2 Pac - When We Ride Lyrics
Outlaw immortals.Bow down to something greater than yourself, trick.Individual capable of enormous amounts of chin checks and nine swoles.They know.You watchin but you aint 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.May the heavenly father look down and be proud ofWhat transpires since the day of seeds was planted.The g grew but we knew wed have a click.Smoked out, locced out. all into shit.Just me and my dogs livin like hogs.Outlaw immortals. what we followed was the story,What proceded was the clue.Lies deadly with fictionDont ***** around and make it trueMy adversaries crumble.When we rumble, its a catastrophy.I out for revenge on *****,Niggas that blasted me.Plus my alias is makaveli.Unloaded .357 with hollow points to a nigga belly.Bust him to see if he bleed.He should of never *****ed around with a sick ass nigga like me.They call my name out and niggas run.Best be prepared for the outlaws.Here we come.They call me hussein fatal.Its a two game table.Im robbin ya niggas cradle with a knife in your naval.Rap related.Criminaly activated and evil.I wouldnt want to be you.Behind my *****in desert eagle till the end.Im 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(mopreme).I be shinin like white diamonds and crystals.Glistenin and holdin pistols.The missions simple.Fold up and roll up.Dead presidentials all over potential.Look here, billion dollar baller presents you.Sorta, oughta call on a nigga.Ill be sure to get you.Get cash, yo.Fast, yo.From my castro. blast.And Im a last,yo.Past all these glass jaws and *****s that claimThat they be runnin thangs.Ill be gunnin those same niggas runnin late.My alias is mother *****in napoleon.And Id rather be robbin the game.These mother *****ers leave me sufferin.But it aint nothin.I got no time for no bluffin.Before a nigga finish put in the work,I better end up with somethingI think these niggas got the game *****ed up.If they dont believe a young nigga like me would bust(booyaa!!)Perhaps its a must.Im facin cases.***** probation.Thats what Im screamin when these money hungy cops be chasin.(chorus repeats 2x)Thug nigga till we die.No mercy on these playa hatin *****es.Ask me why.When we ride!Its the imperial serial killer.Alias, mussoliniMentally unstabled: your status.So you cant see me. drug warlord.Ridin concord jets, rag vests, shakin *****es and snitches,And trippin on sets.Inglewood watts bangin, keepin one in the chamberFor the anger that I built inside.When its time to rideSuicidal thoughts lurking [? ? ] no end.Revenge,***** any, my alias is mussoliniThey call me edi.From the southern city.Young nigga greedy, so Im runnin up on these niggas easy.It aint nuttin, cuz flip they want somethin.So Im a comense to dumpin.Stomp down sucka til beat is bumpin.Thuggin till my *****in last hour.With little po(napoleon) and castro.Who you though was on that *****.Dont ask, though.Outlaw immortals doin [? ? ? ? ]So dont test, so high, when we ride.My alias: kadafiTrump tight.So fast, cant copy.6 milion copies.Quick to hit your ***** if she jock me.Severly addicted to livin like a *****in felon.My people, rookie copsCookie rocksA nigga sellin.Since shorty Ive been livin like defiantNickel plated chrome.Got this baby capone lookin like a giant.And I aint lyin.Its like its me against myselfWith all these back stabbers snakes grabbin at my *****in wealth.Komani terrorist, mad man killa.The bottom of the river is where a body lays and shivers.Im that nigga wit a 50 [? ? ? ]Wit the murderous stats that increase.By these mother *****ers wit beef.Its been a long road.Alot of episodes.And as the glock loads,I gotta teach hoes.Reach hoes.Make em feel a nigga when Im mashin.Now Im surpassin any assasin.Chorus repeats 4x(spoken)Outlaw immortals, baby.Yall niggas cant fade this ol crazy shit.Makaveli.Hussein.KastroKadafiMussoliniAminNapoleon.KomaniWhat yall niggas really wanna do.Like them niggas said - what would you do?Thug life, baby.Flashin these niggas - thug life.This year we thug life but we outlaw immortals.We die, nigga, but we multiply.We legends.Ill make you famous mother *****er.Im talkin about time magazine, newsweek and all that other good shit.My niggas make the paper, baby.My niggas make the front page.Multiple gunshots.
