I never have listened to his music but I love this song. It’s like it picks me up when I am trying to get my shit together. I like this version the best.
Thug style out this, motherfucker, niggas, throw ya hands in the air If you got jeep make ya speakers pop I want motherfuckin’ police tryin’ to pull niggas over on this one We takin’ this one to the whole ‘nother level gutter style thug style You feel me, things that we can only do as a real G We ain’t dead yet Verse 1 Hit me, I got my Hennessy find ya foes In a room full of niggas tryin’ to hide ya hoes I’m gettin’ high off buddha ’cause the times be slow I keep my mind on dough you never find me broke And who me? A nigga livin’ life like a G And that artillery keepin’ niggas off of me I can’t sleep livin’ in these wicked times, peep Niggas after me ’cause they see I’m stackin’ G’s and heat You can holler if you want to, please!! I ain’t runnin’ with no punk crew be, bleed!! Enemies and my range is on, you’re in the danger zone My fuckin’ game is strong, now hotline You suckas better find ya mind I got mine From hustlin’ and bustin’ them rhymes To my niggas up in Quentin, down on Rikers Isle Stay rile, but a nigga gotta use his styles Chorus These, niggas don’t know my style Crooked smile, juvenile, was a problem child Try to put me in the cross, but my force was wild Bitch-made ass niggas don’t know my style These, niggas don’t know my style Crooked smile, juvenile, was a problem child Try to put me in the cross, but my force was wild Bitch-made ass niggas don’t know my style Verse 2 I could be wrong but I never got along with cops It’s like they stuck from makin’ niggas duck from Glocks And all the time, my mind’s full of thoughts of ends I’m still rollin’ my bucket but I bought me a Benz (tadow) My fake friends say they love me but I know they lie ‘Cause in the dark see they hearts full of homicide My mama cried when they took me off to jail Only me inside the cell, straight locked up in this hell I hear some sucker screamin’ like the demon’s inside Will ’em away in the mornin’, only the strong survive I cry, but in my own way swallow my pride Pick a reason to hide from all the niggas that die Cemetery full of brothers I buried it’s goin’ down Even now I wonder will I still be around My hometown is the gutter I was born a wild I came up out this dust with my heartless style Chorus These, niggas don’t know my style Crooked smile, juvenile, was a problem child Try to put me in the cross, but my force was wild Bitch-made ass niggas don’t know my style These, niggas don’t know my style Crooked smile, juvenile, was a problem child Try to put me in the cross, but my force was wild Bitch-made ass niggas don’t know my style Verse 3 I remember Uptown, run catch a kiss Listenin’ to Mr. Magic cuttin’ up the hits And even though I had a habit Makin’ words rhyme I was caught up in the madness Juvenile thugs come on I tell the whole story nothin’ but truth Halloween throwin’ eggs from the project roofs And Pete and Lee young G’s with a gift of gab Tryna hook up with the hookers who was quick to stab Remember mama’s cookin’, no school straight hookin’ And tryin’ to get with light skinned ’cause she good lookin’ And jumpin’ over turnstiles ’cause we ain’t payin’ Call the cuties cuss words but we only playin’ I’m prayin’ I can get a buck no luck I had to move around a lot ’cause my moms was stuck I had family but I was way too wild Had to move to the West to regain my style
Used to hate 2pac for his idiot fans but the realist artist who has ever lived. Sent to prison for the crime he didnt commit, stayed calm and kept his cool and declared war on the world. Wish I could do that
I never have listened to his music but I love this song. It’s like it picks me up when I am trying to get my shit together. I like this version the best.
Legend
Fuckin' awesome. Just .. fuckin' .. awesome. Beautiful. We miss you Pac. We love you. ❤️
I BUSTED A NUT LISTENING TO THIS ON REPEAT 🎶
@@Kazpper88 Damn it's been 2 years. Still dope as fuck.
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Peace to the g.o.d.s
mega
Man the Verve have made a song that goes with a lot.
1:44 me at 6 years old about to tell my mom i peed in the bed
Haha that’s the Austrian Version of Tupac 😆
Please, could tell me what movie/movies are in the video? Thanks, Cheers!
Name of films please...
Juice, above the rim and gang related
Movies: Juice, above the rim, gang related, poetic justice
maaaad
do your worst...aka hit me
Thug style out this, motherfucker, niggas, throw ya hands in the air
If you got jeep make ya speakers pop
I want motherfuckin’ police tryin’ to pull niggas over on this one
We takin’ this one to the whole ‘nother level gutter style thug style
You feel me, things that we can only do as a real G
We ain’t dead yet
Verse 1
Hit me, I got my Hennessy find ya foes
In a room full of niggas tryin’ to hide ya hoes
I’m gettin’ high off buddha ’cause the times be slow
I keep my mind on dough you never find me broke
And who me? A nigga livin’ life like a G
And that artillery keepin’ niggas off of me
I can’t sleep livin’ in these wicked times, peep
Niggas after me ’cause they see I’m stackin’ G’s and heat
You can holler if you want to, please!!
I ain’t runnin’ with no punk crew be, bleed!!
Enemies and my range is on, you’re in the danger zone
My fuckin’ game is strong, now hotline
You suckas better find ya mind I got mine
From hustlin’ and bustin’ them rhymes
To my niggas up in Quentin, down on Rikers Isle
Stay rile, but a nigga gotta use his styles
Chorus
These, niggas don’t know my style
Crooked smile, juvenile, was a problem child
Try to put me in the cross, but my force was wild
Bitch-made ass niggas don’t know my style
These, niggas don’t know my style
Crooked smile, juvenile, was a problem child
Try to put me in the cross, but my force was wild
Bitch-made ass niggas don’t know my style
Verse 2
I could be wrong but I never got along with cops
It’s like they stuck from makin’ niggas duck from Glocks
And all the time, my mind’s full of thoughts of ends
I’m still rollin’ my bucket but I bought me a Benz (tadow)
My fake friends say they love me but I know they lie
‘Cause in the dark see they hearts full of homicide
My mama cried when they took me off to jail
Only me inside the cell, straight locked up in this hell
I hear some sucker screamin’ like the demon’s inside
Will ’em away in the mornin’, only the strong survive
I cry, but in my own way swallow my pride
Pick a reason to hide from all the niggas that die
Cemetery full of brothers I buried it’s goin’ down
Even now I wonder will I still be around
My hometown is the gutter I was born a wild
I came up out this dust with my heartless style
Chorus
These, niggas don’t know my style
Crooked smile, juvenile, was a problem child
Try to put me in the cross, but my force was wild
Bitch-made ass niggas don’t know my style
These, niggas don’t know my style
Crooked smile, juvenile, was a problem child
Try to put me in the cross, but my force was wild
Bitch-made ass niggas don’t know my style
Verse 3
I remember Uptown, run catch a kiss
Listenin’ to Mr. Magic cuttin’ up the hits
And even though I had a habit
Makin’ words rhyme I was caught up in the madness
Juvenile thugs come on
I tell the whole story nothin’ but truth
Halloween throwin’ eggs from the project roofs
And Pete and Lee young G’s with a gift of gab
Tryna hook up with the hookers who was quick to stab
Remember mama’s cookin’, no school straight hookin’
And tryin’ to get with light skinned ’cause she good lookin’
And jumpin’ over turnstiles ’cause we ain’t payin’
Call the cuties cuss words but we only playin’
I’m prayin’ I can get a buck no luck
I had to move around a lot ’cause my moms was stuck
I had family but I was way too wild
Had to move to the West to regain my style
Respect!
Thanks for the lyrics!
This videoclip is GOLD
Probably would of been the GOAT if didn't go war against everyone, polluted his mind and lyrics
He is the goat
top shotta muzic bitch
Used to hate 2pac for his idiot fans but the realist artist who has ever lived. Sent to prison for the crime he didnt commit, stayed calm and kept his cool and declared war on the world. Wish I could do that