One of these days i'll Learn Don't fuck with trick ass niggas Cause they Turn into bitch ass niggas I'm sick of bein stuck in tha county jail My niggas clown Bring a pound When they posten bail Smokein' blunts in tha driveway My four-five screamin Fuck tha police Won't fly away, thug, till I die You wonder why I'm made this way I wasn't Turned out I was raised this way Of thinkin These are tha dreams of a young teen Sceam, and stack green on tha crack fiends One time can't hold me One of these days We gotta bust back for tha homies Locked down in tha penitentry Finaly loose my mind If tha pigs succeed Stress, smoken weed and nicoteen But what a nigga really need is Thorozine Right before I die I'll be curseing tha law Reincarnated bitch even worse than before My four-four's givin payback My underhanded plan To get them niggas while they laid back And big stretch hit tha scene with tha mini 14 Servin suckers like dope fiends And lead tha whole team
Under Pressure Nigga
Never run Throw your gun in tha air Oh yeah Nigga bust ain't no time to spare Called tha ruffest mothafucker and we fuck shit up And with tha stainless steel [???], we cut shit up Flash and blast a nigga with tha quickness Cock tha four pound motherfucker when I spit this and rip this Damn, my mind is in tha depths of hell But when i'm walking on tha street kid my name rings bells And I never fell Nigga I stand to tall I'm just a thug motherfucker who was born to brawl Givin my all So niggas wanna bring it to me So i'ma sell my cocain And lay they ass down 'G'
Yeah, look here tho
Runnin wild I never smiled as a juvenile Even now I keep a frown when I come around Don't ask me about tha past It was all bad Shots blasted Will I last In tha wrong path In tha dark is where my heart saw tha most grief Mothafuckers is getten shanked over gold teeth Am I sick ? Cause i'm addicted to get splifted Watch tha stupid ass tricks get lifted Nothens changed Cause in tha came it's a steady aim Fuck friends Cause when in danger those niggas change Puff weed And stuff G's in my sock G Call Ki's and Hennessy where tha glock be Times passen will I last here another day I put my gun away And grab my AK It's getten hectic I can't call it House full of alcoholics Now we're niggas under pressure
Yeah, that's right... Under Pressure, we're niggas under pressure
[Tupac and Stretch together repeated 11x]
When tha Pressures on it's a hit Ski mask Extra Gats Bring tha clips Don't nobody move when we walk tha streets They stay silent Cause talk is cheap