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2pac – ain’t no fun (if the homies can’t have none) (live 1996) lyrics

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[spoken word intro: snoop dogg]
what we missin’? y’all don’t know what we missin’?
what we missin’?
pooh, hit ’em in they head
yeah, yeah
(give it up, it’s a party in this motherf-cker)
(it’s a party in this motherf-cker)
it’s a party y’all
wave your hands from side to side, c’mon
to the left, to the right
wave your hands from side to side
to the left, to the right

[verse 1: nate dogg]
when i met you last night, baby
before you opened up your gap
i had respect for you lady
but now i take it all back
(’cause yous a trick–ss b-tch)
’cause you gave me all your p-ssy
and you even l!cked my b-lls
leave your number on the cabinet
and i promise baby, i’ll give you a call (maybe)
next time i’m feeling kinda h-rny (biatch)
you can come on over (ya know, ya know)
and i’ll break you off (everybody, everybody, c’mon)
and if you can’t f-ck that day baby (sing that sh-t)
just lay back and open your mouth
(throw it up y’all, throw it up y’all, ain’t no fun if my homies can’t have none, throw i up)
cause i have never met a girl
that i love in the whole wide world
(oh sh-t, kurupt the king)

[verse 2: kurupt]
well if kurupt gave a f-ck about a b-tch i’d always be broke
i’d never have no motherf-cking (indo to smoke)
i gets loc’ed and loony
b-tch you can’t do me
do we look like bbd, you hoochie groupie
i have no love for hoes
that’s something that i learned in tha pound
so how the f-ck am i supposed
to pay this ho just to lay this ho
i know the p-ssy’s mine
so i’mma f-ck a couple more times
and then i’m through with it
there’s nothing else to do with it
p-ss it to the homie, now you hit it
cause she ain’t nothing but a b-tch to me
and y’all know that b-tches ain’t sh-t to me
i gives a f-ck
why don’t y’all pay attention
approach her with a different proposition
i’m kurupt hoe
you’ll never be my only one, trick -ss b-tch

[chorus]
it ain’t no fun if the homies can’t have none
(c’mon, everybody sing that sh-t)
it ain’t no fun if the homies can’t have none
(up top, it don’t stop)
it ain’t no fun if the homies can’t have none
(c’mon, sing that sh-t)
it ain’t no fun if the homies can’t have none
(i can’t hear you, sing it)

[verse 3: snoop dogg]
guess who back in the motherf-cking house
with a fat d-ck for your motherf-cking mouth
hoes recognize, n-ggas do too
cause when b-tches get scandalous and pull a voodoo
what you gon’ do?
you really don’t know
so i’d advise you not to trust that hoe
silly of me to fall in love with a b-tch
knowing d-mn well i’m too caught up with my grip
now as the sun rotates and my game grows bigger
how many b-tches wanna f-ck this n-gga named snoop
doggy, i’m all the above
i’m too swift on my toes to get caught up with you hoes
but see it ain’t no fun
if my homies can’t get a taste of it
cause you know i don’t love it

[outro]
uh, uh
i just don’t love it man
i don’t love it
never did, boo-boo