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Tupac:
Spice heres go them yo
hit that s**t, hit that s**t.
We all going down where the fk ya all going down.
Spice 1:
d*mn aint this a b*tch ya all got me fked up
on this ol' playa haten as* s**t.
Know what I'm sayin'?
Understand me?
When I was broke you all didn't give a fk
if I was p*ssin' on myself, or s**ttin' off tha Bay Bridge, nigg*.
Now you in my muth* fkin' mix talkin' that ol' crazy s**t,
that's alright cuz I'm gonna bust a cap in that ass.
Me and Pac goin' let you know about
that ol' playa haten as* s**t though.
Ya see these jealous muth* fkaz
That be playin me G
Like a sucka as* nigg* see
That ain't feeling me
It ain't easy
To kill a G
A muth* fkin' playa
From tha F - A - to tha C
Back stabbers in tha muth* fkin' place
Smilin' in my face
I got my hand on my gun
Cuz they got me on tha run
Spice muth* fcin' One
I'm for leavin' bodies numb
I'm a G muth* fker
Can't you see
I'm a G
Rollin' deep
With my phat fo-fo uzi
I comes with a big phat gat
And hollow point clip
And quick
To be a soldier
By my s**t
So nigg*
Don't try no mo' s**t
No ho s**t
Cuz when I was broke
nigg* didn't give a fk
About my statis
Now that I'm at this
I'm loced out
And livin' lavish
So fk tha gun control
aBout ta bust a cap nigg*
Cuz tha jealous got me strapped
Spice 1: I keep my hand on my gun cuz they got me on the run
Tupac: Jealous got me strapped
Spice 1: I keep my hand on my gun cuz they got me on the run
Tupac: Jealous got me strapped
Spice 1: I keep my hand on my gun cuz they got me on the run
Tupac: Jealous got me strapped
Spice 1: I keep my hand on my gun cuz they got me on the run
Tupac:
Now know that tha jealous got me strapped
Stepping close to the edge
I got tha cops and tha feds on my back
And there's no way that I'm giving up
I rather bury you girls
Cuz ain't no to marks gonna worry my riches
If I catch yo as* in traffic (humm)
You betta pull for ya pistol an open fire
Or get blasted (Booo Yahh!!)
I'll be d*mned if I drop
It don't stop
I'm boxin' muth* fkaz with my glock
A skinny as* neva had a penny as* nigg*
I figure my Mashfurd pump will show them punks who's bigger (Blah)
And even if I did fall -- I'll still ball
I'm bustin' muth* fkers with my back against the wall
Till these jealous as* girls kill me
I'll be thugin' like a muth* fker
nigg* feel me
And ain't no time for mistakes
So homies watch ya back
Cuz these jealous as* tricks got me strapped
Jealous got me strapped...
Spice 1: I keep my hand on my gun cuz they got me on the run
Tupac: Jealous got me strapped
Spice 1: I keep my hand on my gun cuz they got me on the run
Tupac: Jealous got me strapped
Spice 1: I keep my hand on my gun cuz they got me on the run
Tupac: Jealous got me strapped
Spice 1: I keep my hand on my gun cuz they got me on the run...
Spice 1:
Homie ya know if I don't be runnin' with my strap
Then I might get blasted
Get blasted or blast
That's how I'm livin'
So I blast and blast the b*stard
I can't be worried about no jail time
Cuz they tryin' ta take my head
I can't have s**t if a nigg* dead
So I bust back
And break the b*tch off propa
with a four-four take nine a chopper
And try and decapatate a arms from with his shoulders
These jealous don't know they fkin' around with a soldier
I don't be slippin'
So nigg* don't wait for me ta fall
And if I got enough
A hallow tip will smoke m all, y'all
Envious prepare to fly off ya feet
Cuz I'm commin' with some muth* fkin' heat
Playa, so keep ya aim straight
And hit a nigg* on tha first shot
Cuz I'm a be tryin' ta make your muth* fkin' heart stop
And don't be screamin' out for your family b*tch
Cuz it was your choice
That we jump into this gangsta s**t
Tupac: Jealous got me strapped
Spice 1: I keep my hand on my gun cuz they got me on the run
Tupac: Jealous got me strapped
Spice 1: I keep my hand on my gun cuz they got me on the run
Tupac: Jealous got me strapped
Spice 1: I keep my hand on my gun cuz they got me on the run
Tupac: Jealous got me strapped
Spice 1: I keep my hand on my gun cuz they got me on the run