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Utwór: U Don't Have 2 Worry

  • wykonawca: 2Pac
  • album: Until The End Of Time-disc Two
  • wyświetleń: 2455

Yo c'mon man, what do you mean you don't wanna ride with me nigga
  C'mon, get in the car, get in the fuckin car man
  Yo why you trippin man? Get in the fuckin car man
  Get in the fuckin car.. get in the car
  (Heh, say you, you scared to ride in my car
  cause you, you think niggaz gon' be blastin at it
  It ain't even that deep baby)
    You don't have to worry you can ride with me now
  Niggaz are quick to scream how they die for me now
  Only got one click, we Outlawz on the Row
  Fair exchange when we fuck them hoes
    [2Pac]
  Repetitive blows are thrown, to my foes
  No love shown get disposed of blasted full blown
  My unknown tendencies to mash my car
  Getting wicked with my ski-mask, find the stash and dump
  Why niggaz run I'm the last one standin the rest die
  Victims of my lethal chrome cannon, Westside
  Though it's worldwide no one can deny my views
  Tracked it to my very fabric once the plastic blew
  Five shots changed my whole life, throats were slit
  Niggaz die by my orders when I wrote this shit
  Though we go back like wild knights at Latin Quarters
  Niggaz tried to kill me, and I fed they wife and they daughters
  Blazed the weed, draped they seeds, gave 'em cash
  Pass the fame and let the game go rollin past
  Why you change, it's a cold world taught me life
  Retaliation proves niggaz never caught me right
  Say they shot me in my nuts, out of luck quick
  Bullshit nigga cause I'm still fuckin yo' bitch
  Niggaz got me twisted in a bad way, why you change?
  Fuck with me, all this shit pay, nigga fuck the fame
    [Young Noble]
  Don't remember "Hit 'Em Up," don't make us do it once.. more
  Yo' niggaz know, you ain't fucking with them Out..lawz
  We keep souljas, souljas from Compton to Brooklyn
  Your the type to get sniped, when the cops is lookin
  Don't nobody give a fuck cause you done crossed the game
  Lost in fame, and you should take, all the blame
  You made yo' bed nigga lay in it
  Scared to come up out that cell nigga stay in it
  It's not a game only got one click we Outlawz from the do'
  Dirt stains when I buck on the fo', you kissin the flo'
  We dirty as the motherfuckin streetz of Jerz
  We sweep niggaz with the words though the heat's preferred
  Holla
    [Chorus]
  You don't have to worry you can ride with me now
  Niggaz are quick to scream how they die for me now
  Only got one click, they Outlawz on the Row
  Fair exchange when we fuck these hoes, let the punks know
    [Napoleon]
  'Pac I wish I was in the motherfuckin car wit'cha
  I'd have took every bullet that they threw, hand of God nigga
  I only got one click, Outlawz 'til I'm gone
  Heavy in the game and we coming for they fuckin throne
  The love is gone well it is what it is
  And plottin on us, they best be prayin for they kids, mayne
  You don't have to worry cause I ride for ya
  Like K said over loyal even tell bout a lie for ya
  You put me in the game and dog I owe it all to ya
  And when it get to poppin I'ma fuckin ball for ya
  And everything I do gon' have your names on it
  I'll never let them forget I put my seeds on it
    [Kastro]
  You gon' die before yo' time, come face the truth
  In the middle of the desert nigga lace your boots
  As a youth, hundred proof, tap my chest is a dead rest
  You studio niggaz still remind your vest
  Why the fuck you ain't done yet swallow yo' teeth
  In the field you woulda been need a straw when you eat
  Fuck a glock nine that shit is weak on the streets
  And if you can't strategize then you just can't eat
  If your life in another nigga hand, you deaded
  And if it's beef and your man disappear then don't sweat it
  Another fake nigga usin my strengths to get credit
  I mean (?) face sound scared but your heartbeat said it
    [Chorus]
    [Young Noble]
  I was born ugly, unlucky and dusty
  But now I'm a rider, connivin gutsy
  And I don't trust nobody, so don't nobody trust me
  And that's how I'ma go about it 'til somebody bust me
  I play for keeps like the OG's raised me
  If I sleep I won't eat, who gonna feed my baby?
  And I think I'm goin crazy cause my hair is gettin thiner
  I've been drinkin on the daily, I can hardly remember
  I got - bad nerves, paranoia destroyed me
  I love the Lord but the church can't cure me
  I sleep light, I wake peekin out my window
  With guns under my mattress and guns under the pillow
  And that's the way it's gonna be 'til they bury me
  But don't twist it cause none of y'all niggaz worry me
    [Outlawz]
  What the fuck you didn't know?
  Kizza-Kastro, Young Noble with the criminal flow
  You nervous nelly ass niggas belly up in the river, no dizoubt
  Y'all niggaz can't fade me with the clippers
  We put it down, look around, 'til we find you we hound
  Penitentiary bound, to remind you
    [Kadafi]
  Kadafi I bring the lingo to the click
  Tasty like a Pringle, sneakin through your chimney like Kris Kringle
  On some shit, get me free to let my ice click
  Ka-pling, ka-plow, I been a thug shootin slugs since a child
    [Chorus]
    Let the punks know [repeat 3X]
  

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