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Yo 'Law! |
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Is it cool if a nigga just get ****ed up for this one? |
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Yeah! Mr. ****-a-Cop is BACK.. |
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and I still don't give a ****, yaknahmsayin? |
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Puffin on this indo.. in the studio with my partners out here |
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Pacific Heights in the house, know what I mean |
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[2Pac] |
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I was framed, so don't make the same mistake, nigga |
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You gotta learn how to shake the snakes, nigga |
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Cause the police love to break a nigga |
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Send em upstate cause they straight-up hate the niggaz |
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So what I do is get a crew of zoo niggaz |
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Straight fools into rules and do niggaz |
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And one-time had enough of me |
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I'm still raw so the law can't **** with me |
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They wanna send me to the pen, punk picture that |
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I stay strapped mother****ers better get your gat |
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It ain't easy bein me I can't take it |
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Life as a celebrity ain't everything they make it |
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And ever since the movies, these hoes try to do me |
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If they can't screw me, they find a way to sue me |
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Now can you picture me coolin, at a night club? |
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Nothin but love, but mother****ers wanna mean mug |
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Since I wear a lot of gold, they plot |
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Don't know what I got, and get shot with the hot ones |
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And aww yeah, I wanna feel guilty |
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but you punk mother****ers tried to milk me |
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You'll get smacked behind the hill with my phone on my pager |
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It's beepin while I cut you with my razor |
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I'm not violent, I'm petrified and nervous |
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I got no mercy for these niggaz tryin to serve us |
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But if you catch me outta pocket, then I'm got |
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You love to shoot a nigga but you scared to pop a cop |
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Now drop it |
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[Chorus: 2Pac] |
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Strictly for my - strictly for my - strictly for my niggaz |
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Strictly for my - strictly for my - strictly for my niggaz |
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Strictly for my - strictly for my - strictly for my niggaz |
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Strictly for my niggaz makin G's |
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[2Pac] |
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Reflected and disrespected, plus I'm rejected |
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You're just another rapper, who swears he's makin records |
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That's what they said - whenever I would walk by |
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I never tripped though - always kept my head up high |
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Eventually, I knew that I would find my way |
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After the darkest night, always comes a brighter day |
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And some would say, that turned away is all you'll get |
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I just said, "bet," and never let 'em see me sweat |
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Cause in the end, I knew that I would have it all |
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while non-believers, were prayin for my downfall |
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And some would call, and tell me that they wish me well |
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but in my heart, I'm knowin that they wish me hell |
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Yo get a real job, rappin doesn't pay the rent |
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I hate the studio cause that's where all my money went |
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Never surrender, it's all about the faith you've got |
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Don't ever stop, just push it til you hit the top |
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And if you drop, at least you know you gave your all |
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Be true to you, and that way you can never fall |
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But beware, these backstabbers ain't no joke |
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Just like a rope, they hang on you until you're broke |
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And when you're broke, they move onto the next dope |
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And there you are, can't even pay your car, nope |
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And when you reminisce, thinkin how you got dissed |
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remember how it felt, and then remember this |
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Be true to you, believe that there's no one bigger |
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Cause they can all suck dick - it's strictly for my niggaz |
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[Chorus] |
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[2Pac] |
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(This is) This is for the critics if you live up |
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Pick up my shit or I'll be back doin stickups |
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I better see five stars next to my picture |
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If not, Tupac will cop the glock and come knockin to getcha |
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I told you once mother****er I'm a nut |
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Play me like a butt and you'll be bleedin when you're ****ed |
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Niggaz know what's up but they be tryin to hold me down |
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I'm comin outta Oaktown, bitch **** around |
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And it ain't where you from that makes you hardcore |
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Nigga it's the way you throw them thangs in the war |
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And to the marks that be talkin all that shit |
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Screamin out the next nigga's name like a bitch |
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And the niggaz that I ran into recently |
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The mother****ers at the club that pulled the piece on me |
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You little bitches shoulda pulled the ****in trigga |
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Now you live in fear of a heartless-ass nigga |
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Mr. Troublesome; niggaz tried to play me with the gat |
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but like Terminator nigga, I'll be back |
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Yeah! And I'll be back with a ****in army |
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You tried to harm me -- ruh-ring the alarm G! |
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Cause most mother****ers love to act up |
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without they backup, when they get jacked up they crack up |
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It's strictly for my niggaz at the show |
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so they know, not to play me like a ho (ho!!!) |
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Strictly for my... |
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[Chorus 3X (continues afterwards, breaking into ad libs)] |