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  • Текст песни 2Pac feat. and E.D.I. Mean - 2пак

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    [2Pac]
    In this motherfuckin life I lead, sheeit
    Hella motherfuckin roadblocks and crooked cops
    We still ride though, what side? WESTside

    [Verse One: 2Pac]
    I want money in large amounts, my garage full of cars that bounce
    Movin my tapes in major weight cause every dollar counts
    Bustas is jealous and half these niggaz is punks
    They runnin off at the mouth 'til I fill it up with my pump
    They jump, my automatic keep 'em wary
    Why you frontin like you really bad-ass, nigga you scary
    I been knowin you for years, we was high school peers, in junior high
    I was itchin to kill, and you was, ready to die
    Why you bullshittin, niggaz was dyin and catchin cases
    Bustin my automatics at motherfuckers in foreign places
    Leavin no trace, they see my face and they buried
    Them bitches die in a hurry, still I ride, I'm never worried
    Mr. Makaveli tell me to ride, and I'ma ride
    Pick my enemies out the crowd, and motherfuckers die
    It's not the way I wanna live, my nigga it's how it is
    Homey got into a fight last night, that killed his kids

    [Chorus: 2Pac]
    In this life I lead, fiend for currency, get high off weed
    Collect G's make my enemies bleed
    When you see me nigga holla my set, and watch 'em ride
    Outlaw motherfuckers 'til we die, in this life I lead
    Fiend for currency, get high off weed
    Collect G's make my enemies bleed...
    When you see me nigga holla my set, and watch 'em ride
    Outlaw motherfuckers 'til we die, in this life I lead

    [Verse Two: Young Noble] + (2Pac)
    I ain't a killer but don't push me dawg
    For the family I'll send that ass straight to God (whatchu doin nigga?)
    In this life I lead, I seen the most of my twenty-three years
    My vision is blurry, the money is clear (hahaha)
    Some of my peers eternally will sleep in a coffin (yeah nigga)
    And when Nob' on the road, I'm extremely cautious
    (Westside nigga, you know how we do it!)
    It happen that fast, split second you gone
    At the top of my tombstone put Nob' was raw
    Outlaw 'til I'm under the floor
    For Kadafi the Prince I stack dough like I clocked all the bricks
    With a watch on my wrist dawg, I know the time these days
    We Outlawz, we gon' die this way (NIGGA)
    We already in the history books, 'Pac made sure of that
    Whatever you took, we takin it back
    You know it's all for the foundation
    Outlawz we still buildin the Thug Nation, holla at ya homey

    [Chorus]

    [Verse Three: Napoleon]
    It ain't nuttin but in-between nuts, oxygen is gettin hot
    Got a problem ol' fag-ass nigga, kick rocks
    {*censored*} on the phone and that nigga talkin crazy
    I don't know, who to blame, him or {*censored*} killin babies
    I'm a New Jerz' Devil, the street, creative rebel
    Only got one, shot to produce on every level
    This is bags I must, go the max I must
    Nigga I came from not much, so money I clutch
    Uh-uh, Napoleon the strength of the strong-arm
    When they think they was in the right I prove they movin wrong
    I'm a, hardcore, product of the ghetto
    Been blessed with a show, to equal my {?} (damn)
    I maneuver, in the right lane, quick to push back brains
    Switchin to the left lane I'm playin my hands
    And I'm plottin on the fortune, it's gettin hot and scorchin
    I'm diggin like a scorpion that torture they enemies

    [Chorus]

    [Verse Four: Outlawz] + (2Pac)
    Now with this Outlaw lifestyle that I been introduced ta
    Money and hoes keep us closer to Lucifer (wassup Kurupt?)
    Steady seducin us and now I'm all for it
    This the, life for me and the law can't spoil it (riiight)
    So you can call it what the fuck you want
    But I'ma ballin alcholic with a sawed-off pump (nigga!)
    My momma ain't raised no punk; and neither did 'Pac
    So when it jump off, I breathe for Yak'
    Been puttin in work, so I walk with a bop
    And it ain't safe at

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