- 2Pac my closest road dog在 歌詞
- 2Pac
- Me and my closest road dogz
To my dog named Musolini
Big Syke, Thug Life baby
The return of the mashers
you know how we do it
Hahaha
Shit half the times we flaunt cause trouble
My closest road dog
It was cool cause I love you
Fuck what they talkin bout
Let me take you back in time
Rewind to eighty-nine
Introduced me to this life of crime
But we was blind
Little nappy-haired juveniles
Livin wild
No smiles on our faces
Thirteen catchin cases
Indeed it was misery
Driven by my own demons
Cause they was killin me
How can I be sure I'll be saved soon?
Catch me dip into the light
Of a stray moon
It's gettin deeper now
Let me get yo' mind right
Fuck yo' enemies
Nigga grip yo' nine tight
Tonight's the night
Murder murder Mr. Lucifer
Pictures of the devil DUCK
When he shoot at cha
It's all political
Runnin from the future
Escapin in the fog
Live yo' life like a hog nigga
Me and my closest road dogz
Every ghetto street got a crosswalk
Let me get to the other side with my road dogz
All roam in the scary place called home
Take a second victim and if they all gone
My closest road dogz
Every ghetto street got a stop sign
Can I trust in you my road dogz on mine
Even when I'm goin through hard times
I still got my closest road dogz
Lookin out for all mine
Haha bring artillery and
ROLL with a nigga
They could never take the soul
Of a M.O.B. soldier nigga
Cowards get rolled up
Mob on 'em Makaveli
Boy youse a boss player
That's what all the bitches tell me
Even if I died now
I live my life eternally and never lie down
Why cry now
Fooled a few but never 'came a gamer
Ain't tryin to hear it
Evil spirits hide at total strangers
Yo' life's in danger
Prepare nigga be aware
Cause we ain't scared
M.O.B. 'til I die
When we ride niggaz disappear
Fill 'em up with pistol smoke
Never forget to blow a hole in his head
For leakin information to the feds
The burnin bed was the tellin sign
Two hired guns bustin everyone
Yellin everybody die
Why the fuck they fuck around
We left 'em in the fog
Bleedin like a stuck hog
Me and my closest road dogz
Every ghetto street got a crosswalk
Let me get to the other side with my road dogz
All roam in the scary place called home
Take a second victim and if they all gone
My closest road dogz
Every ghetto street got a stop sign
Can I trust in you my road dogz on mine
Even when I'm goin through hard times
I still got my closest road dogz
Lookin out for all mine
Fuck they feelings
That's what they get for squealin
That's the pressures of a gangsta
Dangerous this drug dealin
See me in physical form
My niggaz swarm
Take the figure of a circle beatin
Jealous niggaz 'til they purple
Simon Says take they heads homies
and send them phony motherfuckers
To dwell with all they dead homies
Fishin for fake niggaz, observe and shake niggaz
The only way to see six figures, is break niggaz
Me and Musolini set to ride we high
Big Bogart got the alibi if homicide ask us way
Labelled a Capo in the mob as big as the globe
To live and die as a millionaire, on ..
Set to explode, my M.O., is kill them hoes
My pistol's like a disease, my enemies and foes
Get murdered and disposed of, we in the fog
Makaveli the Don, and my closest road dogz
Every ghetto street got a crosswalk
Let me get to the other side with my road dogz
All roam in the scary place called home
Take a second victim and if they all gone
My closest road dogz
Every ghetto street got a stop sign
Can I trust in you my road dogz on mine
Even when I'm goin through hard times
I still got my closest road dogz
Lookin out for all mine
Every ghetto street got a crosswalk
Let me get to the other side with my road dogz
All roam in the scary place called home
Take a second victim and if they all gone
My closest road dogz
Every ghetto street got a stop sign
Can I trust in you my road dogz on mine
Even when I'm goin through hard times
I still got my closest road dogz
Lookin out for all mine
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