2Pac - All Eyez on Me Album Lyrics

I won't deny it, I'm a straight ridah
You don't wanna f*ck with me
Got the police bustin' at me
But they can't do nothing to a G
Let's get ready to rumble

Now you know how we do it like a G
What really go on in the mind of a nigga
That get down for theirs
Constantly, money over bitches
Not bitches over money
Stay on your grind, nigga
My ambitions as a ridah
My ambitions as a ridah

So many battlefield scars while driven in plush cars
This life as a rap star is nothing without heart
Was born rough and rugged, addressing the mass public
My attitude was "f*ck it", 'cause motherf*ckers love it
To be a soldier, must maintain composure at ease
Though life is complicated, only what you make it to be
Uh, and my ambitions as a ridah to catch her
While she hot and horny, go up inside her
Then I spit some game in her ear, "Go to the telly, ho"
Equipped with money in a Benz, 'cause bitch, I'm barely broke
I'm smoking bomb ass weed, feeling crucial
From player to player, the game's tight, the feeling's mutual
From hustling and prayers, to breaking motherf*ckers to pay up
I got no time for these bitches, 'cause these hoes try to play us
I'm on a meal ticket mission, want a mill', so I'm wishing
Competition got me ripped, on that bullshit they stressing (booyah)
I'ma rhyme though, clown hoes like it's mandatory
No guts no glory, my nigga, bitch got the game distorted
Now it's on and it's on because I said so
Can't trust a bitch in the business so I got with Death Row
Now these money hungry bitches getting suspicious
Started plotting and planning on schemes, to come and trick us
But thug niggas be on point and game tight
Me, Syke and Bogart, strapped up the same night
Got problems then handle it, motherf*ckers see me
These niggas is jealous 'cause deep in they heart they wanna be me
Uh, yeah, and now ya got me right beside ya
Hoping you listen I catch you paying attention
To my ambitions as a ridah

I won't deny it, I'm a straight ridah
You don't wanna f*ck with me (my ambitions as a ridah)
Got the police bustin' at me
But they can't do nothing to a G

It was my only wish to rise
Above these jealous coward motherf*ckers I despise
When it's time to ride, I was the first off this side, give me the nine
I'm ready to die right here tonight, and motherf*ck they life (yeah, nigga)
That's what they screaming as they drill me, but I'm hard to kill
So open fire, I see you kill me, witness my steel
Spitting at adversaries, envious and after me
I'd rather die before they capture me, watch me bleed
Mama come rescue me I'm suicidal, thinking thoughts
I'm innocent, so there'll be bullets flying when I'm caught (shoot)
F*ck doing jail time, better day, sacrificing
Won't get a chance to do me like they did my nigga Tyson
Thugging for life, and if you right, then nigga die for it
Let them other brothers try, at least you tried for it
When it's time to die, to be a man, you pick the way you leave
F*ck peace and the police, my ambitions as a ridah

I won't deny it, I'm a straight ridah
You don't wanna f*ck with me (my ambitions as a ridah)
Got the police bustin' at me
But they can't do nothing to a G

My murderous lyrics equipped with spirits of the thugs before me
Pay off the block, evade the cops 'cause I know they coming for me
I been hesitant to reappear, been away for years
Now I'm back my adversaries been reduced to tears
Question my methods to switch up speeds, sure as some bitches bleed
Niggas'll feel the fire of my mother's corrupted seed
Blast me but they didn't finish
Didn't diminish my powers
So now I'm back to be a motherf*cking menace, they cowards
That's why they tried to set me up
Had bitch ass niggas on my team, so indeed, they wet me up
But I'm back reincarnated, incarcerated
At the time I contemplate the way that God made it
Lace 'em with lyrics that's legendary, musical mercenary
For money, I'll have these motherf*ckers buried (I been)
Getting much mail in jail, niggas telling me to kill it
Knowing when I get out, they gon' feel it
Witness the realest, a hoo-ridah when I put the shit inside
The cry from all your people when they find her
Just remind ya, my history'll prove authentic
Revenge on them niggas that played me
And all the cowards that was down with it
Now it's yo nigga right beside ya
Hoping you listening, catch you paying attention
To my ambitions as a ridah

I won't deny it, I'm a straight ridah
You don't wanna f*ck with me (my ambitions as a ridah)
Got the police bustin' at me
But they can't do nothing to a G
I won't deny it, I'm a straight ridah
You don't wanna f*ck with me
Got the police bustin' at me
But they can't do nothing to a G
I won't deny it, I'm a straight ridah
You don't wanna f*ck with me

You probably crooked as the last trick
Wanna laugh about how I got my ass caught up with this bad bitch?
Thinking I had her but she had me in the long run
Its just my luck I'm stuck f*ckin with wrong one, uh
Wise decisions based on lies we living
Skandalous times is games like my religion
You could be rolling with a thug
Instead you with this sweet scrub
Looking for some love
In every club, I see you standing like you want it
Well baby if ya got it better flaunt it
Let the liquor help you get up on it
I'm still tipsy from last night
Bumpin in walls as I pause
Addicted to the fast life
I try to holler but you tell me you're taken
Sayin you ain't impressed with the money I'm make
Guess its true what they telling me
Fresh out of jail lights hell for a black celebrity
So thats the reason why I call
And maybe you with it
Fantasies of the sweatin
Can I hit it? (hahaha)
Addicted to the things you do
Its still true what I'm saying Boo
Cause this is All About U

Every other city we go
Every other video
(its all about you)
No matter where I go
I see the same hoe
[repeat]

I'll make a promise if ya go with me
Just let me know, I'll have you hollering
My name out before I leave
Nobody loves me I'm a thug nigga
I only hang out with the criminals and the drug dealers
I love niggas
Cause we coming from the same place
Witness me holler at a hoochie, see how quick the game takes
How can I tell her I'm a playa
And I don't even care
Creep though
Weed smokes in the air
Everywhere I go, its all about the groupie hoes
waiting for niggas at the end of every show
I just seen ya in my friends video
Never put you on my friends so here we go
Follow the leader and peep the drama that I'm going through
It's All About U
(Yeah nigga, its All About U)

[Chorus 2X]

Is you sick from the dick or is it the flu?
It ain't about you or your bitch ass crew
Every other city we go and every video
Explain to a nigga why I see the same shitty hoe
You think it's all about you?
Well, boo, I gets down like Dru and my nasty new niggas, too
You couldn't hold me back
It'll take a fatter track, a lyrical attack
Or perhaps it was a visual bluff
When I started to snaps all your ?
Straight in control
?Flows are full?
Why hold a cold stroll?
Coldest set
I told you I'm as gold
And that's gold diggin
Cold diggin a ?
I slide in easily
Try a grizzly
Sluts know the cuts
I came to f*ck
Try skeezin me
Runnin up in this
It's like ? when I bring ya the most
I f*ck a bitch from the West coast

[Chorus 4X]

(You know what I'm saying?)
Every other city we go
I see the same hoes
In the studio, that kickin it in the video
It's gotta be the same ass and thighs
But you's a groupie baby, and don't look surprised
I can see it in your eyes, that you ain't nothing but a trick
Hanging with us, for some superstar dick
Want an autograph placed on her napkin
After she asks "Ain't you the Top Dogg and don't you be rappin?"
She know whats crackin
Peep shows like Luke
From the limos, down to the Lexus coupes
We be flossin, and all females love that
Especially when you're dope, platinum, and your own ?
So when I met you
I really didn't have to say much
Cause me alone
Just made you want to taste and touch
Don't be trippin if I run up in you and your whole crew
I'ma still let you know girl, that it's all about you

Hey Nate you know you got to focus on this motherf*cker
We finna talk about these scandalous hoes

I can talk about scandalous bitches

Oh I know you can!
I know you that's why we finna do it
Daz on the beat
Hey Daz, nigga stop f*cking around with the piano nigga
Just drop that shit like uh, this here

I met you through my homie now you act like you don't know me
So disappointed cause baby that shit was so phony
It's not for me, you see no loving from my closest homies
Would of paid you no mind, but baby you was all up on me
While you proceed with precision, you had the table hosed
No, I ain't mad at you baby, go 'head and play them fools
They chose not to listen, so now he stuck inside his house
And can't leave without his bitch permission
The mission's to be a player, my alias is Boss
Drop a top on these jealous niggas, player let me floss
Y'all don't wanna see me in pain
I'll leave that ass like Toni Braxton, "Never breathing again"
It's scandalous, I never liked your back stabbing ass, trick
Used to watch you money grabbing, who you bagging bitch?
Ready to bust, in the city you don't know who to trust
But bitches looking scandalous

Scandalous, she's so scandalous, she's so scandalous
She's so scandalous, she's so scandalous, she's so scandalous
Scandalous, she's so scandalous, she's so scandalous
She's so scandalous, she's so scandalous, she's so scandalous

How's it hanging? Cause baby from the back the shit is banging
I've been stressing in this ghetto game, trying to do my thing
Ain't gon' be no bullshit, no ass-kissing
This bitch'll have ya waking up with all your cash missing
I'm asking, as if I'm qualified to analyze
You're looking at a bitch who specialize in telling lies
She got a body make a motherf*cker fantasize
Her face ain't never shed a tear through them scandalous eyes
My sister Precious in poverty
Plus I knew she was a freak bitch so why should it bother me?
I'd probably be sprung, addicted to the heat of her tongue
And though I don't where we're going, she's making me come
I've been trained as a boss player, so what you saying?
Let me show you, got some hookers we can toss later
Before I let her get me off guard
Went in the purse took a hundred dollars
Nigga I'm so scandalous

Scandalous, she's so scandalous, she's so scandalous
She's so scandalous, she's so scandalous, she's so scandalous
Scandalous, she's so scandalous, she's so scandalous
She's so scandalous, she's so scandalous, she's so scandalous

Dangerous and ambitious, while scheming on getting riches
I'm spitting at tricks cause I'm addicted to pretty bitches
Currency motivated, not easily terminated
Now that we made it, my niggas can never be faded
This is my prophecy, I gotta be paid
All you cowards that try to stop me is begging for early graves
I thought we was cool, I was a fool, thinking you could be true
When I don't f*ck with your punk crew
These are the tales for my niggas doing time in the cell
I went from hell, to living well
Busting at niggas who said my name in vain
I got no time for them tricks, I'm heavy in the game
I wanna be a baller, please
But the bitches and the liquor keep on calling me
I'm floating free on the highway, formulating plans
Can't wait til I see L.A., cause it's so scandalous

Scandalous, she's so scandalous, she's so scandalous
She's so scandalous, she's so scandalous, she's so scandalous
Scandalous,she's so scandalous, she's so scandalous
She's so scandalous, she's so scandalous, she's so scandalous

Scandalous, she's so scandalous, she's so scandalous (how the prettiest bitch be the more scandalous the hoe be)
She's so scandalous, she's so scandalous, she's so scandalous (you ever peep that shit? (Nah))
Scandalous, she's so scandalous, she's so scandalous (a bitch can be like fifteen, f*cking with a nigga 35 gettin' him for errthang
She's so scandalous, she's so scandalous, she's so scandalous (hoes these days is way too motherf*cking intelligent)

She's so scandalous, she's so scandalous (when niggas get to tricking, it's over then)
She's so scandalous, she's so scandalous, she's so scandalous (that's alright though)
Scandalous, she's so scandalous, she's so scandalous (keep a nigga heavy in the game, watch them, hoes)
She's so scandalous, she's so scandalous, she's so scandalous (all you niggas out there beware these lying ass scandalous bitches)

You find a MC like me who's strong
Leavin' motherf*cker's aborted, with no verbal support
And when I command the microphone I get deadly as Kahn though
With a bear and a snake and a panda, I'm on those
Who can withstand, the more power I gain
And make it possible for me to drop a few to wreck your brain
Imagine and keep on wishin' upon a star
Finally realizin' who the f*ck we are
When I penetrate, it's been withstandin', faded
Would it be the greatest MC of all time
When I created rhyme for the simple fact
When I attack I crush your pride
My intention to ride, every time all night
I'm faced with the scars beyond this one bar
For me to put down my guard, I'm faced with it, I'ma ride
Breakin' in gas with the six-eight all day
In and out with my pay
I'm soon to count the bodies

So mandatory, my elevation, my lyrics like orientation
So you can be more familiar with the nigga you facin'
We must be patient nothin' better than communication
Known to damage and highly flammable like gas stations
Sorry I left that ass waitin'
No more procrastination give up to fate, and get that ass shakin'
I'm bustin' and makin' motherf*ckers panic
Don't take your life for granted put that ass in the dirt
You swear the bitch was planted
My lyrics motivate the planet
It's similar to Rhythm Nation
But thugged out, forgive me Janet
Who's in control I'm activatin' your soul
You know, the way the games get controlled, yo
Two years ago, a friend of mine
Told me Alizé and Cristal blows your mind
Bear witness to the dopest f*ckin' rhyme I wrote
Takin' off my coat, clearin' my throat

I got my mind made up, come on (come on)
Get in, get in t it (get on it)
Let it ride (get wit' it) tonight's the night
I got my mind made up, come on
Get in, get in to it
Let it ride tonight's the night

Well I come through with two packs
Of the bomb prophalaks for protection
So my f*ckin' sack won't collapse
Cause nowadays, shit's evadin' the x-rays
Sendin' young motherf*ckers to an early grave
I wonder, if my terrifyin' tactics of torturin' MC's
Shows my heart's as cold as the tundra
Electrifyin' like thunder, I'm just too much
Rough and raw with that motherf*ckin' poisonous touch
I'm an MC with lyrics that's the f*ckin' bom-bay
Your got dissed, that's before it's in'est like balmay
My rhymes, I leave a mark on your mind
As the deadly vibes spread through your head like sand pine
There's no escape, nah I ain't blastin'
I use my mental to assassinate assassin's for those askin'
Opposed to laughin', raw maniacal villain
Laughter enhances the chances of the killin'
Why is that? 'cause smilin' faces deceive
You best believe, to MC's I'm the deadliest disease
My thoughts rip your throat and make it hard to breathe
Your whole camp's under seige, and I'm Jason Vorhees
In the heat of the night is when I defeat and ignite mics
My verbal snipe, your vocab on site
I'm out the cut, uncut and raw with no clause for all
So all my rhymes hit and split the bricks on the wall
You'd already have an idea about the superior sphere
The greater rhyme creator on both sides of the equator
I rock from here to there, to Philly and back
To L.A on the spot where I rock and bust like straps
As your views get overshadowed when you come in contact
Beware, set and prepare to enter verbal combat

F*ck you losers, while you fake jacks I makes maneuvers
Like Hitler, stickin' up (Jews) with German (lugers)
The Mr. Meth-Tical from Staten Isle
Will be back after this message don't touch the dial
Rarely do you see an MC out for justice
Got my gun powder and my musket (blaow)
Melons get swellin's, I paint mental pictures like Magellen
Half of my clan's repeat felons
Niggas best protect they joints for Nine-Nickel
Man I stay on point like icicles
Now who wanna test Tical then touch Tical
All up in your motherf*ckin' mouth
Head banger boogie
Catch me on tour with Al Doogie
Method Man roll too tight, you can pull me
Better take one and pass or that's that ass
Your vital statistics are low and fallin' fast
Johnny Blaze out to get loot like Johnny Cash
Play a game of Russian Roulette and have a blast

Ayo, lyrical gas spittin' the criminal tactics
Non-believers get my dick and genitals backwards
Let's face it, there's no replacement
Taste this, mad underground basement, shit I'm laced with
Avalanche on your whole camp when I'm splifted
Funk Doctor who? Spock bitch don't get it twisted
I got connects like Federal Express
To get the fresh package of bless, the dogs can't fetch
Got the clear spot from the rear block
To bust 'til every nigga here drop, men I fear not
Hold your nose and blow out 'til your ears pop
Since your crew suit you to shift now you claim that you gear's lot
With, this underground cannabis
I'm dangerous like John the bomb analyst
Then proceeds like keys
My degrees freeze consecutively like EPMD LP's
Lick off a shot and hit your fam' by mistake
So I erase the whole front row at the wake
I planned my escape in case Jake or a snake bust it
I'm the one pushin' the hearse in the first place
Confidence for you shaky ass folks
Pump for Rockafella for the day he got smoked
Choke, off this anecdote got you ope
Get roast, by my lyrics Billy Dee .45 Colt
And I'm out for nine nickel (INS the rebels)
West, list this, this, this

[KC and JoJo of Jodeci] 2X

How do you want it
How do you feel
Comin' up as a Nigga in tha cash game
Livin' in tha fast lane
i'm for real

(Tupac)

Love tha way you agrivate your hips
and push your ass out
gotta nigga wantin'
it's so bad
i'm about to pass out
wanna dig you
and I can't even lie about it
baby just eleviate your cloths
time to fly up out it
catch you at a club
oh shit, you got me fiendin'
body talken shit to me
but I can't comprehend the meaning
now if ya wanna roll with me
then here's ya chance
doin 80 on tha freeway
wait police, catch me if they can
forgive me i'm a ridah
still i'm just a simple man
all I want is money
f**k tha fame
i'm a simple man
Mr. International
Playa with tha passport
just like a ladder bitch
get you anything you ask for
it's either him or me
champagne, Hennessy
a favorite of my homies
when we floss on our enemies
witness as we creep to a low speed
peep what a ho need
puff some more weed
funk, ya don't need
approachin' hochies with a passion
been a long day
but i've been drivin' by attraction
in a strong way
your body is bangin'
baby I love it when ya flaunt it
time to give it to daddy nigga
now tell me how you want it...

[KC and JoJo] 2X

How do you want it
How does it feel
Comin' up as a nigga in tha cash game
Livin' in tha fast lane
i'm for real

(Tupac)

Tell me is it cool to f**k ?
you think I come to talk
am I a fool or what ?
positions on tha floor
it's like erotic
ironic
cause i'm somewhat psychotic
i'm hitten' switches on bitches
like i been fixed with hydraulics
up and down like a roller coaster
come up beside ya
I ain't quitin' till tha show is over
cause i'm a ridah
in and out just like a robbery
i'll probably be a freak
and let you get ontop of me
get her rockin' these
nights full of Alazhay
a livin' legend
you ain't heard about these niggas played in cali days
Deloris Tucker
you's a muthaf**ker
instead of tryin' to help a nigga
you destroy a brotha
worst than tha others
Bill Clinton
Mr. Bob Dole
You too old to understand tha way tha game is told
your lame
so I gotta hit you with tha high facts
won't someone listen ?
makin' millions
niggas top that
they wanna censor me
they ratha see me in a cell
livin' in hell
with only a few of us to live to tell
now everybody talken about us
I could give a f**k
I'd be tha first one to bomb and cuss
Nigga tell me how you want it.....

[KC and JoJo] 2X

How do you want it
How do you feel
Comin' up as a nigga in tha cash game
I'm livin' in tha fast lane
i'm for real

(Tupac)

Raised as a youth
tell truth
I got tha scoop on how to get a bulletproof
cause I jump on tha roof
before I was a teenager
mobile phone
Skypager
game rules
i'm livin' major
my advasaries
is lookin' worried
they paranoid of getten' buried
one of us gonna see tha cemetary
My only hope is survive
If I wish to stay alive
getten' high
see tha demons in my eyes
before I die
I wanna live my life and ball
make a couple million
and then i'm chillin'
fade'm all
these taxs for me crossed up
with people tryin' ta sue me
media is in my business
and they actin' like they know me
but i'ma mash out
peel out
i'm murder quick
that's with the whip'n f**ken steel out
yeah nigga, it's some new shit
so better get up on it
When ya see me
tell a nigga how ya want it
How do you want it ?

[KC and JoJo] 8X

How do you want it
How does it feel
Comin' up as a Nigga in tha cash game
Livin' in tha fast lane
i'm for real

[Snoop] Up out of there
[Tupac] (chuckles)
Ain't nuttin but a gangsta party
[Snoop] Pump that up G
[Tupac] Ahh shit, you done f*cked up now
Ain't nuttin but a gangsta party
You done put two of America's
most wanted in the same
motherf*ckin place at the same
Ain't nuttin but a gangsta party
motherf*ckin time, hahahahah
Y'all niggaz about to feel this
Ain't nuttin but a gangsta party
Break out the champagne glasses
and the motherf*ckin condoms
Have one on us aight??
Ain't nuttin but a gangsta party

[Verse One: 2Pac, Snoop]

Picture perfect, I paint a perfect picture
Bomb the hoochies with precision my intention's to get richer
With the S-N double-O-P, Dogg my f*ckin homey
Youse a cold ass nigga on them hogs

Sho nuff, I keep my hand on my gun, cuz they got me on the run
Now I'm back in the courtroom waitin on the outcome
Free Tupac, is all that's on a niggaz mind
But at the same time it seem they tryin to take mine
So I'ma get smart, and get defensive and shit
And put together a million march, for some gangsta shit

So now they got us laced
Two multimillionare motherf*ckers catchin cases (mmm)
Bitches get ready for the throwdown, the shit's about to go down
Uhh, me and Snoop about to clown
I'm "Losin My Religion", I'm vicious on these stool pigeons
You might be deep in this game, but you got the rules missin
Niggaz be actin like they savage, they out to get the cabbage
I got, nuthin but love, for my niggaz livin lavish

I got a pit named P, she niggarino
I got a house out in the hills right next to Chino
and I, think I got a black Beamer
but my dream is to own a fly casino
like Bugsy Seagel, and do it all legal
and get scooped up, by the little homie in the Regal
Mmm, it feel good to you baby bubba
Ya see, this is for the G's and the keys motherf*cker

Now follow as we riiiiide
Motherf*ck the rest, two of the best from the West side
And I can make you famous
Niggaz been dyin for years, so how could they blame us
I live in fear of a felony
I never stop bailin these, motherf*ckin G's
If ya got it better flaunt it, another warrant
2 of Amerikaz Most Wanted

[Chorus:]
Ain't nuttin but a gangsta party
Ain't nuttin but a gangsta party
[Tupac] Nuthin but a gangsta party...
Ain't nuttin but a gangsta party
Nuthin but a gangsta party
it ain't nuthin but a
motherf*ckin gangsta party
Ain't nuttin but a gangsta party
Nuthin but a gangsta party
it ain't nuthin but a
motherf*ckin gangsta party
Ain't nuttin but a gangsta party

[Verse Two: 2Pac, Snoop]

Now give me fifty feet
Defeat is not my destiny, release me to the streets
And keep whatever's left of me
Jealousy is misery, suffering is grief
Better be prepared when you cowards f*ck wit me
I bust and flea, these niggaz must be crazy what??
There ain't no mercy motherf*ckers who can fade the Thugs
(hahah right) You thought it was but it wasn't, now dissapear
Bow down in the presence of a boss player

It's like cuz, blood, gangbangin
Everybody in the party doin dope slangin
You got to have papers in this world
You might get your first snatch, before your eyes swerl
Ya doing ya job, every day
And then you work so hard til ya hair turn gray
Let me tell you about life, and bout the way it is
You see we live by the gun, so we die by the gun's kids

They tell me not to roll with my glock
So now I gotta throw away
Floatin in the black Benz, tryin to do a show a day
They wonder how I live, with five shots
Niggaz is hard to kill, on my block
Schemes for currency and doe related
Affiliated with the hustlers, so we made it
No answers to questions, I'm tryin to get up on it
My nigga Dogg with me, eternally the most wanted

[Chorus w/ variations to end]

Intro: 2Pac

Hey DeVante
Nigga, don'tcha know we're gonna sow up every bitch in the country
Me and you, up in the same motherf*ckin room
On the same level
This shit here, hahahaha
Please, no more pain
That's right nigga
Hey drop that shit boy

Verse One: 2Pac

My adversaries cry like hoes fully eradicate my foes
My lyrics explode on contact, gamin you hoes
Who else but Mama's only son, f*ck the phony niggaz I'm the one
Say my name, watch bitches come, now fire
when ready, stay watchin now figure, increase speed
Make you motherf*ckers bleed from your mouth quicker
Plus all these niggaz that you run with, be on some dumb shit
Trick on the hoes, I ain't the one bitch
Holla my name and witness game official, it's so sick
Have every single bitch that came witchu, on my dick
Plus this alcohol increases the chance to be deceased
I'm movin you stupid bitches, vicious telekenesis
Am I reachin your brain? Nigga how can I explain?
How vicious this Thug motherf*cker came
When I die, I wanna be a livin legend, say my name
Affiliated with this motherf*ckin game, with no more pain

Chorus: (interpretation of Method Man's "Bring the Pain")

I came to bring the pain, hardcore to the brain
Let's go inside my astral plane (no more pain *variations*)

(repeat 4X)

Verse Two: 2Pac

Line up my adversaries, blast on sight, and f*ck your boyfriend
Bitch, I want some ass tonight, you know my steelo
Alize and Cristal, weed sure you heard of all the
sure you've heard of all the freaky shit they say about me, huh
Plus all you busters is jealous, pull your gun out and blast
I dare you niggaz to open fire, I'll murder that ass
And d

Ahh, Suge what I tell you nigga,
When I come out of jail what was I gonna do
I was gonna start diggin' into these niggas chest, right
Watch this, hey Quik let me see them binoculars, nigga
The binoculars

Ha ha ha ha, yeah nigga time to ride
Grab your bulletproof vest nigga
Cause it's gonna be a long one
Now me and Quik gonna show you niggas what it's like on this side
The real side
Now, on this ride there's gonna be some real mutha-f*ckas
And there's gonna be some pussys
Now the real niggas gonna be the ones with money and bitches
The pussys are gonna be the niggas on the floor bleedin'
Now everybody keep your eyes on the prize cause the ride get tricky
See you got some niggas on your side
That say they're your friends
But in real life they your enemies
And then you got some mutha-f*ckas that say they your enemies
But in real life they eyes is on your money
See the enemies will say they true
But in real life those niggas will be the snitches
It's a dirty game y'all
Y'all got ta be careful about who you f*ck with and who you don't f*ck with
Cause the shit get wild y'all
Keep your mind on your riches, Baby
Keep your mind on your riches

9-1-1 it's a emergency cowards tried to murder me
From hood to the 'burbs, everyone of you niggas heard of me
Shit I'm legendary niggas scary and paralyzed
Nothing more I despise than a liar
Cowards die
My mama told me When I was to see
Just a vicious mutha f*cker while these devils left me free
I proceed to make them shiver
When I deliver
Criminal lyrics
From a world wide mob figure
Thug niggas from everywhere Mr. Mackaveli
Niggas is waiting for some thug shit, that's what they tell me
So many rumors but I'm infinitely Immortal Outlaw
Switching up on you ordinary bitches
Like a south paw you get let
And every breath I breathe untill the moment I'm deceased
Will be another moment ballin' as a 'G'
I rip the crowd, then I start again
Internally I live in sin
Untill the moment that they let me breathe again
The heartz of men

[Chorus]

The Heartz of Men

My lyrical verse with so much pain
That to some niggas it hurts
My guns bust
And if you ain't one of us
It gets worse
Bitch niggas get their eyes swoll
In fly mode
I'm a homicidal outlaw
And five-o, get your lights on, da fight's on
Tonights gonna be a f*ckin' fight
So we might roll
My own homies say I'm heartless
But I'm a 'G' to this 'til the day I'm gone that's regardless
Ride by, niggas bow down
Thought I'd rot in jail, paid bail, well niggas out now
Throw up your hands if you thugged out
First nigga act up
First nigga gettin' drugged out
I can be a villian if ya let me
A Muthaf*cka
If ya do upset me
Tell the cops to come and get me
Rip the crowd like a phone number
Then start again, don't have no muthaf*ckin' friends nigga
Look inside the heartz of men

[Chorus]

In The Heartz of Men
In The Heartz of Men

To all my niggas engaged in making money in the fifty states
Keep your mind on your chips and f*ck a punk bitch
No longer living in fear
My pistol closed in hands
Convinced this is my year
Like I'm the chosen man
Give me my money and label me as a don
If niggas is having problems
Hope if I ever bomb
I died and came back,
I hustle with these lyrics as if it's a game of crack
Thugin' is in my spirit
I'm lost and not knowing
Scar'd up
But still flowing
Energized and still going
Uhh, can it be fate
That makes a sick muthaf*cka break
On these jealous ass cowards cause they evil and fake
What will it take?
Give me that bass line
I'm feeling bombed
Deathrow baby, don't be alarmed
The homie Quik gave a nigga a beat and let me start again
Represent
Cause I've been sent
The heartz of men

How many brothers fell victim to the streets?
Rest in peace, young nigga, there's a heaven for a G
Be a lie if I told you that I never thought of death
My niggas, we the last ones left, but life goes on
How many brothers fell victim to the streets?
Rest in peace, young nigga, there's a heaven for a G
Be a lie if I told you that I never thought of death
My niggas, we the last ones left, but life goes on

As I bail through the empty halls, breath stinkin' in my jaws
Ring, ring, ring, quiet, y'all, incomin' call
Plus this my homie from high school, he gettin' by
It's time to bury another brother, nobody cry
Life as a baller: alcohol and booty calls
We used to do 'em as adolescents, do you recall?
Raised as G's, loc'ed out, and blazed the weed
Get on the roof, let's get smoked out, and blaze with me
Two in the morning and we still high, assed out
Screamin', "Thug 'til I die!" before I passed out
But now that you're gone, I'm in the zone
Thinkin' I don't wanna die all alone, but now you gone
And all I got left are stinkin' memories
I love them niggas to death, I'm drinkin' Hennessy
While tryin' to make it last
I drank a fifth for that ass when you passed, 'cause life goes on

How many brothers fell victim to the streets?
Rest in peace, young nigga, there's a heaven for a G
Be a lie if I told you that I never thought of death
My niggas, we the last ones left, but life goes on
How many brothers fell victim to the streets?
Rest in peace, young nigga, there's a heaven for a G
Be a lie if I told you that I never thought of death
My niggas, we the last ones left, but life goes on

Yeah nigga, I got the word it's hell
You blew trial and the judge gave you 25 with an L
Time to prepare to do fed time, won't see parole
Imagine life as a convict that's gettin' old
Plus with the drama, we're lookin' out for your baby's mama
Takin' risks, while keepin' cheap tricks from gettin' on her
Life in the hood is all good for nobody
Remember gamin' on dumb hotties at yo' party
Me and you, no truer two, while schemin' on hits
And gettin' tricks that maybe we can slide into
But now you buried, rest, nigga, 'cause I ain't worried
Eyes blurry, sayin' goodbye at the cemetery
Though memories fade
I got your name tatted on my arm
So we both ball 'til my dyin' days
Before I say goodbye
Kato and Mental, rest in peace! Thug 'til I die!

How many brothers fell victim to the streets?
Rest in peace, young nigga, there's a heaven for a G
Be a lie if I told you that I never thought of death
My niggas, we the last ones left, and life goes on
How many brothers fell victim to the streets?
Rest in peace, young nigga, there's a heaven for a G
Be a lie if I told you that I never thought of death
My niggas, we the last ones left, 'cause life goes on

Bury me smilin' with G's in my pocket
Have a party at my funeral, let every rapper rock it
Let the hoes that I used to know
From way befo' kiss me from my head to my toe
Give me a paper and a pen, so I can write about my life of sin
A couple bottles of gin, in case I don't get in
Tell all my people I'm a ridah
Nobody cries when we die, we Outlawz, let me ride
Until I get free
I live my life in the fast lane, got police chasin' me
To my niggas from old blocks, from old crews
Niggas that guided me through back in the old school
Pour out some liquor, have a toast for the homies
See, we both gotta die, but you chose to go before me
And brothers miss you while you gone
You left your nigga on his own, how long we mourn? Life goes on

How many brothers fell victim to the streets?
Rest in peace, young nigga, there's a heaven for a G
Be a lie if I told you that I never thought of death
My niggas, we the last ones left, but life goes on
How many brothers fell victim to the streets?
Rest in peace, young nigga, there's a heaven for a G
Be a lie if I told you that I never thought of death
My niggas, we the last ones left, but life goes on

How many brothers fell victim to the streets?
Rest in peace, young nigga, there's a heaven for a G
Be a lie if I told you that I never thought of death
My niggas, we the last ones left, 'cause life goes on
How many brothers fell victim to the streets?
Rest in peace, young nigga, there's a heaven for a G
Be a lie if I told you that I never thought of death
My niggas, we the last ones left, 'cause life goes on

How many brothers fell victim to the streets?
Rest in peace, young nigga, there's a heaven for a G
Be a lie if I told you that I never thought of death
My niggas, we the last ones left, 'cause life goes on

Only God can judge me (that right?)
Only God, baby (can judge me now)
Nobody else (nobody else)
All you other motherf*ckers get out my business (really)
(Only God can judge me now)

Perhaps I was blind to the facts, stabbed in the back
I couldn't trust my own homies just a bunch of dirty rats
Will I, succeed, paranoid from the weed
And hocus pocus I try to focus but I can't see
And in my mind I'm a blind man doin' time
Look to my future 'cause my past, is all behind me
Is it a crime, to fight, for what is mine?
Everybody's dyin' tell me what's the use in tryin'
I've been Trapped since birth, cautious, 'cause I'm cursed
And fantasies of my family, in a hearse
And they say it's the white man I should fear
But, it's my own kind doin' all the killin' here
I can't lie, ain't no love for the other side
Jealousy inside, make 'em wish I died
Oh my Lord, tell me what I'm livin' for
Everybody's droppin' got me knockin' on heaven's door
And all my memories, of seein' brothers bleed
And everybody grieves, but still nobody sees
Recollect your thoughts don't get caught up in the mix
'Cause the media is full of dirty tricks
Only God can judge me

(Only God can judge me) (that's right, baby)
Yeah baby, hahaha
Only God can judge me, only God can judge
(Only God can judge me, only God)
(Only God can judge me)
Only God can judge me, and only God can
(Only God can judge me, only God)
Only God can judge me, God can judge me
(Only God can judge me, only God)
Only God can judge
(Only God can judge me now)
Flatline

I hear the doctor standing over me
Screaming I can make it
Got a body full of bullet holes laying here naked
Still I can't breathe, something's evil in my IV
'Cause every time I breathe, I think they killin' me
I'm havin' nightmares, homicidal fantasies
I wake up stranglin', danglin' my bed sheets
I call the nurse 'cause it hurts, to reminisce
How did it come to this? I wish they didn't miss
Somebody help me, tell me where to go from here
'Cause even thugs cry, but do the Lord care?
Try to remember, but it hurts
I'm walkin' through the cemetery talkin' to the dirt
I'd rather die like a man than live like a coward
There's a ghetto up in Heaven and it's ours, Black Power
Is what we scream as we dream in a paranoid state
And our fate, is a lifetime of hate
Dear Mama, can you save me? And f*ck peace
'Cause the streets got our babies, we gotta eat
No more hesitation each and every black male's trapped
And they wonder why we suicidal runnin' around strapped
Mister police, please try to see that there's
A million motherf*ckers stressin' just like me
Only God can judge me

(Only God can judge me, only God)
Only God can judge me
Only God can judge (only God can judge me now)
(Only God can judge me, only God)
And only God can judge me (only God can judge me)
Only God can judge me
(Only God can judge me, only God)
Only God can judge me
(Only God can judge me now)

That which does not kill me can only make me stronger
(That's for real)
And I don't see why everybody feel as though
That they gotta tell me how to live my life
(You know?)
Let me live baby, let me live

'Pac I feel ya, keep servin' it on the reala
For instance say a playa hatin' mark is out to kill ya
Would you be wrong, for buckin' a nigga to the pavement?
He gon' get me first, if I don't get him, fool start prayin'
Ain't no such thing as self-defense in the court of law
So judge us when we get to where we're goin wearin' a cross, that's real
Got him, lurked him, crept the f*ck up on him
Sold a half a million tapes now everybody want him
After talkin' behind my back like a bitch would
Tellin' them niggas, "You can fade him," punk I wish you would
It be them same motherf*ckers in your face that'll rush up in your place
To get your safe, knowin' you on that paper chase
Grass, glass, big screen and leather couch
My new shit is so fetti already sold a key of ounce
Bitch, remember 2Pac and 4-Tay
Them same two brothers dodgin' bullets representin' the Bay
'Pac when you was locked down, that's when I'll be around
Start climbing up the charts, so sick, but they tried to clown
That's why they ride the bandwagon still be draggin' sellin' lies
Don't think I don't see you haters, I know y'all in disguise

Guess you figure you know me 'cause I'm a thug
That love to hit the late night club drunk and buzzed
Been livin' lavish like a player all day
Now I'm 'bout to floss em off, player shit with 4-Tay
Only God can judge me

(Only God can judge me, only God)
Only God can judge me
Only God can judge
(Only God can judge me, only God)
That's real (only God can judge me now)
Only God can judge me
(Only God can judge me, only God)
Only God can judge me
(Only God can judge me)
(Only God can judge me, only God)
Only God can judge me
(Only God can judge me now)

Only God, man (that right?) That's for real
(Only God can judge me now)
F*ck everybody else, know what I'm sayin'?
(Only God can judge me now)
Man, look here, man
My only fear of death is comin' back to this bitch reincarnated, man
(Only God can judge me now)
That's for the homie mental
Hahaha
We up out (only God can judge me now)
(Only God can judge me now)
(Only God can judge me now)
(Only God can judge me now)

A military mind, nigga (yeah)
A military mind mean money
A criminal grind, nigga
A criminal grind mean hustle
You know

We tradin' war stories, we Outlawz on the rise
Jealous niggas I despise, look in my eyes

We tradin' war stories, we Outlawz on the rise
Jealous niggas I despise, look in my eyes

Now can your mind picture, a thug nigga drinkin' hard liquor
This ghetto life has got me catchin' up to God quicker
Who would figure that all I need was a hand trigger
Semi-automatic MAC-11 just to scare niggas?
Pardon my thug poetry, but suckers is born everyday
And fear of man grow on trees
Criminal ties for centuries, a legend in my own rhymes
So niggas whisper when they mention
Machiavelli was my tutor Donald Goines, my father figure
Mama sent me to go play with the drug dealers
Hits fall, we thug niggas and we came in packs
Every one of niggas strapped sippin' on 'gnac
In the back, my AR-15
Thuggin' 'til I die, these streets got me cravin' Thorazine
My lyrics are blueprints to money makin'
Fat as that ass that honey shakin'

My niggas tradin' war stories, we Outlawz on the rise
Jealous niggas I despise, look in my eyes

We tradin' war stories, we Outlawz on the rise
Jealous niggas I despise, look in my eyes

I bust a trey-trey, buggin and shit
They call it overthuggin and shit
But I was just a younger nigga
Gettin' older and lovin' this shit
But what was I doin' in this place?
To the fakes without a pistol in the first
Facin' termination in the worst
But I figured to play the wall, to watch all these
Playa hatin niggas position for I could see 'em all
Made it up out of there, lucky to be here to tell you
But it'll never be a repeat people I'm tryin' to tell you

Now picture the scenery, I'm thugged out, smokin' greenery
Considered a B.G, but I'm off in this game somethin D-P
My eyes only see D's, that's why I'm young and burnt out
Learned the know how, well how to do now, by eighteen turned out
And why I do it the ridin and smokin'
Collidin' with foes in the worst place
Y'all shouldn'ta f*cked with us, in the first place
Y'all real O.G's, droppin' game to the youngsters
Y'all don't want no funk 'cause
Y'all be the next in the long line of war stories

We tradin' war stories, we Outlawz on the rise
Jealous niggas I despise, look in my eyes

We tradin' war stories, we Outlawz on the rise
Jealous niggas I despise, look in my eyes

I breaks them off with this gangsta war story tale (uh)
Stackin' loot up in the coupe that I protect with a MAC-12 (with a MAC-12)
Slap my clip in the chamber, fool, your life's in danger
No one will remain when I come through dumpin' insane
Call me Bowl of Major Pain, gun-slang and movin' 'caine
I be the nigga that's pullin' the trigger and dumpin' the hollow points in your brain
More bigger balls than RuPaul, Thug Life ain't a ball
We bust that ass up against the wall (up against the wall)
Never been no sign for men call
How we bucks them down on the way to the ground
Ain't nothin' but the hog in me
Bust off his dildo, killin' up hoes and keep mobbin' G
It ain't no callin' the funk off (callin' the funk off)
Rollin' out bustin' my sawed off (sawed off)
Blast they dirty-ass drawers off (draws off)
And had them bitch niggas hauled off

We tradin' war stories, we Outlawz on the rise
Jealous niggas I despise, look in my eyes

We tradin' war stories, we Outlawz on the rise
Jealous niggas I despise, look in my eyes (we tradin' war stories)

My whole family been raised, on shit that ain't okay
Ain't nothin' on this earth will make a nigga like me stay
I'm reminiscin', and catchin' flashbacks
When niggas ran up in my house
And I was too young, to try to blast back
What happened then? No one would tell me since I was three
Heard that God took my peoples, now they livin' somewhere free
But f*ck that, you got what's mines and I want that
Never drop my guard, been on the squad, since ways back
And now I'm sittin', holdin' in anger because my parents missin'
Thuggin' Immortal and got some war stories for you

Now look at me straight Outlaw Immortal
Never gave a f*ck 'cause I was nobody's daughter
Outlawin' from my tits to my clits, don't try to figure
'Cause the murderous tendencies in my mind can't be controlled, nigga
So who's the bigger, who's the quickest killer?
Would you try to trip with my finger on the 9 milla'
When I got you on K-9 force
Prayin' to God as your life goes back and forth

We tradin' war stories, Outlawz on the rise
Jealous niggas I despise, look in my eyes

We tradin' war stories, Outlawz on the rise
Jealous niggas I despise, look in my eyes

We tradin' war stories, Outlawz on the rise
Jealous niggas I despise, look in my eyes

We tradin' war stories, Outlawz on the rise
Jealous niggas I despise, look in my eyes

We tradin' war stories, Outlawz on the rise
Jealous niggas I despise, look in my eyes

We tradin' war stories, Outlawz on the rise
Jealous niggas I despise, look in my eyes

We tradin' war stories, Outlawz on the rise
Jealous niggas I despise, look in my eyes

We tradin' war stories, Outlawz on the rise
Jealous niggas I despise, look in my eyes

We tradin' war stories, Outlawz on the rise
Jealous niggas I despise, look in my eyes

We tradin' war stories, Outlawz on the rise
Jealous niggas I despise, look in my eyes

We tradin' war stories, Outlawz on the rise
Jealous niggas I despise, look in my eyes

We tradin' war stories

War stories, nigga
What players do?
Thug Life, Outlaw Immortalz
Motherf*ckin' 2Pac a.k.a. Makaveli
Can you feel me?
Just so you know
It's on Death Row
My niggas love that shit
Dramacydal in this motherf*cka, hahaha
Yeah, nigga, shout out to my niggas Fatal and Felony
C-Bo, the bald head nut, what?

(You know what time it is)

[Roger Troutman]
California, knows how to party
California (West Coast), knows how to party (Yes, they do)
In the city of L.A. (City of L.A)
In the city of good ol' Watts (Good ol' Watts)
In the city, city of Compton (City of Compton)
We keep it rocking (Keep it rocking)
We keep it rocking

Shake it, shake it, baby, shake, shake it (Shake it, baby)
Shake it, shake it, mama, shake it Cali
Shake, shake it, baby
Shake, shake it, shake, shake it, shake it, Cali

[2Pac]
Out on bail fresh outta jail, California dreaming
Soon as I stepped on the scene, I'm hearing hoochies screaming
Fiending for money and alcohol
The life of a westside playa where cowards die and the strong ball
Only in Cali where we riot not rally to live and die
In L.A., we wearing Chucks not Ballies (That's right)
Dressed in Locs and khaki suits and ride is what we do
Flossing but have caution we collide with other crews
Famous because we throw grams
Worldwide let 'em recognize from Long Beach to Rosecrans
Bumping and grinding like a slow jam, it's west side
So you know the row won't bow down to no man
Say what you say, but give me that bomb beat from Dre
Let me serenade the streets of L.A
From Oakland to Sactown, the Bay Area and back down
Cali is where they put they mack down, give me love

[Roger Troutman]
California, knows how to party
California, knows how to party (C'mon baby)
In the city of L.A. (South Central)
In the city of good ol' Watts (Uh, that's right)
In the city, the city of Compton
We keep it rocking (Keep it rocking)
We keep it rocking
(Ye', ye' Now make it shake)

Shake it, shake it, baby, shake, shake it (Shake it baby)
Shake it, shake it, mama, shake it Cali (Shake it, Cali)
Shake, shake it baby (Shake it, Cali)
Shake, shake it, shake, shake it mama, shake it Cali (Uh, uh, West Coast)

[Dr. Dre & 2Pac]
Uh, yeah, uh, long beach in the house, uh yeah
Oaktown, Oakland definitely in the house
Frisco, Frisco
Hey, you know LA is up in this
Pasadena, where you at?
Yeah, Inglewood, Inglewood always up to no good
Even Hollywood trying to get a piece, baby
Sacramento, Sacramento where ya at? Yeah
Throw it up y'all, throw it up, throw it up
I can't see ya
(California love)
Let's show these fools how we do it on this on that west side
'Cause you and I know it's the best side
Yeah, that's right, west coast, west coast
Uh, California love, California love

[Roger Troutman]
California, knows how to party
California, knows how to party (Where they at, uh)
In the city of L.A. (South Central)
In the city of good ol' Watts (Yeah, yeah)
In the city, the city of Compton (In the city of Compton)
We keep 'em rocking
We keep 'em rocking
Just c'mon, just shake it, baby, baby, baby, shake it, mama, shake it, mama, sha' Cali'
Richter scale talking about a earthquake on the Richter scale-la'
City of Compton, city of Compton where the girls shake their booties
Shake it, mama, shake it, baby, shake, shake it, baby, shake shake it
Computer-puter-puter-puter-puter-puter-puter, Joe, Joe

Change, shit
I guess change is good for any of us
Whatever it take for any of y'all niggas to get up out the hood
Shit, I'm witcha, I ain't mad at cha
Got nothin' but love for ya, do your thing, boy

Yeah, all the homies that I ain't talk to in a while
I'ma send this one out for y'all, kna' mean?
'Cause I ain't mad at cha
Heard y'all tearin' up shit out there, kickin' up dust
Givin' a motherf*ck
Yeah, niggas (mad at cha)
'Cause I ain't mad at cha

Now we was once two niggas of the same kind
Quick to holla at a hoochie with the same line
You was just a little smaller but you still rolled
Got stretched to Y.A. and hit the hood swole
'Member when you had a Jheri Curl, didn't quite learn
On the block, witcha Glock, trippin' off sherm
Collect calls to the till, sayin' how ya changed
Oh, you a Muslim now, no more dope game
Heard you might be comin' home, just got bail
Wanna go to the Mosque, don't wanna chase tail
I seems I lost my little homie, he's a changed man
Hit the pen' and now no sinnin' is the game plan
When I talk about money, all you see is the struggle
When I tell you I'm livin' large, you tell me it's trouble
Congratulations on the weddin', I hope your wife know
She got a playa for life, and that's no bullshittin'
I know we grew apart, you probably don't remember
I used to fiend for your sister, but never went up in her
And I can see us after school, we'd bomb
On the first motherf*cker with the wrong shit on
Now the whole shit's changed, and we don't even kick it
Got a big money scheme, and you ain't even with it
Hmm, knew in my heart you was the same motherf*cker that
Go toe-to-toe when it's time for roll, you got a brother's back
And I can't even trip, 'cause I'm just laughin' at cha
You tryin' hard to maintain, then go 'head
'Cause I ain't mad at cha
(Hmm) (I ain't mad at cha)

I ain't, mad, at cha (I ain't mad at cha)
I ain't, mad, at cha

We used to be like distant cousins, fightin', playin' dozens
Whole neighborhood buzzin', knowin', that we wasn't
Used to catch us on the roof or behind the stairs
I'm gettin' blitzed and I reminisce on all the times we shared
Besides bumpin' and grindin', wasn't nothin' on our mind
In time we learned to live a life of crime
Rewind us back, to a time was much too young to know
I caught a felony lovin' the way the guns blow
And even though we separated, you said that you'd wait
Don't give nobody no coochie while I be locked upstate
I kiss my mama goodbye, and wipe the tears from her lonely eyes
Said I'll return but I gotta fight the fate's arrived
Don't shed a tear, 'cause mama I ain't happy here
I'm through trial, no more smiles, for a couple years
They got me goin' mad, I'm knockin' busters on they backs
In my cell, thinkin, "Hell, I know one day I'll be back"
As soon as I touch down
I told my girl I'll be there, so prepare, to get f*cked down
The homies wanna kick it, but I'm just laughin' at cha
'Cause you's a down-ass bitch, and I ain't mad at cha

I ain't, mad, at cha (I ain't mad at cha)
I ain't, mad, at cha (a true down-ass bitch, and I ain't mad at cha)

Well, guess who's movin' up? This nigga's ballin' now
Bitches be callin' to get it, hookers keep fallin' down
He went from nothin' to lots, ten karats to rock
Went from a nobody nigga to the big, man on the block
He's Mister Local Celebrity, addicted to move a key
Most hated by enemy, escape in the luxury
See, first you was our nigga but you made it, so the choice is made
Now we gotta slay you while you faded, in the younger days
So full of pain while the weapons blaze
Gettin' so high off that bomb, hopin' we make it, to the better days
'Cause crime pays, and in time
You'll find a rhyme'll blaze
You'll feel the fire from the niggas in my younger days
So many changed on me, so many tried to plot
That I keep a Glock beside my head, when will it stop?
'Til God return me to my essence
'Cause even as a adolescent, I refuse to be a convalescent
So many questions, and they ask me if I'm still down
I moved up out of the ghetto, so I ain't real now?
They got so much to say, but I'm just laughin' at cha
You niggas just don't know, but I ain't mad at cha (I)

I ain't, mad at cha (and I ain't mad at cha)
I ain't mad (hell nah I ain't mad at cha) at cha
I ain't, mad at cha (and I ain't mad at cha)
I ain't, mad at cha (I ain't mad at cha)
I ain't, mad at cha, no
I ain't mad at cha

What's ya phone number
Now I could make miracles with pimp hoes.
It's instrumental, waitin' for the nymphos.
That's the intro
Shoot when ya rush me, walked up and touched me.
Why? Do you want to f*ck me?
Just 'cause I'm paid in the worst way? True
Lookin' kind a good in your birthday suit.
I wonder if your wild and ya act shy.
Do you like to be on top or the back side?
Watch me while you lick your lips, shake your hips.
Goddamn, I love that shit.
Yo, let's stop fakin' and be real now.
I got a room and a hard on. Still down?
Met ya standin' at a bar full of black dudes.
Said ya wanna see my scars and my tattoos.
When we head for my hideout, act right.
Boss playa when I ride out, that's right.
What's ya phone number?

If you really wanna f*ck with me, I'm ready uh
Baby, let me give you a call.
How long will it take to break you off?

If you really wanna f*ck with me, I'm ready uh
Hey baby, let me give you a call.
How long will it take to break you off?

Oh shit, baby is a dime piece.
Wanted this fine seat.
Personally rest from the bars
If I seen ya right, now she can get me
Hor didn't wanna talk to me till she see my car.
Never had sex with a rich rap star
Till I got her in the back of my homeboy's car.
Tell me, why do we live this way?
Money over bitches, let me here you say
What's your phone number? Are you alone?
Got a pocket full of rubbers, let's bone
Time for your girlfriend to take you home
I had fun, but baby, gotta leave me alone.
Picture in my rhyme, take time to rewind
These gotten every words I say.
If you open in your mind,
Bet in a minute you'll find it's time, let the Outlaws play.
What's ya phone number.

If you really wanna f*ck with me, I'm ready
Baby, let me give you a call
How long will it take to break you off?

If you really wanna f*ck with me, I'm ready
Baby, let me give you a call.
How long will it take to break you off?

Hello?
Hello? who is this?
Is this Tupac?
This is who?
Is this Tupac?
Yeah, it's Tupac. Who dis?
Hi baby. How are you?
I'm ai'ght. What' up baby?
You don't recognize the voice?
You recognize my voice, huh?
Do you recognize my voice?
Nah, I know you?
Yeah, you know me
I guess you don't recognize me when I'm talkin' on the phone
Where I know you from? Where I know you from?
You just know me, baby.
Where? Talk up I can't barely hear you.
You know me from when we were, you know, intimate.
Oh, we f*cked?
Oh baby, did we ever.
Oh, tell me about it baby
I remember when I put that big dick in my hand and
Stroked it up and down.
Ooh!
Then I put it in my mouth. I f*cked it.
Ooh, you did.
Ooh, I did.
Shit!
F*cked it and f*cked it. Put me in. You came.
Did I come?
Ooh, baby everywhere, everywhere
You don't remember me yet?
I'm starting to get a picture. Why don't you help me out.
What did I do to the pussy baby? What a nigga do to the pussy?
Hmm you rocked it.
Did I?
Yeah, you did.
Did I do some of that Thug Passion?
Mm
Eh, so what cha doin' right now, though?
Me and my finger are gettin' acquainted.
How many you got?
I got ten but only one is workin'.
Oh, well can I come over there?
If you want to feel me
Do I want to?
Do a bear shit in the woods and wipe his ass with a rabbit.
Mm. You gon rock it baby?
Hell yeah, I'm gon rock it baby.
Like you did before?
No dizoubt. You gon feel that Thug Passion for real.
Mm, baby.
I'm on my way though. I'm about to fly over there in a 500.
It ain't gon take but a minute
Eh, light the candles.
Get the baby oil out. Turn all the lights out
Drink a little bit of that shit
I'm on my way baby, I'm gon' knock that pussy to the next week.
Knock it out, baby, knock it out.
I'm gon' knock the taste out yo mouth, girl (ooh knock it out)
Gonna pull your hair, I'm gon' put your legs on your head
I'm a tie you up, blindfold you
And we gon' play which hole feel the best.
You know which hole feel the best.
We fin to see tonight, though.
I'm gon' make you remember me.
Oh, yeah.
Yeah right baby
Oh yeah, you got my dick hard and you know
I can't find the steering shift you got me so f*cked up
I'm playin' with myself and shit.
Baby can I shift your gear?
Ay you can shift all this shift baby for real
Can I shift it from the back
Do a bear shit in the woods and wipe his ass with fluffy a rabbit
Can I shift it in the front?
Hell yeah, ey you know what I wanna do though
Whatch you wanna do?
I wanna f*ck you on the balcony
While you lookin out over L.A.
You know what I mean? Just poundin' that shit from the back
'Cause a motherf*cker hop that shit like I got hydraulics
Fixed in me, you feel me? I be hittin' switches baby
Ooh, I feel you, yes
Hey I'm fin' to come over there
Just wait for me sweetheart, I'm on my way right now
I'll see you later baby, bye
Bye, boo
Yeah, I'm off to get some pussy nigga
Get some pussy