(Verse One: Tupac) When I, Enter the first zone worst known Mic holder My Hummer roll up, evacuating strapped soldiers Inside strategy, manifesting military styles casualty tragedy, when niggas battle me My prophesized prediction Switch and move positions Separated from his gun and bitch, and watch him start snitching I keep spitting still stupid niggas fail to listen I personify this thug living, hell or prison My ammunition varies My voice carries Watch me invite, the whole world me and the mob getting married It seems horrifying screams pierce the dark Just as expected A trick bitch, where is your heart? You mark, watch niggas fall when I call they name We Outlawz hold ya head, niggas all the same Except some want more out of life than stress We still thuggin' till there's none left Don't sleep (Chorus x2: Stormy) We gon' ride, keep my Pistol on my side Always sleep with the Nine When I ride, when I ride (Don't sleep) Doing fine always hustling on the grind Cause I gotta get mine All the time, all the time (Don't sleep) (Verse Two: Nutt-so) Dumping on motherfucker's at random, rapidly Wit accuracy, they shouldn't of talked bad to me It had to be, a motherfucking murder I'm glad to be, the nigga that did the murder So sad to see, another motherfucking floating in plastic wreath Sleep, with his head wide open Rapid release, keep the police closed in Casualties, ?? DB ?? Dumped the nigga on the asphalt Then drove off to the hills Positioned him on his knees and blew the back off him Death with the ?? Death to ya Cry when the bullet's fly ?? (Verse Three: Kadafi) I blast first to till they body Like my guns in varieties Running wit the real big willies you silly punks try to be, but front Doing my walk-bys rolling blunts Hands on my nuts in the getaway car full of stunts Addicted to my nine Moving like crime through time Popping niggas like pimples nigga nothing simple bout mine Etch a sketch it Dumping on all you punks at intersection's Day in n day out ain't no easy way out's or easy exits don't sleep (Chorus x2) (Verse Four: Lil Scrappy) G's up, A-Town When I hit the street I like to see it to grind Blood, sweat and tear when I bust my rhyme Yeah I unfold my foe like I unload my Nine And when I let loose There ain't no crew standing but mine I gives a damn about fame fuck acting shiesty Some one who knew I was in jail and didn't write me Wanna bite me then come find me Whatever you do shorty you better think wisely You might see me with a stack in the truck I give you my thought's and pen similar to a saran wrap I look like ? I'll never be Yeah I'ma keep it G I'm from the 3 And Scrap'll never sleep (Chorus x2)
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Copy to Clipboard: (Verse One: Tupac) When I, Enter the first zone worst known Mic holder My Hummer roll up, evacuating strapped soldiers Inside strategy, manifesting military styles casualty tragedy, when niggas battle me My prophesized prediction Switch and move positions Separated from his gun and bitch, and watch him start snitching I keep spitting still stupid niggas fail to listen I personify this thug living, hell or prison My ammunition varies My voice carries Watch me invite, the whole world me and the mob getting married It seems horrifying screams pierce the dark Just as expected A trick bitch, where is your heart? You mark, watch niggas fall when I call they name We Outlawz hold ya head, niggas all the same Except some want more out of life than stress We still thuggin' till there's none left Don't sleep (Chorus x2: Stormy) We gon' ride, keep my Pistol on my side Always sleep with the Nine When I ride, when I ride (Don't sleep) Doing fine always hustling on the grind Cause I gotta get mine All the time, all the time (Don't sleep) (Verse Two: Nutt-so) Dumping on motherfucker's at random, rapidly Wit accuracy, they shouldn't of talked bad to me It had to be, a motherfucking murder I'm glad to be, the nigga that did the murder So sad to see, another motherfucking floating in plastic wreath Sleep, with his head wide open Rapid release, keep the police closed in Casualties, ?? DB ?? Dumped the nigga on the asphalt Then drove off to the hills Positioned him on his knees and blew the back off him Death with the ?? Death to ya Cry when the bullet's fly ?? (Verse Three: Kadafi) I blast first to till they body Like my guns in varieties Running wit the real big willies you silly punks try to be, but front Doing my walk-bys rolling blunts Hands on my nuts in the getaway car full of stunts Addicted to my nine Moving like crime through time Popping niggas like pimples nigga nothing simple bout mine Etch a sketch it Dumping on all you punks at intersection's Day in n day out ain't no easy way out's or easy exits don't sleep (Chorus x2) (Verse Four: Lil Scrappy) G's up, A-Town When I hit the street I like to see it to grind Blood, sweat and tear when I bust my rhyme Yeah I unfold my foe like I unload my Nine And when I let loose There ain't no crew standing but mine I gives a damn about fame fuck acting shiesty Some one who knew I was in jail and didn't write me Wanna bite me then come find me Whatever you do shorty you better think wisely You might see me with a stack in the truck I give you my thought's and pen similar to a saran wrap I look like ? I'll never be Yeah I'ma keep it G I'm from the 3 And Scrap'll never sleep (Chorus x2)
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