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shakur - kind of nigga lyrics

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[intro: mozzy & shakur]
yeah, grimey 90’s still the mob n-gga
talkin’ ’bout it, shakur, what it is homie?
what the f-ck’s up?
you know we finna f-ck sh-t up, uh-huh
gangland, oh tino, what the f-ck’s up?
poetic justice
tell me what kind of n-gga is you?

[verse 1: shakur]
man these n-ggas like december, they be chillin’ for real
i’ma slider, with the screwdriver, pull a driller for real
’bout that cash, gang gon’ spazz to protect the check
they’ll f-ck you over with this magnum like protected s-x
i never underestimate the opp, we neck and neck
i’m in demand, i don’t dance, i one-two step with the pack
n-ggas be mad without a bag, like b-tch you sad grieving
i’m the type of n-gga where every month it’s a trap season
i break ’em down and serve ’em all to nephew and nieces
last summer i made thirty bands off of crack pieces
if looks could k!ll a boy i’ll be dead now
but looks could turn a n-gga state or turn him fed bound
and let a n-gga sn-tch my chain, i see red now
sick them dogs, buy me on your top, that’s a headbound
i inspire the real, and we hired for k!ll
i’m in the field, these n-ggas don’t want no smoke like a fire drill

[chorus: shakur]
tell me what kind of n-gga is you?
i done seen ’em short, i done seen ’em tall
i done seen ’em ball, i done seen ’em fall
i done seen ’em p-ssy, i done seen ’em dog
i done seen ’em polished, i done seen ’em flawed
regardless of ’em all, what kind of n-gga is you?
we gon’ separate the fake from the truth
regardless of ’em all, what kind of n-gga is you?

[verse 2: mozzy]
the yeek on me, the streets know me for being active
gangland landlord, my jurisdiction brackin’
they know what’s happenin’, ain’t no lackin’, n-gga try and live
attemped murder ain’t no murder, baby try again
i’m slidin’ benz, f&n inside the l, tuck it
the elroys take me in, post my bail for me
they threw an m in my account, that sh-t felt lovely
she know i’m rich and with the sh-t, that’s why she fell for me
i fell off and doubled back like it was nothin’ major
the homies hatin’, it ain’t nathan, that sh-t come with paper
since you a gangster, why it’s never one inside the chamber?
they pulled the plug on lil bruh, i owe that boy a favor
i’m like the man in my city, keep the k!llers fed
them neck shots and head shots will paint the ceiling red
pull up on his mama house while n-ggas still in bed
i put you on when you was broke, you n-ggas still in debt

[chorus: shakur]
tell me what kind of n-gga is you?
i done seen ’em short, i done seen ’em tall
i done seen ’em ball, i done seen ’em fall
i done seen ’em p-ssy, i done seen ’em dog
i done seen ’em polished, i done seen ’em flawed
regardless of ’em all, what kind of n-gga is you?
we gon’ separate the fake from the truth
regardless of ’em all, what kind of n-gga is you?

[verse 3: shakur]
now we gon’ keep this sh-t kosher
i made my life pleasant, i ain’t a peasant, but i hang with the vultures
you gotta soak up everything that the gang taught you
i’m that type of n-gga who ain’t tryna argue
and if i gotta up this b-tch then i’ma spark you
f-ckin’ with the wrong b-tch, get your motherf-ckin’ heart chewed
school of hard knocks will make a n-gga learn you
like an irritating rash, i’m itching to burn you
ain’t turning down, no turn-arounds, i’m itchin’ to turn you
when it get dark n-ggas scatter like they obeying curfew
i just put this d-ck up in her and i ain’t give her nothing
you beefing ’bout a b-tch then you a tender chicken nugget
pockets gang banging, sockets full of cousins
so much envy in these n-ggas, you either hate it or love it
like f-ck it, i inspire the real, and we hired for k!ll
i’m in the field, these n-ggas don’t want no smoke like a fire drill

[chorus: shakur]
tell me what kind of n-gga is you?
i done seen ’em short, i done seen ’em tall
i done seen ’em ball, i done seen ’em fall
i done seen ’em p-ssy, i done seen ’em dog
i done seen ’em polished, i done seen ’em flawed
regardless of ’em all, what kind of n-gga is you?
we gon’ separate the fake from the truth
regardless of ’em all, what kind of n-gga is you?



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