dj chop up - 2pac - f**k you lyrics
[hook x2: dj chop up as 2pac]
f-ck these n-gg-s
f-ck these hoes
f-ck these n-gg-s
f-ck these hoes
if you don’t like it then f-ck ya
you don’t like it? then f-ck ya
you don’t like it? then f-ck ya
you don’t like it? then f-ck ya
[verse 1: 2pac]
it’s like i tell my n-gg-s, keep your eyes on these b-tches
they love to g a n-gg- young dumb and gettin’ riches
what the f-ck you think a trick is, n-gg-?
n-gg- is thinkin with his d-ck
and then get tricked out all his riches by a — b-tch!
i’m here to school you to the rules of the game, it’ll cost ya
think you all that ole’ just ’cause she let a n-gg- toss her
it’s like a motherf-ckin’ privilege
so don’t give up your conversation, give that b-tch your 7 digits
when she call ya, ask that tramp what’s up
and if she hesitate n-gg- hang up, worrrd up
and let that b-tch meditate to the dial tone
and call me when you’re ready to bone, and it’s on
a motherf-ckin’ mack tonight
stay back, stay strapped cause my raps is tight
you f-ckin’ punks, i hate you snitches
went against the grain and the game to be fake -ss b-tches
[hook x2: dj chop up as 2pac]
f-ck these n-gg-s
f-ck these hoes
f-ck these n-gg-s
f-ck these hoes
if you don’t like it then f-ck ya
you don’t like it? then f-ck ya
you don’t like it? then f-ck ya
you don’t like it? then f-ck ya
[verse 3: 2pac]
time to show these bustas who’s boss
run up on a real motherf-cker and get tossed
the game is deep, and thicker than a motherf-ckin’ jimmy
broke hoes runnin’ round yellin’ “gimme!”
i can’t stand it, hoes talkin’ bout they got a man
sh-t all i wanted her to do is suck my d-ck
so how about hittin’ a motherf-cker on my pager
busy now b-tch but you can give me the p-ssy later
fly how i fade her, played her like a game of sega
f-ckin’ with the player that done made her, huh
and i ain’t sleepin’ caught you creepin’ for my money
got the d-ck and now you get the pistol honey (b-tch)
so get the bozack, knockin’ hoes back, keep my dough stacked
so where the motherf-ckin’ hoes at?
punk n-gg-s can’t fade the mack, livin’ fat
gettin’ paid to rap, it’s like that, you motherf-ckin’ b-tches
[hook x2: dj chop up as 2pac]
f-ck these n-gg-s
f-ck these hoes
f-ck these n-gg-s
f-ck these hoes
if you don’t like it then f-ck ya
you don’t like it? then f-ck ya
you don’t like it? then f-ck ya
you don’t like it? then f-ck ya
[outro: 2pac]
god d-mn!
i meant this in the nicest way possible, man, you know, i mean.. uh..
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