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2 Pac
A military mind nigga
A military mind mean money
A criminal grind nigga
A criminal grind mean hustle
You know
We tradin war stories
We outlaws 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
Hair trigga Semi-Automatic Mack 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
Makaveli was my
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 ’nac
In the back, my AR 15
Thuggin till I die
These streets got me cravin for a zine
My lyrics are blueprints to money makin
Fat as that ass that honey shakin
I must stay thuggin and shit
They call it overthuggin and shit
But I was just a youngen 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 war
To watch all these playa hatin niggas position
For I could see em all
Made it up out of there
Lucky to be here
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 greenary
Considered a BG but I’m offering
This game something deeper
My eyes only see these
That’s why I’m definately bugged out
Learned to know how
Well to do now
By 18, turned out
And why I do thee
To rob and smoke and ally my foes in the worst place
Y’all shouldn’t of fucked with us in the first place
Y’all real OG’s(original gangsta) droppin game to the youngsters
Y’all don’t want no fun
Cuz y’all be the next in the long line of
I starts em off with this gansta raw story tale
Stackin loot up in the coup that I protect with a Mack 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? Major Payne
Ya slay and move and gain
I be the nigga pullin the trigga and
Dumpin the hollow points in your brain
Mo bigger balls that RuPaul
Thug Life ain’t a ball
We bust that ass up against a wal
As for men
We bucks em down on the way to the ground
Ain’t nuttin but the hog in me
This stuff is real, dough
Killin the Po’s and keep mobbin, G
With a sawed off
Cuz they dirty as drawers, y’all
And had them bitch niggas hauled off
Mama had me lived and raised on shit that ain’t ok
Ain’t nuttin on this earth will make a nigga like me stay
I’m reminissin and catchin flashbacks when niggas
Ran up in my house and I was too young to try to blast back
What happend then, no one would tell me since I was 3
Heard they got to my peoples
Now they livin somewhere free
But fuck that
You got whats mines and I want that
Never drop my guar
Been on the squa
Since ways back
And now I’m sittin
Holdin in anger because my parents missin
Thuggin and murderin
Got some war stories for ya
Now look at me
Straight Outlaw Immortal
Never gave a fuck cuz I was nobody’s daughter
Outlaw from my tits to my clips
Don’t try to figure cuz the murderous tendencies of my mind
Can be controled, nigga
So who’s the bigger
Who’s the quickest killer
Would ya try to trip with my finger on the 9 milla
When I got cha, ok nine fourths
Prayin to god as your life goes back and forth
War stories, nigga
Heh, heh. Ya playas, too
Thug Life. Outlaw Immortals. Mother fuckin Tupac AKA Makaveli
Can you feel me
Just say never
Say Death Row
My niggas love that shit
Dramacydal in this mother fucker
Heh, heh. Yeah nigga. Shout outs to my niggas Fatal and Felony
See?, ya bald head nut
What
You know what time it is
A military mind mean money
A criminal grind nigga
A criminal grind mean hustle
You know
We tradin war stories
We outlaws 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
Hair trigga Semi-Automatic Mack 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
Makaveli was my
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 ’nac
In the back, my AR 15
Thuggin till I die
These streets got me cravin for a zine
My lyrics are blueprints to money makin
Fat as that ass that honey shakin
I must stay thuggin and shit
They call it overthuggin and shit
But I was just a youngen 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 war
To watch all these playa hatin niggas position
For I could see em all
Made it up out of there
Lucky to be here
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 greenary
Considered a BG but I’m offering
This game something deeper
My eyes only see these
That’s why I’m definately bugged out
Learned to know how
Well to do now
By 18, turned out
And why I do thee
To rob and smoke and ally my foes in the worst place
Y’all shouldn’t of fucked with us in the first place
Y’all real OG’s(original gangsta) droppin game to the youngsters
Y’all don’t want no fun
Cuz y’all be the next in the long line of
I starts em off with this gansta raw story tale
Stackin loot up in the coup that I protect with a Mack 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? Major Payne
Ya slay and move and gain
I be the nigga pullin the trigga and
Dumpin the hollow points in your brain
Mo bigger balls that RuPaul
Thug Life ain’t a ball
We bust that ass up against a wal
As for men
We bucks em down on the way to the ground
Ain’t nuttin but the hog in me
This stuff is real, dough
Killin the Po’s and keep mobbin, G
With a sawed off
Cuz they dirty as drawers, y’all
And had them bitch niggas hauled off
Mama had me lived and raised on shit that ain’t ok
Ain’t nuttin on this earth will make a nigga like me stay
I’m reminissin and catchin flashbacks when niggas
Ran up in my house and I was too young to try to blast back
What happend then, no one would tell me since I was 3
Heard they got to my peoples
Now they livin somewhere free
But fuck that
You got whats mines and I want that
Never drop my guar
Been on the squa
Since ways back
And now I’m sittin
Holdin in anger because my parents missin
Thuggin and murderin
Got some war stories for ya
Now look at me
Straight Outlaw Immortal
Never gave a fuck cuz I was nobody’s daughter
Outlaw from my tits to my clips
Don’t try to figure cuz the murderous tendencies of my mind
Can be controled, nigga
So who’s the bigger
Who’s the quickest killer
Would ya try to trip with my finger on the 9 milla
When I got cha, ok nine fourths
Prayin to god as your life goes back and forth
War stories, nigga
Heh, heh. Ya playas, too
Thug Life. Outlaw Immortals. Mother fuckin Tupac AKA Makaveli
Can you feel me
Just say never
Say Death Row
My niggas love that shit
Dramacydal in this mother fucker
Heh, heh. Yeah nigga. Shout outs to my niggas Fatal and Felony
See?, ya bald head nut
What
You know what time it is
