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- 2Pac F*** Em All 歌詞
- 2Pac
- You a what
Bad boy Killaz
Thats right bitch f**k em all
Hahaha yeah nigga f**k em all
F**k all you muthaf* *kers
Ay yo biggie put your hands up
Now I can make it happen
My rappin is similar to muthaf**kers
When they scrappin
Blast and watch em back up
Notorious biggie killer
Affiliation with death row
Niggaz get their caps pealed back
Fool this the west coast
F**k a misdemeanor Im raising hell like felonies
Mr Makaveli straight outta jail to sellin these
Intoxicated we duplicated but never faded
Now that we made it my adversaries is player hatin
Got a Mercedes for these tricks
That thought I quit
Then got a drop top jag for these bitches thats on my dick
Go to a club in a pack
Im smokin bud in the back
I wait for niggaz to trip
Cause bitch I love to scrap
Now mama raised me as a thug nigga
With love niggaz
Im a millionaire started as a drug dealer
I went from rocks to zines
Writing raps and movies
I went from trustin these tricks now they all want to sue me
So f**k em all
Thats right bitch f**k em all
Come put your hands up in the air its a middle finger affair yeah
Thats right bitch f* *k em all
Now could you picture my criminal status at its f**kin peak
Even the baddest be getting murdered in they seats
Im addicted to these streets
Like crack is to these creeps
Seein visions of a prison
Wake up screamin in my sleep
Is there a heaven in this hell
A possibility of livin well
But if they killin me
I get my stripes and whose to tell
Choosing to sell
Id rather die and be deceased
World mob figga addicted to these f**king streets
Now put your muthaf**king hands up
If youse a rider ride
Niggaz aint killers
So they hidin
Why
F**k em all touch em all
Thats the way that we do it
Ride up hop the f**k out watch that bitch nigga lose it
Man Im as strong as this game
Yall be knowing my name
A young high strung thug nigga
Created by pain
Livin my life in the fast lane
Gettin f**ked by the past
Got my mind on my cash and my next piece of ass
So f**k em all
Thats right bitch f**k em all
Come put your hands up in the air
Its a middle finger affair yeah
Thats right bitch f**k em all
I do my girl all by my lonely
Dont need no phony homey to call me
Thats right bitch f** k em all
Back off I hit at everyone of you homies so dont get comfortable
Thats right bitch f**k em all
Nigga we Outlaw ridahz dont give a f**k if ya love
I got glad bags with enemies
Cut up so they remember me
Soaked up in Hennessey
So they relatives know its me
You can bet your last dollar
Ill dick em and holla
Ridin these hoochies
Like they some heavy ass Chevy impalas
Jump up and get your ass shot up
For the profit pick my glock up
Im bustin in self defense ya see
Poppin nobody got em
Holla Outlaw riders
Mash up on the gas pedal
Vacate the scene
Count the cash and stash the precious metal
Here come the coppers
The swat team and the helicopters
Them crackers is crazy
Why
Cause theyll never stop us
I watch Arnold Swarchzenegger
Bust some body in the movie
Now I want to do it too
Ohh ohh niggaz is too through
True to the game
I claim Outlaw riders
We give a f** k what they try
Cause Young Noble behind it
Can you picture me stickin niggaz for they watch and chain
Kick back lil nigga
And watch the game
Get your mobb rocked and what- not
We keep it poppin like a drug spot
The streets know whats hot
Call me baby Malcolm X with the teks
Shower some slugs on em
Ive got a brother dont rest
And he keep some drugs on him
Always in grind mood
Hustle to find food
Ever seen faces of death
Thats what my nine do
On my money
And my money on my mind
With my back against the wall
Like Im runnin outta time
Even rap with a gat
I must be goin out my mind
Like Im up against the world
This guerilla team of mine
Screamin
Thug Life Bitch f**k em all
And die for em
Even if them the last nigga left Ima ride for em
Feel me
Until they kill me thats how Im rollin
F**k em all
Let them die
That's my slogan
F**k em all
Thats right bitch f**k em all
Come put your hands up in the air
Its a middle finger affair yeah
Thats right bitch f**k em all
I do my girl up by my lonely
Dont need no phony homey to call me
Thats right bitch f**k em all
Back off I hit at everyone of you homies so dont get comfortable
Thats right bitch f**k em all
Nigga we Outlaw ridahz dont give a f**k if ya love us we thuggin
Thats right bitch f**k em all
Thats right bitch f**k em all
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