2Pac talking:

                    nigga battlin' niggas three times my size"



                    

                    watch this uppercut, here it come... watch the jab nigga.. ugh

                    here it come, look out, watch my arms

                    Verse 1 - 2pac

                    Lets see so many motherfuckers wanna take a piece



                      comin' equipped with some shit niggas just cant believe



                      i pull a trick from my sleeve now kamikazee



                      i'm all over that nigga, come identify the body



                      my middle finger to you hoe niggas



                      run up on me, and ill be forced to let it go nigga



                      i aint the one you wanna try, why, stayin high



                      i hit the blunt an watch these motherfuckers die



                      whose runnin the streets i sell that cocaine



                      cause in the the dope game, niggas'll die 'fore they go broke mayne



                      another hustler makin' major cash



                      'til the punk police come raid your ass



                      now you stressed doin' fed time, and its a bitch



                      cause the judge gave you 8 years, you doin 6



                      and we know that you can't hang, you a trick



                      rolled over turned snitch like a biatchhhh



                    

                     [ Chorus ] 



                      now you know you shoulda ducked nigga



                    gotchu fallin from the uppercut, fucked, so whats up nigga

                    now you know you shoulda ducked nigga



                      gotchu fallin' from this uppercut, stuck, so whats up nigga



                    

                    Verse 2 - 2pac

                    They got a nigga in the dice game, i'm feelin' lucky



                      but the nigga's just a little bigger, he tryna fuck me



                      out my cash, imma blast nigga, he don't know



                      i gotta tell ya like the last nigga, gotta go



                      No need to run for the trunk, i get em' up



                      left or right, my uppercut'll hit em' up (ha)



                      i'm known to walk the streets on any block



                      i love my niggas, but i aint puttin down my glock



                      the gun shots rang when i lose nigga, and ooh nigga



                      imma show you not to ever play a true nigga (haha)



                      lay it down just to prove it



                      and fuck the rappin motherfucker we can do this

                    [ Chorus ] 



                      now you know you shoulda ducked nigga



                    gotchu fallin from the uppercut, fucked, so whats up nigga

                    now you know you shoulda ducked nigga



                      gotchu fallin' from this uppercut, stuck, so whats up nigga



                    

                    Verse 3 - Outlawz (EDI & Young Noble)

                    They claim that we violent, we named after tyrants



                      this revolution wont be televised, we keep it silent (shh)



                      roll on our enemies, beat em' at they own game



                      molotov cocktails, releasing up in flames



                      tired of bein' stepped on, sick of bein' held back



                      lookin' through my rear view, thinkin' bout the pay back



                      wanna see my kids grow dont know if imma make it though



                      one more nigga came up short in the ghetto



                      society lied to me so im strapped with the metal



                      push ya middle finger up nigga if you a rebel



                      have ya face down goin in ya pockets if ya let em



                      i done lost too many homies for me to ever forget em



                      i done made so many mistakes but still i dont regret em



                      im a product of the pimp, the pusher, and the reverend



                      im a product of the block, the fiends, and the felons



                      we all lost souls tryina find our way to heaven



                    

                    [ Chorus ] 



                      now you know you shoulda ducked nigga



                    gotchu fallin from the uppercut, fucked, so whats up nigga

                    now you know you shoulda ducked nigga



                      gotchu fallin' from this uppercut, stuck, so whats up nigga



                    

                    Edi talking:



                    "to all the comrads no longer with us, see you when we get there



                      'Pac, Yak, we gon' keep on ridin', give these cowards the uppercut



                      'til we get up there with ya'll, YOU KNOW!..Thug Life we still livin it



                      Outlaw for life, in the name of the Don, let's go! woo"