2 Pac - Po' Nigga Blues Lyrics
Chorus:Why'd u sling crackI had toWhy'd u sling crackcuz I had toWhy'd u sling crackcuz I had toA nigga gotta pay the *****in' rentVerse:1(hey)Crazy I gotta work wit what u gave meclaiming I'm a criminalwhen u da one that made meThey got me trapped in this slaveryNow I'm lostin this holocaustheadin' for my grave G'I told sam he could ***** the warAnd got a busted jaw for sayin' ***** da law (no,no,no,no)And if u wonder why I'm madcheck the recordwhat's a nigga gotta doto get respectedSometimes I think I'm gettin' testedAnd if I don't say yesa nigga put this ghetto restedThats the reason I stay testedI keep a vest on my chestyin case the cops will get me restlessWalkin' around ready to light shit upsome say I'm slightly nuts (hey)Buck buck is the sound as I move aOther niggas pay attention when a fool bustsThey make a nigga be a killerI used to be a dealerbut they wanna see who's realerNow the same mutha*****a's wanna murder meI need loot, so I'm doing what I doAnd don't say shit until u walkin my shoesThere was no other destiny to chooseI had nuttin' left to loseSo I'm singin' the nigga blues(Chorus)Verse 2:Poppa need brand new shoesbut what the ***** can a nigga doMy little boy gotta eat tooSo why must I sock a fellajust to live large like Rocafella(Well,well,well)And did u ever stop to thinkI'm old enough to go to warbut I ain't old enough to drinkCops wanna hit me wit da bookand ya hookedon mine,I don't give a ***** lookMaking rules I'ma break em'No matter how much u makeU show me bakeAnd I take em'So don't u ever tempt meI'ma fool for my niggaand my pockets stay emptyTo my brothers in da bardiou livin worse then them niggaz in da ghetto soulI give a ***** about your language or complextionU got luv for da niggas in my sectionU got problems wit da punk policeDon't run from the chumpsget da punk fo' meWe ain't freeI'll be damned if I played a trickfor a blonde-haired blue-eyed caucasian *****Down wit' my homeboys rich***** a snitch and a groupie-ass *****And to da nigga wit' da celluar phoneleave his baby at homeso he could go out and boneAnd u wonder why we blazin' niggazCuz u punks havin' babiescan't raise da niggazAnd be down if they ***** ups tooDrinkin' 40's and brewSingin' nigga blues(Chorus)Now I'm heading for da mutha*****in' pen(Chorus)Now I'm heading for da mutha*****in' pen(Chorus)Now I'm heading for da mutha*****in' pen(Ron Isley Vocalizing)