for contact Cause I'm live I multiply Soon as I open fire Niggaz die with open eyes Scared to take a nap It's a trap A long maze Dreaming of getting
night, Through the Henny, I see the eyes of the Devil, He's ridin' with extra boxes of bullets and a nina and a shovel [Chorus: Carl Thomas] Who you
: featuring Obie Trice {Obie Trice} Ha ha, yeah {Tupac} Nigga fuck that Gin and Juice (Hennessy) Just Pour a nigga a glass Hennessy, that dark shit
, I'm fuckin with Hennessy Just pour me a glass of that dark shit That's right [Chorus] [2Pac] They wanna knows my role model, it's in a brown bottle
not to die As I take you through a ghetto nigga's lullabye Don't cry, just ask why, and try not to die As I take you through a ghetto nigga's lullabye
: Yeah.. ballad of a dead soldier This is the ballad of a dead soldier This is the ballad of a dead soldier Come play the ballad of a dead soldier.. [
world-wide exposure with a bunch of niggaz that don't give a FUCK, ridin as my soldiers I just release 'em on a war path, not your average dealer Westside
crazy too with nothing to lose Chorus Outro It was a what type nigga be a Thug Life nigga We be the craziest...Muthafucka! You know! It was a what type nigga be a
out tha record store as if it was a drug house my lyrics bang like a Crip or Blood nigga what ? It ain't nothin but a party when we thug and there
it is This drink is Gauranteed to get the pussy wet and the dick hard now if ya with me Pour a glass and drink with a nigga know what I mean ? I
sip a glass of wine I fantisize til that ass is mine Im never gettin but wantin Never touchin but wishin A straight thug on a mission Until i get
, but it hurts I'm walkin through the cemetary talkin to the, dirt I'd rather die like a man, than live like a coward There's a ghetto up in Heaven
could get away [Outro: 2Pac] You ain't got to go through all this drama and this stress with this old half a man, yaknowhatI'msayin? I ain't tryin to put you in a
homies that I usta have That no longer roll Catch a brother at the crossroads Plus nobody knows my soul Watching time pass Through the glass of my drop
from the police Nigga, you know that's true Catch a nigga like K-Dog, chillin wit a crew Every damn day parlay with my glass of Re The O.J. and it's
I?m a poisonous pill, Pop me in your mouth baby, sit and distil, Not yet, I ain?t through wit? you girl, Put me in your glass baby, give me a swirl.
I stood, just a pale reflection, A withered soul, my human sins I?m bound to pay? Wandering lost in this maze, a garden of entombed emotions and dreams
t a game Do the math or get blast Bullets go through the glass Go through your ass fast And the leather seat sitting Ave. Its not a war when there's casualties