[2Pac] Young Thugs in this mother er Don t break up the fight
let em rumble Don t make enemies with me I Try to tell these mother ers they ain t see Don t make enemies with me Some say my criminal experience is legendary I do what s necessary Niggas wanna see me burried Worried
if you coming hurried I ain t going down
the world I m a thug Tell em can t nothing stop me but a slug I went from drug dealing to a shot caller From off the block
no longer rock And putting money in my pocket
nationwide baller Bitch nigga I m prepared to die
Before I fry I hit the weed so I be forever high My eyes has seen so much in misery
So before I flee I open fire let the lord pick the first to bleed Bitches don t wanna see me leave
forever thugging Tell em bury me a G on everything I love And the law cause the raw niggas ain t free This picture s clear but we can t see
hahaha This game is jealousy
Don t let em change That s what they keep on telling me
mother the fame I can t sleep cause I keep hearing peeps ? wrapped in my sheets Don t make enemies with me I try to tell these mother ers they ain t see Don t make enemies with me Rather with these other other little Gs Don t make enemies with me
nigga I try to tell these mother ers they ain t see Don t make enemies with me with these other other little Gs Don t make enemies with me [Mutah with K-Dogg in ()] The game is getting deeper with this I couldn t stop
I m reminising And having flashbacks when them niggas came up missing (Wish in my heart
these niggas they ain t have to start Now therefore they gotta see in dark Played the part with heart when we spark they part Running silly through the court) They don t really wanna start (How you wanna do?) Yo K
anyway These mother ers wanna play we can do it all day So I stay (Sipping on my aray to keep my head fine And I m where? Everywhere from here to bedtime) And I squeeze when I say I m coming Straight gunning on enemies if it s really me that they wanting (Cause it ain t nothing
Y all niggas is fronting Do you really want it? niggas dying
) [2Pac] Don t make enemies with me I try to tell these mother ers they ain t see Don t make enemies with me You d rather with these other other little Gs Don t make enemies with me I try to tell these mother ers they ain t see Don t make enemies with me You d rather with these other other little Gs Don t make enemies with me [Big Mal with Yak in ()] Now
we re in 94
Niggas get bust through the do Cup? in a flash sittin on that ass (And rarely fold) Galitter tell em bout that trife shit (You wanna fight? I wanna light shit
you lose your life bitch) bee-yatch! A nigga struggle too hard for what I got hustle (And doubled every ing yard that I cop and stop Hell nah! I coulnd t see it Facing a century in the penatentury but so be it) And Jesus couldn t help me out the state (Prepare for an early date to see my fate at the pearly gate But wait) No time for stalling (But death is calling) You wanna stomp on it somebody s gotta start falling (True
what I do from sun up) is for a come up (Wake up with my gun up) Cause when I sneak that s when they run up (So It s time to spray like Ray And put the freeze on these fake Gs) You know how we do [2Pac] Don t make enemies with me I try to tell these mother ers they ain t see Don t make enemies with me You d rather with these other other little Gs Don t make enemies with me
nigga I try to tell these mother ers they ain t see Don t make enemies with me You d Rather with these other other little Gs Don t make enemies with me What nigga? Young mother ing thugs
let s out do it Don t make enemies with me nigga Y all better with these other niggas And I don t see it Don t make enemies with me Mother ers is fatal nigga I swear by the Gods Don t make enemies with me nigga Niggas gonna see they caskets ing with these s Don t make enemies with me It s for all these mother ers that s swearing to God That they be doing something Don t make enemies with me That they touching something That they being something Y all niggas ain t shit That s on my mama bring the drama
nigga Young Thugs
the drugs These niggas making records
y all niggas best to check it Cause y all gonna get yo tore They tearing patches out you niggas ass All y all niggas
I don t give a who you running with This is thug life nigga
the new generation mother er Young Thugs we chin checking all you junior high school mother ers Y all better feel
don t make enemies with these niggas You better be friendly mother er
I swear to God We running through
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