tupac shakur - something wicked lyrics
suddenly i see some n-gg-z
that i don’t like, got him
a smokin’ -ss n-gg- robbed me blind
i got a tech nine now his smokin -ss is mine
i guess, i felt sorry for the b-st-rd, he was broke
i didn’t know he smoked, so i didn’t watch him close
he caught me on the sneak tip, now the punk’s in deep sh-t
catch him on the streets, i’ma bring him to his feet, quick
p-ss the clip, i think i see him comin’ now
f-ck the bullsh-t, posse deep and let’s run him down
gots to be the first one to hit ya when we meet
comin’ quickly up the streets is the punk -ss police
the first one jumped out and said, “freeze”
i popped him in his knees and shot him, punk, please
’cause cops should mind they business when we rush
now you’re pleadin’ like a b-tch ’cause you don’t know how to hush
now back to the smoker that robbed me
i tell you like latifah, motherf-cker, give me body
one to the chest, another to his f-ckin’ dome
now the sh-t can rest, yo, tell him to leave me the f-ck alone
two very bl–dy bodies on the streets
a nosey -ss cop and a n-gg- that robbed from me
run from your backup punk, how you figure?
my finger’s on the trigger for you crooked -ss n-gg-z
crooked -ss n-gg-z
criminal behavior
criminal, criminal behavior
suddenly i see cri, cri, criminal
now listen to the mack of the crooked n-gg- trade
with the fine criminal mind, cold rips like a blade
it’s already quick steppin’ to the n-gg-z with the props
and any motherf-cker with the flim-flam drops to the knot
ten o’clock is a motherf-ckin’ gank move
stretch is uptown, clockin’ weight the sh-t is real smooth
a n-gg-‘s tryin’ to play me like he know me but he don’t
sittin’ on ten keys, i’ma get him, think i won’t?
my n-gg- 2pac got the f-ckin’ glock c-cked and he’s ready
when the kid didn’t even bring the weight bag
instead he welcomed us into his apartment
oh, this even better, two to the head
he’s dead a clean get away, n-gg-z got paid
and yet another sleepin’ -ss n-gg- got slayed, word up
by a crooked motherf-cker named stretch
and the t u p a c, the police can’t catch
the crooked -ss n-gg-z, criminal behavior
yeah, ya don’t stop, crooked -ss n-gg-z
criminal, criminal behavior
suddenly i see, some n-gg-z that i don’t like
now i could be a crooked n-gg- too when i’m rollin’
with my crew, watch what crooked n-gg-z, do
i got a nine millimeter glock pistol
i’m ready to get witcha at the drop of a whistle
so make your move and act like you wanna flip
i fire thirteen shots and pop another clip
i bring luck, my glock’s like a f-ckin’ mop
the more i shot, the more motherf-ckers dropped
and even cops got shot when they rolled up
best to bring a knot or get popped, i’m a soldier
i ain’t the type to fetch ya, ask stretch, he’s my witness
smoke ’til i’m blitzed, f-ck a motherf-ckin’ p-ss test
i’m trigger happy, try to ‘tack me and i’ll drop you quick
long as i got a clip i got some sh-t to hit ’em with
the n-gg- killer i get iller when the sh-t gets thick
my brain flips, i start thinkin’ like a lunatic
i rip sh-t, came equipped with a bigger crew
i thought these n-gg-z knew, i’m a crooked n-gg- too
criminal behavior
criminal, criminal behavior
crooked
crooked -ss n-gg-z come in all shapes and sizes
they wear disguises, backstabbin’s what they specialize in
they’ll try to getcha, they’ll sweatcha to get in the picture
and then they hitcha, son of a b-tch, now he’s richer, crooked -ss n-gg-
criminal behavior, criminal, criminal behavior
suddenly i see some n-gg-z that i don’t like
criminal behavior, criminal, criminal
crim, crim, criminal behavior
criminal behavior, criminal behavior
suddenly i see, some n-gg-z that i don’t like
suddenly i see, some n-gg-z that i don’t like
suddenly i see, some n-gg-z that i don’t like
criminal behavior, criminal, criminal
crim, crim, criminal behavior
criminal beha, crima, crima, crima
crim, crim, criminal behavior, criminal behavior
suddenly i see, some n-gg-z that i don’t like
got him
suddenly i see, some n-gg-z that i don’t like
got him
suddenly i see, some n-gg-z that i don’t like
got him
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