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жанры: rap, hip-hop
альбомы: Until The End Of Time
U Don't Have 2 Worry
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2Pac
жанры: rap, hip-hop
альбомы: Until The End Of Time
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Heh, say, you, you scared to ride in my car 'Cause you, you think niggaz gon' be blastin' at it It ain't even that deep, babyYou don't have to worry, you can ride with me now Niggaz are quick to scream how they die for me now Only got one click, they Outlawz on the Row Fair exchange when we fuck them hoesRepetitive blows are thrown, to my foes No love shown, get disposed of blasted full blown My unknown tendencies to mash my car Getting' wicked with my ski mask, find the stash an' dumpWhy niggaz run? I'm the last one standin', the rest die Victims of my lethal chrome cannon, West Side Though it's worldwide no one can deny my views Tracked it to my very fabric once the plastic blewFive shots changed my whole life, throats were slit Niggaz die by my orders when I wrote this shit Though we go back like wild knights at Latin Quarters Niggaz tried to kill me an' I fed they wife an' they daughtersBlazed the weed, draped they seeds, gave 'em cash Pass the fame an' let the game go rollin' past Why you change? It's a cold world taught me life Retaliation proves niggaz never caught me rightSay they shot me in my nuts, out of luck quick Bullshit nigga 'cause I'm still fuckin' yo' bitch Niggaz got me twisted in a bad way, why you change? Fuck with me, all this shit pay, nigga, fuck the fameDon't remember 'Hit 'Em Up', don't make us do it once more Yo' niggaz know you ain't fuckin' with them Outlawz We keep souljas, souljas from Compton to Brooklyn Your the type to get sniped when the cops is lookin'Don't nobody give a fuck 'cause you done, crossed the game Lost in fame an' you should take all the blame You made yo' bed nigga lay in it Scared to come up out that cell, nigga, stay in itIt's not a game only got one click, we Outlawz from the do' Dirt stains when I buck on the fo', you kissin' the flo' We dirty as the motherfuckin' streetz of Jerz We sweep niggaz with the words though the heat's preferred, hollaYou don't have to worry, you can ride with me now Niggaz are quick to scream how they die for me now Only got one click, we Outlawz on the Row Fair exchange when we fuck these hoes, let the punks know'Pac, I wish I was in the motherfuckin' car wit'cha I'd have took every bullet that they threw, Hand of God, nigga I only got one click, Outlawz 'til I'm gone Heavy in the game an' we comin' for they fuckin' throneThe love is gone well, it is what it is An' plottin' on us, they best be prayin' for they kids, mayne You don't have to worry 'cause I ride for ya Like K said, over loyal, even tell 'bout a lie for yaYou put me in the game an' dog, I owe it all to ya An' when it get to poppin', I'ma fuckin' ball for ya An' everythin' I do, gon' have your names on it I'll never let them forget, I put my seeds on itYou gon' die before yo' time, come face the truth In the middle of the desert, nigga, lace your boots As a youth, hundred proof, tap my chest is a dead rest You studio niggaz still remind your vestWhy the fuck you ain't done yet? Swallow yo' teeth In the field you woulda been, need a straw when you eat Fuck a glock nine, that shit is weak on the streets An' if you can't strategize then you just can't eatIf your life in another nigga hand, you deaded An' if it's beef an' your man disappear, then don't sweat it Another fake nigga usin' my strengths to get credit I mean, to my face sound scared but your heartbeat said itYou don't have to worry, you can ride with me now Niggaz are quick to scream how they die for me now Only got one click, they Outlawz on the Row Fair exchange when we fuck these hoes, let the punks knowI was born ugly, unlucky an' dusty But now I'm a rider, connivin', gutsy An' I don't trust nobody, so don't nobody trust me An' that's how I'ma go about it 'til somebody bust meI play for keeps like the OGs raised me If I sleep, I won't eat, who gonna feed my baby? An' I think I'm goin' crazy 'cause my hair is gettin' thiner I've been drinkin' on the daily, I can hardly rememberI got bad nerves, paranoia destroyed me I love the Lord but the church can't cure me I sleep light, I wake peekin' out my window With guns under my mats an' guns under the pillowAn' that's the way it's gonna be 'til they bury me But don't twist it 'cause none of y'all niggaz worry me What the fuck, you didn't know? Kizza-Kastro, Young Noble with the criminal flowYou nervous, nelly ass niggas belly up in the river, no dizoubt Y'all niggaz can't fade me with the clippers We put it down, look around, 'til we find you, we hound Penitentiary bound, to remind youKadafi, I bring the lingo to the click Tasty like a Pringle, sneakin' through your chimney like Kris Kringle On some shit, get me free to let my ice click Ka pling, ka plow, I been a thug shootin' slugs since a childYou don't have to worry, you can ride with me now Niggaz are quick to scream how they die for me now Only got one click, they Outlawz on the Row Fair exchange when we fuck these hoes, let the punks knowLet the punks know Let the punks know Let the punks know
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