it would have been another</span> <span style="font-size:85%;"><br />How long will they mourn me<br />How long will they mourn my brother<br />(Got them niggas all dead and shit)<br />How long will they mourn me<br />I wish it would have been another<br />( Nate Dogg )<br />How long will they mourn me<br />How long will they mourn my brother<br />(Gotta keep this shit goin' on, Yo Syke )<br /><br /></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><i><span style="font-weight: bold;">- Big Syke</span> -</i></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br />How long will they mourn me</span> <span style="font-size:85%;"><br />Every mothafuckin' day homie<br />You stayed down when tha other niggas didn't know me<br />From my heart to the trigga you my fuckin' nigga<br />And things won't be the same without ya nigga<br />I remember kickin' back, you wanted to lack<br />And goin' half on a mothafuckin' hundred sack<br />Smokin' blunt after blunt and steady drinkin'<br />Hung around so much, you knew what I was thinkin'<br />Tell me Lord, why you take big Kato ?<br />So confused not knowing which way to go<br />I'm goin crazy and runnin' out of fuckin' time<br />I can't take it, I'm losin' my fuckin' mind<br />So day after day<br />ride after ride<br />We'll hook up on the other side<br />Watch over your family and your newborn<br />Till we meet again homie<br />How long will they mourn me ?<br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><i>[CHORUS]</i></span> <span style="font-size:85%;"><br />I wish it would have been another</span> <span style="font-size:85%;"><br />(Yo Kato )<br />How long will they mourn me<br />(It's still on nigga)<br />How long will they mourn my brother<br />How long will they mourn me<br />I wish it would have been another<br />(Yeah)<br />How long will they mourn me<br />How long will they mourn my brother<br />( Rated R , Double Jeopardy , Mack 10 )<br /><br /></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><i><span style="font-weight: bold;">- Rated R</span> -</i></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br />Damn a nigga tired of feeling sad</span> <span style="font-size:85%;"><br />I'm tired of putting in work<br />I'm tired of cryin while watching my homies leave the earth<br />I know soon one day I'll be in the dirt<br />And my peoples 'll be mournin'<br />When they get a call from the coroner<br />All niggas can say is that's fucked up<br />And get tossed up<br />Reminiscing how we grew up (my nigga)<br />Rest and love to my nigga Kato<br />See you in the crossroads real soon<br />For now let me pour out some brew<br />I'll be always thinkin' of ya homie<br />Rest in peace<br />How long will they mourn me ?<br /><br />Ya know life's a fuckin' trip</span> <span style="font-size:85%;"><br />And everybody gotta go<br />But why the fuck it have to be my nigga Kato<br />Another nigga fell victim to the chrome<br />It's enough to make you crazy<br />It's fuckin' with my dome<br />Ya only live once on this earth<br />A nigga had it bad, since the day of my mothafuckin' birth<br />But niggas say they down and they always be my homie<br />But when a nigga gone<br />How long will ya mourn me ?<br /><br /><i>[CHORUS]</i></span> <span style="font-size:85%;"><br />Yeah!</span> <span style="font-size:85%;"><br />I wish it would have been another<br />(Mack 10 in this muthafucka)<br />Yeah, how long will ya mourn me<br />How long will ya mourn my bother<br />(Thug Life boy, Nate blowin' that shit,<br />Nate Dogg do that shit nigga)<br />I wish it would have been another<br />Yeah! How long will ya mourn me<br />How long will ya mourn my brother<br />(This for my nigga Kato and all his kids)<br />How long will ya mourn me<br />I wish it would have been another<br />How long will ya mourn my brother?<br /><br /><br /></span></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8498313875167368962.post-38146198873752771102011-02-17T04:37:00.000-08:002011-02-24T01:31:04.554-08:00Tupac Shakur [1998] - Greatest Hits disc 2 - track 09 - Toss It Up [ featuring K-Ci & JoJo - Danny Boy - Aaron Hall ]<div style="text-align: center;font-family:verdana;"><span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;" ><i><br /></i></span><div style="text-align: center;font-family:verdana;"><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><span class="feat"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Tupac Shakur</span></span></span></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><span class="feat"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" ><br />TOSS IT UP</span></span></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><span class="feat"><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br />[ featuring K-Ci & JoJo - Danny Boy - Aaron Hall ]</span></span></span></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><i><br /></i></span></div><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /><br />The money behind the dreams<br />My right hand<br />My other capo in this big motherfucking war we got<br />That other capo in this big conglomerate called Death Row<br />Snoop motherfucking Dogg , the Doggfather<br />And who we hear coming through right now<br />Makaveli the Don<br />Feel this, Killuminati<br />(toss it up)</span> <span style="font-size:85%;"><br /><br /></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><i><span style="font-weight: bold;">- 2Pac</span> -</i></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br />Lord have mercy, Father help us all</span> <span style="font-size:85%;"><br />Since you supplied your phone number<br />I can't help but call<br />Time for action, conversatin', we relaxin', kickin' back<br />Got ya curious for thug passion, now picture that<br />Tongue kissin', hand full of hair, look in my eyes<br />Time to make the bed rock, baby look how it rise<br />Me and you.. movin' in the nude, do it in the living room<br />Sweating up the sheets, it's the thug in me<br />I mean no disrespectin' when I tongue kiss your neck<br />I go a long way to get you wet, what you expect<br />Late night, hit the highway, drop the top<br />I pull over, gettin' busy in the parking lot<br />And don't you love it how I lick your hips and glide<br />Kiss you soft on your stomach, push my love inside<br />Got ya lost in the love song, stuck in the lust<br />I got the bedroom shaking<br />Back breakin'.. when we tossin' it up<br /><br /></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><i><span style="font-weight: bold;">- Danny Boy</span> -</i></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br />Goodness baby, I like the way it's going down</span> <span style="font-size:85%;"><br />When nobodies around, slip slide ride<br />Giving me that nice smile<br />Female I like, what I wanna get all night<br />You and me alone...everybody's gone<br />Toss it up, baby let's get it ah-ah-on<br /><br /></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><i><span style="font-weight: bold;">- JoJo</span> -</i></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br />I like the way you please me, baby</span> <span style="font-size:85%;"><br />The sexy way you tease me, sugar<br />The way you move your body<br />Really drives me crazy<br />Your body's hypnotizing<br />Your smile is so exciting<br />So baby come on home with me<br />I like the way you give it to me<br /><br /></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><i>[CHORUS]</i></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><i><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br />- K-Ci</span> </i></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><i><span style="font-weight: bold;">- JoJo</span> -</i></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br />I like the way you give it to me</span> <span style="font-size:85%;"><br />Let me see you toss it uh-uh-up<br />Said I like the way you give it to me<br />Let me see you toss it uh-uh-up<br />I like the way you give it to me<br />Let me see you toss it uh-uh-up<br />Said I like the way you give it to me<br />Let me see you toss it uh-uh-up<br /><br />Play on, playa, playa, play on</span> <span style="font-size:85%;"><br />Play on, playa, playa, play on<br />Play on, playa, playa, play on<br />Play on, playa, playa, play on<br /><br /></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><i><span style="font-weight: bold;">- K-Ci</span> </i></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><i><span style="font-weight: bold;">-</span></i></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br />Oh, it's KCi baby</span> <span style="font-size:85%;"><br />Mm, that wantcha lady<br />Oh don't act so shady<br />Baby your taste is fine as gravy<br />The way you move that thang<br />You make me wanna sang<br />Girl you make my bells ring<br />Make them go jing-a-ling<br /><br /></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><i><span style="font-weight: bold;">- Aaron Hall</span> </i></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><i><span style="font-weight: bold;">-</span></i></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br />Pass it here and hit it again</span> <span style="font-size:85%;"><br />Don't want it to ever end<br />It's feelin' too good<br />Give me some more<br />Lady Lady<br /><br />Your body's the kind i like-a</span> <span style="font-size:85%;"><br />Big booty to the lung delight-a<br />Back it up girl, let me in-uh<br />Toss it up on in-n-n-n<br /><br /></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><i>[CHORUS]</i></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><i><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /></span></i></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><i><span style="font-weight: bold;">- Aaron Hall</span> </i></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><i><span style="font-weight: bold;">-</span></i></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><i><span style="font-weight: bold;"> K-Ci</span> </i></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><i><span style="font-weight: bold;">- JoJo</span> -</i></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br />I like the way you give it to me</span> <span style="font-size:85%;"><br />Let me see you toss it uh-uh-up<br />I like the way you give it to me<br />Let me see you toss it uh-uh-up<br />I like the way you give it to me<br />Let me see you toss it uh-uh-up<br />Like the way you give it to me<br />So won't you play on<br /><br /></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><i><span style="font-weight: bold;">- 2Pac</span> -</i></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br />Do you want me?</span> <span style="font-size:85%;"><br />What's your phone number, I get around<br />Cali love to my true thugs, picture me now<br />Still down for that Death Row sound<br />Searchin' for pay days<br />No longer Dre day , Arrivederci<br />Blown and forgotten, rotten' for plottin' child's play<br />Check your sexuality , it's fruity as this alize<br />Quick to jump ship, punk trick, what a dumb move<br />Cross Death Row , now who you gonna run to?<br />Like those other suckers 'cause you similar<br />Pretending to be hard, oh my god, check your temperature<br />Screamin' Compton but you can't return<br />You ain't heard?<br />Brothas pissed cause you switched and escaped to the burbs<br />Mob on to this new era, cause we untouchable<br />Still can't believe that you got Pac rushin' you, uppin' you<br />Bless the real, all the rest get killed<br />Who can you trust? Only time reveals<br />Toss it up<br /><br />Toss it up (yeah no doubt)</span> <span style="font-size:85%;"><br /><br />Play on player, play on</span> <span style="font-size:85%;"><br /><br />How can some non-players do a song about tossing it up?</span> <span style="font-size:85%;"><br />Do a player song?<br />How can non-players do that?<br />(You better check the weight scale..<br />you are not Lil' Kim , you fat little trick)<br /><span style="font-style: italic;">[dissing Queen Pen - label mates with Blackstreet/Teddy Riley]</span><br /><br />Teddy Riley</span> <span style="font-size:85%;"><br />Who?<br />Puffy<br />I read your little interview boy<br />You still ain't touching us<br />With all that peace talk<br />I don't care if you kiss me ass from here to across the street boy<br />It's on, it's on<br /><br />Yeah we took your beat</span> <span style="font-size:85%;"><br />Y'all know who's beat we took<br />Yeah we took your beat<br />'Cause you wasn't rocking it right<br />I'm tired of suckers rocking beats that don't belong..<br />It's ours right now<br />This' our beat<br />Tossing it up<br /><br /><br /></span></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8498313875167368962.post-42446009455288960202011-02-15T05:59:00.000-08:002011-02-24T01:31:07.920-08:00Tupac Shakur [1998] - Greatest Hits disc 2 - track 10 - Dear Mama<div style="text-align: center;font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><span class="feat"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Tupac Shakur</span></span></span></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><span class="feat"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" ><br />DEAR MAMA</span></span></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /><br />You are appreciated<br /></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br />When I was young me and my mama had beef</span> <span style="font-size:85%;"><br />Seventeen years-old, kicked out on the streets<br />Though back at the time<br />I never thought I'd see her face<br />Ain't a woman alive that could take my mama's place<br />Suspended from school and scared to go home<br />I was a fool<br />With the big boys, breakin' all the rules<br />I shed tears with my baby sister<br />Over the years we was poorer than the other little kids<br />And even though we had different daddies, the same drama<br />When things went wrong, we'd blame mama<br />I reminisce on the stress I caused, it was hell<br />Huggin' on my mama from a jail cell<br />And who'd think in elementary<br />(Hey!) I see the penitentiary one day<br />And runnin' from the police, that's right<br />Mama catch me, put a whoopin' to my backside<br />And even as a crack fiend, mama<br />You always was a black queen, mama<br />I finally understand<br />for a woman it ain't easy tryin' to raise a man<br />You always was committed<br />A poor single mother on welfare, tell me how ya did it<br />There's no way I can pay you back<br />But the plan is to show you that I understand<br />You are appreciated<br /><br /></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><i>[CHORUS]</i></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br />Lady..</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br />Don't cha know we love ya? Sweet lady<br />Dear mama<br />Place no one above ya, sweet lady<br />You are appreciated<br />Don't cha know we love ya?</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /><br />Now ain't nobody tell us it was fair</span> <span style="font-size:85%;"><br />No love from my daddy<br />'cause the coward wasn't there<br />He passed away and I didn't cry, 'cause my anger<br />wouldn't let me feel for a stranger<br />They say I'm wrong and I'm heartless, but all along<br />I was lookin' for a father, he was gone<br />I hung around with the thugs<br />and even though they sold drugs<br />they showed a young brother love<br />I moved out and started really hangin'<br />I needed money of my own so I started slangin'<br />I ain't guilty 'cause even though I sell rocks<br />It feels good puttin' money in your mailbox<br />I love payin' rent when the rent's due<br />I hope ya got the diamond necklace that I sent to you<br />'Cause when I was low you was there for me<br />And never left me alone because you cared for me<br />And I could see you comin' home after work late<br />You're in the kitchen tryin' to fix us a hot plate<br />Ya just workin' with the scraps you was given<br />And mama made miracles every Thanksgiving<br />But now the road got rough, you're alone<br />You're tryin' to raise two bad kids on your own<br />And there's no way I can pay you back<br />But my plan is to show you that I understand<br />You are appreciated<br /><br /></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><i>[CHORUS]</i></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br />Lady..</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br />Don't cha know we love ya? Sweet lady<br />and dear mama<br />Place no one above ya, sweet lady<br />You are appreciated<br />Don't cha know we love ya?</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /><br />Pour out some liquor and I reminisce<br />'cause through the drama</span> <span style="font-size:85%;"><br />I can always depend on my mama<br />And when it seems that I'm hopeless<br />You say the words that can get me back in focus<br />When I was sick as a little kid<br />To keep me happy there's no limit to the things you did<br />And all my childhood memories<br />Are full of all the sweet things you did for me<br />And even though I act crazy<br />I gotta thank the Lord that you made me<br />There are no words that can express how I feel<br />You never kept a secret, always stayed real<br />And I appreciate, how you raised me<br />And all the extra love that you gave me<br />I wish I could take the pain away<br />If you can make it through the night<br />there's a brighter day<br />Everything will be alright if ya hold on<br />It's a struggle everyday, gotta roll on<br />And there's no way I can pay you back<br />But my plan is to show you that I understand<br />You are appreciated<br /></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><i>[CHORUS]</i></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br />Lady</span><span style="font-size:85%;">..<br />Don't cha know we love ya? Sweet lady<br />and dear mama<br />Place no one above ya, sweet lady<br />You are appreciated<br />Don't cha know we love ya?</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br />Sweet lady</span> <span style="font-size:85%;"><br />and dear mama<br /><br />Dear mama</span> <span style="font-size:85%;"><br />Lady<br /><br /><br /></span> </div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8498313875167368962.post-1435790471269147942011-02-15T05:43:00.000-08:002011-02-24T01:31:25.975-08:00Tupac Shakur [1998] - Greatest Hits disc 2 - track 11 - All About U [ featuring Nate Dogg - Top Dogg - Outlawz ]<div style="text-align: center;font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><span class="feat"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Tupac Shakur</span></span></span></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><span class="feat"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" ><br />ALL ABOUT U</span></span></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><span class="feat"><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br />[ featuring Nate Dogg - Top Dogg - Outlawz ]</span></span></span></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><i><br /></i></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><i><br /></i></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><i><span style="font-weight: bold;">- 2Pac</span> - </i></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;"> </span><span style="font-family:verdana;">Ah yeah</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"> </span></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><i><span style="font-weight: bold;">- Dru Down</span> - </i></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;"> </span><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span><span style="font-family:verdana;">Yeuh!</span><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"> </span></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><i><span style="font-weight: bold;">- 2Pac</span> - </i></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;"> </span><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;">It's all about you, one time!</span><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"> </span></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><i><span style="font-weight: bold;">- Dru Down</span> - </i></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;"> </span><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;">I'mma say it's all about you baby, yeah</span><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"> </span></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><i><span style="font-weight: bold;">- 2Pac</span> - </i></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;"> </span><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;">Haha, for the bitches that think it's all about you</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"> It's all about you</span><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"> </span></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><i><span style="font-weight: bold;">- Dru Down</span> - </i></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;"> </span><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;">This Dru Down in the house, with my boy 'Pizznac</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"> You know what I'm sayin'?</span><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"> </span></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><i><span style="font-weight: bold;">- 2Pac</span> - </i></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;"> </span><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;">It's all about you</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"> </span></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><i><span style="font-weight: bold;">- Dru Down</span> - </i></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;"> </span><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span><span style="font-family:verdana;">Yeah I'm gonna say it's all about you</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"> but you know I'm lyin' though, hah! Yeuh</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"> </span></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><i><span style="font-weight: bold;">- 2Pac</span> -</i></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"> You probably crooked as the last trick; want it light</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"> but how I got my ass caught up with this bad bitch</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"> Thinkin' I had her but she had me in the long run</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"> It's just my luck I'm stuck with fuckin' with the wrong one, uh!</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"> Wise decisions, based on lies we livin'</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"> Scandalous times, this game's like my religion</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"> You could be rollin' with a thug</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"> Instead you with this weak scrub, lookin' for some love</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"> In every club, I see you starin' like you want it</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"> Well baby if you got it better flaunt it</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"> Let the liquor help you get up on it</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"> I'm still tipsy from last night</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"> Bumpin' these walls as I pause, addicted to the fast life</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"> I try to holla but you tell me you taken</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"> Sayin' you ain't impressed, with the money I'm makin'</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"> Guess it's true what they tellin' me</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"> Fresh out of jail, life's Hell for a black, celebrity</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"> So that's the reason why I call, and maybe you wit it</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"> Fantasies of us sweatin', can I hit it? (Hahaha)</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"> Addicted to the things you do, but still true</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"> What I'm sayin' Boo, is this is all about you<br /><br /></span></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><i><span style="font-weight: bold;">- Nate Dogg</span> -</i></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"> Every other city we go, every other vi-de-o</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"> (It's all about you)</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"> No matter where I go, I see the same hoe</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"> (Yeah nigga, ha ha ha ha!)</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"> Every other city we go, every other vi-de-o</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"> (It's all about you)</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"> No matter where I go, I see the same hoe</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"> </span></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><i><span style="font-weight: bold;">- 2Pac</span> -</i></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"> I make a promise if you go with me, just let me know</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"> I'll have you hollerin' my name out before I leave</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"> Nobody loves me I'm a thug nigga; I only hung out </span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"> with the criminals and the drug dealers, I love niggas</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"> cause we comin' from the same place</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"> Witness me holla at a hoochie, see how quick, the game takes</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"> How can I tell her I'm a playa, and I don't even care</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"> Creep though, weed smoke's into the air</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"> Everywhere I go, it's all about the groupie hoes</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"> waitin' for niggas at the end, of every show</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"> I just seen you in my friend's video</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"> Could never put a bitch before my friends, so here we go</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"> Follow the leader and peep the drama that I'm goin through..</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"> It's all about you.. hahaha, yeah nigga!</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"> It's all about you!</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"> </span></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><i><span style="font-weight: bold;">- Nate Dogg</span> -</i></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"> Every other city we go, every other vi-de-o</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"> (It's all about you)</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"> No matter where I go, I see the same hoe</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"> Every other city we go, every other vi-de-o</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"> (It's all about you)</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"> No matter where I go, I see the same hoe</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"> </span></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><i><span style="font-weight: bold;">- Outlawz</span> -</i></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"> Is you sick from the dick, or is it the flu?</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"> It ain't about you or your bitch ass crew</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"> Every other city we go and every video</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"> Explain to a nigga why I see the same shitty hoe</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"> You think it's all about you? Well Boo</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"> I gets Down like Dru and my nasty new niggas, too</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"> You couldn't hold me back, it'd take a fatter track</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"> A lyrical attack, perhaps, it was a visual bluff</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"> When I started to snaps all your rode 'em swoll</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"> Straight in control, flows 'll fold, while hoes cold stroll</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"> Hold the set, I told Dramacy go in next</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"> Gold diggin', cold diggin' a gold Rolex</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"> I slide in easily, try a grizzly</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"> Sluts know the cuts, I came to fuck, try skeezin' me</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"> Runnin up in ya just like Bruce Jenner when I bend ya</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"> At the most, I fucked a bitch from the West Coast to West Virginia</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"> </span></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><i><span style="font-weight: bold;">- Nate Dogg</span> -</i></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"> Every other city we go, every other vi-de-o</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"> (It's all about you)</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"> No matter where I go, I see the same hoe</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"> Every other city we go, every other vi-de-o</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"> (It's all about you)</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"> No matter where I go, I see the same hoe</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"> Every other city we go, every other vi-de-o</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"> (It's all about you)</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"> No matter where I go, I see the same hoe</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"> Every other city we go, every other vi-de-o</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"> No matter where I go, I see the same hoe<br /><br /></span></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><i><span style="font-weight: bold;">- Snoop Dogg</span> -</i></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"> I'm tellin ya, it's the same ol' shit</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"> I mean.. god damn, you know what I'm sayin'?</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"> I'm sittin back, watchin' Montell Jordan video</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"> I see the same bitch, who was in, my homeboy Nate Dogg video</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"> Then I flip the channel</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"> I'm checkin' out my homeboy Tupac video</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"> I see the same bitch that was in my video, yaknahmsayin?</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"> And then yaknahmsayin what make that even mo' fucked up</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"> I'm watchin' a Million Man March</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"> And I see the same bitch, on the Million Man March</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"> that was in, the homeboy Warren G video!</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"> I mean, damn, everywhere I look, everywhere I go </span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"> I see the same hoe</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"> Don't get mad, I'm only bein' real</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"> Yeah</span><br /><br /></span> <br /></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8498313875167368962.post-52995553974368361022011-02-15T05:16:00.000-08:002011-02-24T01:31:31.622-08:00Tupac Shakur [1998] - Greatest Hits disc 2 - track 12 - To Live & Die in L.A. [ featuring Val Young ]<div style="text-align: center;font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><i><br /></i></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><span class="feat"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Tupac Shakur</span></span></span></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><span class="feat"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" ><br />TO LIVE & DIE IN LA</span></span></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><span class="feat"><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br />[ featuring Val Young ]</span></span></span></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><i><br /></i></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><i><br /><br />- Dominique - </i> Street Science, you're on the air<i></i><br />What do you feel when you hear a record like Tupac's new one?<i></i><br /><i>- Man - </i> I love Tupac's new record<i></i><br /></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><i>- Dominique - </i> </span><span style="font-size:85%;">Right, but don't you feel like that creates<i></i><br />a tension between East and West ?<i></i><br />He's talking about killing people<i></i><br />I had sex with your wife and not in those words<i></i><br />but he's talking about I wanna see you deceased<i></i><br /><br /></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><i><span style="font-weight: bold;">- 2Pac</span> -</i></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br />No doubt... to live and die in LA<br />California -- what you say about Los Angeles<br />Still the only place for me that never rains in the sun<br />and everybody got love<br /></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><i><span style="font-weight: bold;">- 2Pac</span> -</i></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"> To live and die in LA, where everyday we try to fatten our pockets<br />Us niggas hustle for the cash so it's hard to knock it<br />Everybody got they own thang, currency chasing<br />Worldwide through the hard times, worrying faces<br />Shed tears as we bury niggas close to heart<br />What was a friend now a ghost in the dark, cold hearted about it<br />Nigga got smoked by a fiend, trying to floss on him<br />Blind to a broken man's dream, a hard lesson<br />Court cases keep me guessing, plea bargain ain't an option now,<br />So I'm stressing, cost me more to be free than a life in the pen<br />Making money off of cuss words, writing again<br />Learn how to think ahead, so I fight with my pen<br />Late night down Sunset liking the scene<br />What's the worst they could do to a nigga got me lost in hell<br />To live and die in LA on bail, my angel sing<br /><br /></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><i>[CHORUS] x2</i></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><i><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br />- Val Young</span> -</i></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br />To live and die in LA, it's the place to be<br />You've got to be there to know it, what everybody wanna see<br /><br /></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><i><span style="font-weight: bold;">- 2Pac</span> -</i></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br />It's the City of Angels and constant danger<br />South Central LA, can't get no stranger<br />Full of drama like a soap opera, on the curb<br />Watching the ghetto bird helicopters, I observe<br />So many niggas getting three strikes, tossed in jail<br />I swear the pen the right across from hell, I can't cry<br />'cause it's on now, I'm just a nigga on his own now<br />Living life Thug style, so I can't smile<br />Writing to my peoples when they ask for pictures<br />Thinking Cali just fun and bitches, ha ha ha<br />Better learn about the dress code, B's and C's<br />All them other niggas copycats, these is G's<br />I love Cali like I love woman<br />'cause every nigga in LA got a little bit of Thug in him<br />We might fight amongst each other, but I promise you this<br />We'll burn this bitch down, get us pissed<br />To live and die in LA<br />(Let my angel sing)<br /><br /></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><i>[CHORUS] x2</i></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><i><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br />- Val Young</span> -</i></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br />To live and die in LA, it's the place to be<br />You've got to be there to know it, what everybody wanna see</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><i><span style="font-weight: bold;">- 2Pac</span> -</i></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br />'cause would it be LA without Mexicans?<br />Black love, brown pride, and the sets again<br />Pete Wilson trying to see us all broke, I'm on some bullshit<br />Out for everything they owe, remember K-DAY<br />Weekends, Crenshaw -- MLK<br />Automatics rang free, niggas lost they way<br />Gang signs being showed, nigga love your hood<br />But recognize and it's all good, where the weed at?<br />Niggas getting shermed out<br />Snoop Dogg in this motherfucker perved out, M.O.B.<br />Big Suge in the Low-Low, bounce and turn<br />Dogg Pound in the Lex, with a ounce to burn<br />Got them Watts niggas with me, OFTB<br />They got some hash took the stash left the rest for me<br />Neckbone, Tre, Head Ron, Punchy too<br />Big Rock got knocked, but this one's for you<br />I hit the studio and drop a jewel, hoping it pay<br />Getting high watching time fly, to live and die in LA<br />(Let my angel sing)<br /><br /></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><i>[CHORUS] x2</i></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><i><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br />- Val Young</span> -</i></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br />To live and die in LA, it's the place to be<br />You've got to be there to know it, what everybody wanna see</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /><br /></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><i><span style="font-weight: bold;">- 2Pac</span> -</i></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br />This go out for 92.3, and 106<br />All the radio stations that be bumping my shit<br />Making my shit sells katruple quitraple platinum, he he<br />This go out to all the magazines that supported me<br />All the real motherfuckers<br />All the stores, the mom and pop spots<br />A&R people, all you all motherfuckers<br />LA , California Love part motherfucking Two<br />Without gay ass Dre<br /><br /><br /></span></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com