stay a crooked nigga too And maybe then you'll see the truth (awwwwww) Oooh! You can't fuck with the crew, a crooked nigga too [2pac Verse 2] You know
A real nigga, Since you figure that you ready to box You catchin knots from my nigga Freddie Foxxx And I, You really don't want none from Pac Cause I'
you want a nigga to live? [2Pac] Y'know you really can't say that ya blame niggaz Fuck bein tame, set aflame, time to aim triggers 2Pac'll spark a revolution
stay a crooked nigga too And maybe then you'll see the truth (awwwwww) Oooh! You can't fuck with the crew, a crooked nigga too (2pac Verse 2) You know
it's over, brand as my strap Back like a cobra, I stay drunk, cause I'm a mad man Whenever sober, on a one man mission My ambition to hold up the rap
for bein jealous of a brother when he rides I can see it in yo' eyes, you wanna see a young playa fallin They hate to see a nigga ballin Some of you suckers
get the fuck up in it, formulate a caper Cause a nigga straight sufferin from lack of havin paper My bitch fin' to have a bastard, see? So I needs
(feat. Outlawz) [2Pac] If you a bad boy [Chorus: repeat 2X] If you a bad boy then you die Westside outlawz when we ride, get me high They fucked up
I wanna live, my nigga it's how it is Homey got into a fight last night, that killed his kids [Chorus: 2Pac] In this life I lead, fiend for currency
get the fuck up in it, formulate a caper Cause a nigga straight sufferin from lack of havin paper My bitch fin' to have a bastard, see? So I needs to
's a fag Movin' fast Happy ass, gone lucky Picture this A Nigga get blissed to remeniss Fuck a ho Fuck her slow Put a strong in a stramp It's me Drunk
did it in the Long Beach streets, when I'm upstairs with the ODB +Shame on a Nigga+ for tryin to run game on a nigga, lame nigga you won't be me Won't
as a thug nigga Since they don't sell my shit to white folks, ship it to the drug dealers And catch a, catch a nigga worldwide A fucking Mob Figga, West
bringin that heat, it's my dream, said it's my dream Ohhhh... [Verse 2: Crooked I] Late nights on the corner, Crooked had them a dream To drive a Maroon
room with AK's while a nigga be puttin on his jimmy All of a sudden they shoot up your Vuitton before you can hit the broccoli See money-a-made that nigga, that nigga
a horny crook Had her grindin and windin against my leg She fucking with my head, want a nigga to beg Sexy pumps on, toenails red Your body's a gun baby
See them bustas, and organize a lick we finsta hit Quick to skeam up on this nigga, out to get that treasure shit That's tha mind of a crook, jus a section