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2pac - a crooked nigga too lyrics

[intro]
yeah n-gg-
yo pac (that’s right)
yo, i heard you got beat up by the police
got a big fat lawsuit and everything (yeah)
n-gg-z just wanna know if your still gonna be on some crooked -ss n-gg- sh-t

[2pac verse 1]
please tell me what’s a n-gg- to do and it’s true
ain’t nuttin’ new so i do what i can to get through
now first they had me trapped and now i’m p-ssed
a loaded ak47 layin on my hips so don’t trip
one motherf-cker from the underground
and big stretch buckin’ n-gg-z if they f-ck around
yo, why ya’ll got beef with police?
ain’t that a b-tch them motherf-ckers gotta beef with me
they make it hard for me to sleep
i wake up at the slightest peep and my sheets are 3 feet deep
i guess it’s hard for you to see
but now i’m pointin the finger at police instead of motherf-ckers blamin’ me
i got the right to bear a pistol
and when them punk motherf-ckers get to trippin’ i got sh-t too
and maybe then you’ll see the truth
but until then i gotta do what i do and stay a crooked n-gg- too

[chorus]
it’s all up to you
but until then i gotta do what i do and stay a crooked n-gg- too
and maybe then you’ll see the truth (awwwwww)
but until then i gotta do what i do and stay a crooked n-gg- too
it’s all up to you
but until then i gotta do what i do and stay a crooked n-gg- too
and maybe then you’ll see the truth (awwwwww) oooh!
you can’t f-ck with the crew, a crooked n-gg- too

[2pac verse 2]
you know you really can’t say that you blame n-gg-z
f-ck bein’ tame, set a flame, tryin’ to aim triggaz
2pac’ll spark a revolution, f-ck the const-tution
i want my bucks for rest-tution
this time you got a bigger problem
time to face the n-gg-s from south central, oakland, brooklyn and harlem
and we ain’t shootin’ at eachother (f-ck no), that’s a motherf-ckin’ brother
so save two, run for cover
and other b-tches from the clan
come feel the wrath of a black man that doesn’t smoke crack and
i don’t drink st. ides (f-ck that!)
genuine draft ganja ganja and my f-ckin’ tec-9
they know their scared to see us sober (awwwww)
cobra – and n-gg-z will take the world over
it’s all up to you (up to you) blame the korean (f-ck that)
i’ll be a crooked n-gg- too

[2pac verse 3]
pardon me, ?? has been god and try me
i’ll be d-mned if i die come look at the rage in my eyes g
they got my homies in a jail cell
now it’s the rebel and the devil and one of us is goin’ to h-ll
i got the whole place covered with loc’ed out brothers
and nothing but love for eachother
so motherf-cker make a motion
i give a f-ck, slice you up, and throw your -ss in the ocean
temperatures drop
see it’s cool to shoot a n-gg- but they hate it when we pop the cops
that’s when they gettin’ petrol
you better watch your step or you’ll be left on deathrow
but i learned to look ahead of me
stay strapped, watch your back, keep your eyes on the enemy
we blowin’ up precincts and oooohhhh you can’t f-ck with the crew
a crooked n-gg- too

- 2pac lyrics

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