the bullet In these streets where a man journey With crooked cops and a society who tryin to burn me I'm like a pit in a cage Spittin my shells in a
get the fuck up in it, formulate a caper Cause a nigga straight sufferin from lack of havin paper My bitch fin' to have a bastard, see? So I needs
: [2Pac] Ahh yeah [Down] Yeauhh! [2Pac] It's all about you, one time! [Down] I'ma say it's all about you baby, yeah [2Pac] Haha, for the bitches
: repeat 4X Boom boom boom on your black ass, bitch {*1} {*2} [2Pac] As I run up on em madman, a nutcase with a screw loose A zoot troupe full of foolies
shit, came equipped with a bigger crew I thought these niggaz knew, I'm a crooked nigga too [Eazy] Criminal behaviour.. criminal.. criminal behaviour [2Pac] Crooked [2Pac] Crooked
my piece Thug Life motherfucker gotta me runnin' from the police Nigga, you know that's true Catch a nigga like K-Dog, chillin wit a crew Every damn
: [talking: 2Pac] Hehehe (we can throw it off nigga) 2 niggas about to have a fight, look, look (we can throw it off nigga) (What's up nigga? What's
feds have a warrent fo my ass, fly i won't touch down till i see tijauna, setup a shop sellin them crooked cops marijuana, label me a success,i made
alkaline battery in Royce's back and at the same time put juice in mine? Goddamnit Slaughterhouse is signed SLAUGHTERHOUSE [Verse 2: Crooked I] I'm a
: [2Pac] Get on yo knees nigga, get on yo knees and pray [radio tuning in] [Ja Rule] Em, you claim ya mother's a crackhead and kim is a known slut
stepped on A fist full of bullets a chest full of Teflon Run from the police picture that, nigga I'm too fat I fuck around and catch a asthma attack (*
you wanna nigga to live You know you really can't say that's a blame niggaz Fuck bein' tame, set a flame, tryin' to aim triggaz 2Pac'll spark a revolution
do what I do and stay a crooked nigga too It's all up to you But until then I gotta do what I do and stay a crooked nigga too And maybe then you'll
! [Verse 2: Crooked I] I'm a menace villain, my pen is sitting spilling, my livers killing Then I let you witness shit when it hit the ceiling The niggas
done changed since I became a king I'm a stranger being, rearrangin things Now that I can afford a Range and rings I sit and think, I remember when it became a
doesn't give a shit And they too quick to say goodbye to me They tell me the preacher's there for me He's a crook with a book, that motherfucker never
born Hey nigga talk to your born, talk to your seed nigga Two thousand somethin' somethin' it's a new era A nigga's too real, now see shit too clear
it, formulate a caper Cause a nigga straight sufferin from lack of havin paper My bitch fin' to have a bastard, see? So I needs to hit a lick, drastically