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2pac – 2pac – when we ride (1) lyrics


outlaw immortalz
bow down to somethin’ greater than yourself trick
individuals capable of enormous
amounts of chin checks and eye swolls, they know

you watchin’ but you ain’t seein’ what lies before you, beatch
picture if you will seven deadly human beings
blessed with the gift of speech
the power to reach each n-gg- on every street

may the heavenly father look down and be proud
of what transpired since the day the seed was planted
the g-grew but we knew he’d rise up quick
smoked out, loc’ed out, all into sh-t
just me and my dogs livin’ like hogs

outlaw immortalz
what follows is the story, what proceeded was the glue
what lies between is the fiction
don’t f-ck around and make it true

my adversaries crumble when we rumble it’s a catastrophe
i pull revenge on b-tch n-gg-z that blasted me
plus my alias is makaveli
a loaded three-fifty-seven with hollow points to a n-gg- belly

bust him to see if he bleed, he shoulda never f-cked around
with a sick–ss n-gg- like me
they call my name out and n-gg-z run, best be prepared
for the outlawz, here we come

they call me hussein fatal, it’s a two game table
i’m robbin’ ya n-gg-z cradle wit a knife in your navel
rap-related criminally activated and evil
i wouldn’t wanna be you behind my f-ckin’ desert eagle

till the end, i’m tellin’ all friends and enemies
you see what i got to make you freeze
to touch me you need ten of these
complete most, wanted on the streets of the east coast
young gunz fire and n-gg-z bleed, i see mo

i be shinin’ like white diamonds and crystal, glistenin’ holdin’ pistols
the mission’s simple, fold up and roll up dead presidentials
sew up all the potential, million, billion dollar baller potential
sort it, oughta call on a n-gg- i’ll be sure to get you

take cash bro, fast yo, for my kastro
blast and i’ma last yo past all these gl-ss joes
and -ssholes who claim, like they be runnin’ thangs
i be gunnin’ those same n-gg-z runnin’ late, to their fate

my alias is motherf-ckin’ napoleon, and i’d rather be
robbin’ again before these motherf-ckers leave me sufferin’
but the sh-t ain’t nothin’, and i got no time for no bluffin’
befo’ a n-gg- finish with puttin’ in work i betta end up with somethin’

i think these n-gg-z got the game f-cked up
if they don’t believe, that a young n-gg- like me, would bust, boo ya
perhaps it’s a must, i’m facin cases, f-ck probation
is what i’m screamin’ when these money hungry cops be chasin’

thug n-gg- till we die, no mercy
on these playa hatin’ b-tches, ask me why, when we ride
thug n-gg- till we die, no mercy
on these playa hatin’ b-tches, ask me why, when we ride

it’s the imperial serial killer, alias mussolini
mentally unstable g status, so you can’t see me
drug warlord, riding concorde jets
rag vette’s, shakin’ b-tches and snitches and trippin’ on sets

ingle-watts banger, keepin one in the chamber
for the anger that i build inside, when it’s time to ride
suicidal thoughts lurk f-ckin no end to revenge
f-ck any, my alias mussolini

they call me idi, from the side of seedy
young n-gg- greedy, so i’m runnin’ up on these n-gg-z easy
it ain’t nuttin’, ‘coz if they wantin’ somethin’, so i’ma commence
to dumpin’ stomp down and struck up while my beat is b-mpin’

thuggin’ to my f-ckin’ last nut, with lo-pole and kastro
who you thought was on that -sshole, don’t ask though
outlaw immortalz doin’ this dit-nirt on the sli-zow
ain’t no chance to hide when we ride

my alias khadafi, trump tight so feds can’t copy
six-three and c-cky quick to hit your b-tch if she drop me
severely addicted to livin’ like a f-ckin’ felon
while beefin’ with rookie cops the cookie rocks a n-gg- sellin’

since a short i been livin’ life defiant, nickel plated chrome
got this baby capone lookin’ like a giant, and i ain’t lyin’
it’s like it’s me against myself with all these
backstabbin’ snakes grabbin’ at my f-ckin’ wealth

mo khomeini goes terrorist, mad man killer
the bottom of the river where the body lays and shivers
i’m that n-gg- with the fifty cap pouch, with the murderous stacks
that increase, while these motherf-ckers eat beef

it’s been a long road, a lot of episodes
and as the glock loads, i gotta teach hoes
reach hoes, make ’em feel a n-gg- when i’m mashin’
now i’m surp-ssin’ any -ss-ssin

thug n-gg- till we die, no mercy
on these playa hatin’ b-tches, ask me why when we ride
thug n-gg- till we die, no mercy
on these playa hatin’ b-tches, ask me why when we ride

thug n-gg- till we die, no mercy
on these playa hatin’ b-tches, ask me why when we ride
thug n-gg- till we die, no mercy
on these playa hatin’ b-tches, ask me why when we ride

outlaw immortalz baby
y’all n-gg-z can’t fade this ol crazy sh-t
makaveli, hussein, kastro, khadafi, mussolini
amin, naploleon, khomani, what y’all really wanna do?
like them n-gg-z said “what would you do?
if you could f-ck with me and my crew”

thug life, yeah n-gg-
flashin’ on n-gg-z thug life right? this year we thug life
we outlaw immortalz
we die n-gg-, but we multiply, we like legends n-gg-
like i’ll make you famous motherf-cker

i’m talkin’ about newsweek
and time magazine and all that ol good sh-t
my n-gg-s make the papers baby
my n-gg-s make the front page