2Pac
2Pac - When We Ride songtekst
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Outlaw Immortalz Bow down to somethin greater than yourself trick Individuals capable of enormous amounts of chin checks and eye swolls They know You watchin but you ain't seein what lies before you, beatch Picture if you will seven deadly human beings blessed with the gift to speak, the power to reach each nigga on every street May the Heavenly Father look down and be proud of what transpired since the day the seed was planted The G grew but we knew he'd rise up quick Smoked out, loc'ed out, all into shit Just me and my dogs livin like hogs Outlaw Immortalz What follows is the story, what proceeded was the glue What lies between is the fiction Don't fuck around and make it true [Tupac] Hahahahahaha My adversaries crumble when we rumble it's a catastrophe I pull revenge on bitch niggaz that blasted me Plus my alias is Makaveli A loaded three-fifty-seven with hollow points to a nigga bellt Bust him to see if he bleed, he shoulda never fucked around with a sick-ass nigga like me They call my name out and niggaz run, best be prepared for the Outlawz, here we come [Hussein Fatal] They call me Hussein fatal, it's a two game table I'm robbin ya niggaz cradle wit a knife in your navel Rap-related criminally activated and evil I wouldn't wanna be you behind my fuckin Desert Eagle Till the end, I'm tellin all friends and enemies You see what I got to make you freeze, to touch me you need ten of these Complete most, wanted on the streets of the East coast Young Gunz fire and niggaz bleed, I see Mo [Mopreme] I be shinin like white diamonds and crystal, glistenin holdin pistols The mission's simple, fold up and roll up dead presidentials Sew up all the potential, million, billion dollar baller potential Sort it, oughta call on a nigga I'll be sure to get you Take cash bro, fast yo, for my Kastro Blast and I'ma last yo past all these Glass Joes and assholes who claim, like they be runnin thangs I be gunnin those same niggaz runnin late, to their fate [Napoleon] My alias is motherfuckin Na-poleon, and I'd rather be robbin again before these motherfuckers leave me sufferin But the shit ain't nothin, and I got no time for no bluffin befo' a nigga finish with puttin in work I betta end up with somethin I think these niggaz got the game fucked up If they don't believe, that a young nigga like me, would bust (Boo-Yaa!) Perhaps it's a must, I'm facin cases, fuck probation is what I'm screamin when these money hungry cops be chasin Chorus: Tupac Thug nigga till we die, no mercy on these playa hatin bitches, ask me why - when we ride! Thug nigga till we die, no mercy on these playa hatin bitches, ask me why - when we ride! [Mussolini] It's the imperial serial killer, alias Mussolini Mentally unstable juice status, so you can't see me Drug warlord, riding Concorde jets Rag Vette's, shakin bitches and snitches and trippin on sets Ingle-Watts banger, keepin one in the chamber For the anger that I build inside, when it's time to ride Suicidal thoughts lurkin there can no end to revenge Fuck any, my alias Mussolini [Idi Amin] They call me Idi, from the side of seedy Young nigga greedy, so I'm runnin up on these niggaz easy It ain't nuttin, cause if they wantin somethin, so I'ma commence to dumpin stomp down and struck up while my beat is bumpin, Thuggin to my fuckin last nut, with Lo-Pole and Kastro Who you thought was on that asshole, don't ask though Outlaw Immortalz doin this dit-nirt on the sli-zow Ain't no chance to hide when we ride [Khadafi] My alias Khadafi, Trump tight so feds can't copy Six-three and cocky quick to hit your bitch if she drop me Severely addicted to livin like a fuckin felon