2Pac ft. Outlawz- When We Ride

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2Pac feat. Outlaw Immortalz
(All Eyez on Me)
When We Ride

--- testo preso da www.OHHLA.com
--- tradotto da Penny Law
--- per www.THHT.cjb.net

[2Pac speaking]
Outlaw Immortalz
Bow down to something greater than yourself, trick
Individual's capable of enormous amounts of chin checks and eye swoles
They know, you watchin but you ain't seein' realize before, you beaatch
Picture if you will seven deadly human beings
Blessed with the gift to speak, the power to reach
Each nigga on every street
And may the heavenly father look down and be proud
Of what transpired since the day the seed was planted
The G grew but we knew we'd have a click
Smoked out, locced out, all into shit
Just me and my dogs livin' like hogs
Outlaw Immortalz
What followed was the story
What proceeded was the clue
That I was standing in the picture
Don't fuck around and make it true

My adversaries crumble, when we rumble, it's a catastrophe
Out for revenge on, bitch niggas that blasted me
Plus my alias is Makaveli
Unload a .357 with hollow points to a nigga belly
Bust him to see if he bleed
He should of never fucked around with a sick ass nigga like me
They call my name out and niggas run
Best be prepared for the Outlawz
Here we come

They call me Hussein fatal
It's a two game table
I'm robbin ya' niggas cradle with a knife in your naval
Rap related
Criminally activated and evil
I wouldn't want to be you
Behind my fuckin' Desert Eagle
Till the end
I'm tellin' all friends and enemies
You see what I got to make you freeze
To touch me, you need utilities
Complete most
Wanted on the streets of the east coast
Young guns fire and niggas leave
See Mo

I be shinin' like white diamonds and crystals
Glistenin' and holding pistols
The mission's simple
Fold up and roll up
Dead presidential's all over potential
Look here
Billion dollar baller presents you
Sorta, oughta call on a nigga
I'll be sure to get you
K-Kastro, fast, yo, for my cash flow
Blast and I'm a last yo
Past all these ? and assholes that claim
That they be runnin thangs
I'll be gunnin those same niggas runnin late

My alias is mother fuckin' Napoleon
And I'd rather be robbin the game
Before these mother fuckers leave me suffering
But it ain't nothin
I got no time for no bluffin
Before a nigga finish put in the work
I better end up with something
I think these niggas got the game fucked up
If they don't believe that a young nigga like me would bust (BOOYAA!!)
Perhaps it's a must
I'm facin' cases
Fuck probation
That's what I'm screamin when these money hungry cops be chasing

Chorus: 2Pac (2x)
Thug nigga till we die
No mercy on these player hating bastards
Ask me why?
When we ride

[Mussolini aka Big Syke]
It's the imperial serial killer
Alias, Mussolini
Mentally unstabled: your status
So you can't see me
Drug warlord
Ridin' concord jets, rag vests
Shaking bitches and snitches and trippin on sets
Inglewood watts bangin', keepin one in the chamber
For the anger that I built inside
When it's time to ride
Suicidal thoughts lurking fuckin' no end
Fuck any
My alias is Mussolini

They call me Edi
From the southern city
Young nigga greedy
So I'm runnin up on these niggas easy
It ain't nothin'
Cause flip they want something
So I'm a commence to dumpin'
Stomp down sucka while beat is bumpin'
Thuggin' till my fuckin' last hour
With little Po (Napoleon) and Kastro
Who you though was on that asshole
Don't ask, though
Outlaw Immortals doin' ?
So don't test
There is no chance to hide, when we ride

My alias: Kadafi
Trump tight
So fast, can't copy
6-3 (6 foot 3) and cocky
Quick to hit your bitch if she jock me
Severely addicted to living like a fuckin' felon
My people with rookie cops
Cookie rocks
A nigga sellin
Since shorty I've been livin' like defiant
Nickel plated chrome
Got this baby Capone looking like a giant
And I ain't lying
It's like it's me against myself
With all these back stabbers snakes grabbing at my fuckin' wealth

[Mopreme aka Komani]
Komani Terrorist, mad man killa
The bottom of the river is where a body lays and shivers
I'm that nigga wit a 50 ?
Wit the murderous stats that increase
By these mother fuckers eat beef
It's been a long road
A lot of episodes
And as the glock loads
I gotta teach hoes
Reach hoes
Make 'em feel a nigga when I'm mashin'
Now I'm surpassing any assassin

Chorus 4X

[2Pac speaking]
Outlaw Immortalz baby
Y'all niggas can't fade this ol' crazy shit
Makaveli Hussein Kastro Kadafi
Mussolini Amin Napoleon Komani
What y'all niggas really wanna do?
Like them niggas said - "What would you do?"
(Thug life, baby)
(Yeah nigga)
This year we Thug Life but we Outlaw Immortalz
We die, nigga, but we multiply (Right)
We legends
(We gon' live forever)
I'll make you famous mother fucker
I'm talking about Time Magazine, Newsweek and all that other good shit
My niggas make the paper, baby
My niggas make the front page

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