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2 Of Amerikaz Most Wanted (Live)
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Текст песни: (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Ain't nothin' but a gangsta party
C'mon, c'mon, yeah (party, yeah)
Say, ain't nothin' but a gangsta party
Sing that shit, sing that shit (party, 2Pac)
Ain't nothin' but a gangsta party (party, party)
2Pac
What up, Pac? (Oh)
Picture perfect, I paint a perfect picture
Bomb the suckas with precision, my intention's to get richer
With the S-N double-O-P, Dogg my (fuckin') homie
It's so cold how we fade our foe
Sho' 'nuff
I keep my hand on my gun 'cause they got me on the run
Now I'm back in the courtroom waitin' on the outcome
Free 2Pac is all that's on a nigga's mind (mind)
But at the same time, it seems, they tryin' to take mine
So I'ma get smart and get defensive and shit
And put together a Million March for some gangsta shit
Now they got us laced
Two multimillionaire catchin' cases (run it)
Get ready for the throwdown, the shit's about to go down, uh
Me and Snoop about to clown
I'm losin' my religion
I'm vicious on these stool pigeons
You might be deep in this game, but you got the rules missing
Be actin' like they savage, I'm out to get the cabbage
I've got nothin' but love for my living savage
I've got a pit named P, she Nigerina
I've got a house out in the hills right next to Chino
And, I think I've got a black Bimmer
But my dream is to own a fly casino (like who?)
Like Bugsy Siegel, and do it all legal (yeah)
And get scooped up by my young homie in the Regal, uh (yeah)
It feels good to you, baby-bubba
You see, this is for the G's and the keys, motherfucker (check it out)
Now follow as we ride (ride, ride)
The rest, two of the best from the Westside (nigga)
And I can make you famous
Niggas been dyin' for years, so how could they blame us?
I live in fear of a felony
I never stop bailin' these (uh-huh, who?)
West Coast G's, G's, G's (West Coast)
If you got it, better flaunt it
Another warrant for two of America's most wanted (what?)
Ain't nothin' but a gangsta party (party, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon)
Ain't nothin' but a gangsta party
It ain't nothin' but a gangsta party
It ain't nothin' but a mothefucking gangsta party
Ain't nothin' but a gangsta party (yeah, I say)
Ain't nothin' but a gangsta party
It ain't nothin' but a mothefucking gangsta party
Ain't nothin' but a gangsta part
Nothin' but a gangsta party
It ain't nothin' but a motherfucking gangsta party
Give me 50 feet (feet)
Defeat is not my destiny, release me to the streets
And keep whatever's left of me
Jealousy is envious, suffering is grief
Better be prepared when you cowards fuck with me (boo-yah)
I bust and flee
"These niggas must be crazy" (what?)
Ain't no mercy, motherfuckers who can't fade the thugs (nigga)
Thought it was, but it wasn't, now disappear (yeah)
Bow down in the presence of a boss
It's like cough blood gang-bangin'
Everybody in the party doin' dope-slangin' (my nigga, boobie trap)
You got to have papers in this world
You might get your first snatch before your eyes swirl (groovy, baby)
You doin' your job every day
And then you work so hard 'til your hair turns gray
Let me tell you about life and about the way it is
They say we live by the strap, we die by the strap as kids
We not to roll with my (Glock)
So now I gotta throw away
Floating in my black Benz, trying to do a show a day
They wonder how I live with five shots
(Niggas) is hard to kill on my block
Schemes for currency and dough-related
Affiliated with the hustlers and so we made it (nigga, uh, uh)
No answers to questions, I'm trying to get up on it
My (nigga) Dogg and me, eternally the most wanted
Now do the gangstas run this motherfucker?
Say, hell yeah
Now do the Lakers run this motherfucker?
Hell yeah
Do the gangsta run this motherfucker?
Hell yeah
Or do the ladies run this motherfucker?
(Hell yeah) uh, yeah
(West Side in this motherfucker) gangster party
It ain't nothin' but a motherfuckin' gangsta party (West Side, the best side, yeah)
Uh, uh (East Side, yeah)
(It's a gangsta party) West Side get this motherfucker right
(It ain't nothin' but a motherfuckin' gangsta party) yeah, West Side
(Come on, come on) East Side, East Side
(It's a gangsta party) West Side, East Side
(It ain't nothin' but a motherfuckin' gangsta party) East Side, West Side, East Side
(Come on, come on) East Side
(It's a gangsta party) East Side
(It ain't nothin' but a motherfuckin' gangsta party) East Side,
(Come on, yo, uh)
(Gangsta party, yeah, come on) go Cali side, right here
(Come on, come on, come on, uh) go Cali side, right here
Outlawz in this motherfucker, right here (what?)
Outlawz in this motherfucker (Death Row)
LBC, B-B-B-C, yeah (West Side)
(West Side, nigga)
Death Row at its finest
One love, West Coast, one love
Stay up, y'all
Stay representin'
Ain't nothin' but a gangsta party
C'mon, c'mon, yeah (party, yeah)
Say, ain't nothin' but a gangsta party
Sing that shit, sing that shit (party, 2Pac)
Ain't nothin' but a gangsta party (party, party)
2Pac
What up, Pac? (Oh)
Picture perfect, I paint a perfect picture
Bomb the suckas with precision, my intention's to get richer
With the S-N double-O-P, Dogg my (fuckin') homie
It's so cold how we fade our foe
Sho' 'nuff
I keep my hand on my gun 'cause they got me on the run
Now I'm back in the courtroom waitin' on the outcome
Free 2Pac is all that's on a nigga's mind (mind)
But at the same time, it seems, they tryin' to take mine
So I'ma get smart and get defensive and shit
And put together a Million March for some gangsta shit
Now they got us laced
Two multimillionaire catchin' cases (run it)
Get ready for the throwdown, the shit's about to go down, uh
Me and Snoop about to clown
I'm losin' my religion
I'm vicious on these stool pigeons
You might be deep in this game, but you got the rules missing
Be actin' like they savage, I'm out to get the cabbage
I've got nothin' but love for my living savage
I've got a pit named P, she Nigerina
I've got a house out in the hills right next to Chino
And, I think I've got a black Bimmer
But my dream is to own a fly casino (like who?)
Like Bugsy Siegel, and do it all legal (yeah)
And get scooped up by my young homie in the Regal, uh (yeah)
It feels good to you, baby-bubba
You see, this is for the G's and the keys, motherfucker (check it out)
Now follow as we ride (ride, ride)
The rest, two of the best from the Westside (nigga)
And I can make you famous
Niggas been dyin' for years, so how could they blame us?
I live in fear of a felony
I never stop bailin' these (uh-huh, who?)
West Coast G's, G's, G's (West Coast)
If you got it, better flaunt it
Another warrant for two of America's most wanted (what?)
Ain't nothin' but a gangsta party (party, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon)
Ain't nothin' but a gangsta party
It ain't nothin' but a gangsta party
It ain't nothin' but a mothefucking gangsta party
Ain't nothin' but a gangsta party (yeah, I say)
Ain't nothin' but a gangsta party
It ain't nothin' but a mothefucking gangsta party
Ain't nothin' but a gangsta part
Nothin' but a gangsta party
It ain't nothin' but a motherfucking gangsta party
Give me 50 feet (feet)
Defeat is not my destiny, release me to the streets
And keep whatever's left of me
Jealousy is envious, suffering is grief
Better be prepared when you cowards fuck with me (boo-yah)
I bust and flee
"These niggas must be crazy" (what?)
Ain't no mercy, motherfuckers who can't fade the thugs (nigga)
Thought it was, but it wasn't, now disappear (yeah)
Bow down in the presence of a boss
It's like cough blood gang-bangin'
Everybody in the party doin' dope-slangin' (my nigga, boobie trap)
You got to have papers in this world
You might get your first snatch before your eyes swirl (groovy, baby)
You doin' your job every day
And then you work so hard 'til your hair turns gray
Let me tell you about life and about the way it is
They say we live by the strap, we die by the strap as kids
We not to roll with my (Glock)
So now I gotta throw away
Floating in my black Benz, trying to do a show a day
They wonder how I live with five shots
(Niggas) is hard to kill on my block
Schemes for currency and dough-related
Affiliated with the hustlers and so we made it (nigga, uh, uh)
No answers to questions, I'm trying to get up on it
My (nigga) Dogg and me, eternally the most wanted
Now do the gangstas run this motherfucker?
Say, hell yeah
Now do the Lakers run this motherfucker?
Hell yeah
Do the gangsta run this motherfucker?
Hell yeah
Or do the ladies run this motherfucker?
(Hell yeah) uh, yeah
(West Side in this motherfucker) gangster party
It ain't nothin' but a motherfuckin' gangsta party (West Side, the best side, yeah)
Uh, uh (East Side, yeah)
(It's a gangsta party) West Side get this motherfucker right
(It ain't nothin' but a motherfuckin' gangsta party) yeah, West Side
(Come on, come on) East Side, East Side
(It's a gangsta party) West Side, East Side
(It ain't nothin' but a motherfuckin' gangsta party) East Side, West Side, East Side
(Come on, come on) East Side
(It's a gangsta party) East Side
(It ain't nothin' but a motherfuckin' gangsta party) East Side,
(Come on, yo, uh)
(Gangsta party, yeah, come on) go Cali side, right here
(Come on, come on, come on, uh) go Cali side, right here
Outlawz in this motherfucker, right here (what?)
Outlawz in this motherfucker (Death Row)
LBC, B-B-B-C, yeah (West Side)
(West Side, nigga)
Death Row at its finest
One love, West Coast, one love
Stay up, y'all
Stay representin'
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