tupac shakur - fuckin wit the wrong nigga lyrics
ha ha, n-gg-s
f-cking with the wrong n-gg-
my seductive introduction
be specific, still elusive
but exclusives what i give you when i kick it
and i’m still lifted
n-gg-s can’t get with mr.wicked
picture me flipping
my adversaries getting the d-ck swiftly
n-gg-s is swinging wild but they styles miss me
you can bring that b-tch with your whole click
and still get treated sh-tty
business never personal, i’m up before the sun come up
i’m tired
just a ghetto star
a drop-top double r is what i’m riding
n-gg- if you was half the man your b-tch was
bring your artillery
when you come for me cause we sick thugs
no hesitation when i pull and blast
cuz syke was busting
plus bo had em ducking screaming get they cash
so…
so now i got the law on me
my phones tapped, so i had to send word through my little homies
tell them n-gg-s just be here when they pull the trigger
sh-t
this is what you get, for f-cking with the wrong n-gg-
this is what you get when your
f-cking with the wrong n-gg-
ha ha, yeah n-gg-
peep
before i lay me down to sleep, i pray
and thank the lord for giving me another fruitful day
i wanna be a peaceful man, but still
when n-gg-s come for me, all i can see is getting em killed
for real, it’s how i feel
perfect my thoughts flowing on these reels
make my enemies deal with my steel, they caps peel
we still cool, but you played yourself
give em the mack and make em spray yourself
hey
falling legends, clutching chrome 3-5-7
putting two bullets to they dome
wanted to die in heaven
while calling shots n-body real as clear its me
ain’t trying to help the feds get a case for conspiracy
murder my foes, get disposed of
we all homies till the death
so my true n-gg-s show me love
god forgive me for my lifestyle
a negative figure
but why they f-cking with the wrong n-gg-?
you know, its like …
why you f-cking with the wrong n-gg-?
i was raised by thugs
schooled by killers
learned my mathematic skills from real drug dealers
tried to rise but they tried me
i guess they all had to die cause we tried peace
i die on these streets
blast till they recognize
still do or die
all my n-gg-s getting high watching time fly
best strategize on a way to profit
best organize how you ride so they can’t stop it
then keep it popping a lot of busters wanna see me fall
i f-cked your b-tch and now this new sh-t gon’ fade em all
my n-gg-s ball, made a call for some backup
the little homies and my dogs in a black truck
buck buck was the sound
as they gats burst
no need for ambulance
baby bring the black he-rs-
shoulda never f-cked around buster
how you figure making moves on the wrong n-gg-?
this what it sounds like
bing, bing, bing
when you f-cking with the wrong n-gg-
n-gg-s getting hit when they f-cking with the wrong n-gg-
f-cking with the wrong n-gg-
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