Sucka-ass
I ain't got no motherfuckin' friends
That's why I fucked yo' bitch, you fat motherfucka!
(Take money) West Side, Bad Boy killas
Sucka-ass
I ain't got no motherfuckin' friends
That's why I fucked yo' bitch, you fat motherfucka!
(Take money) West Side, Bad Boy killas
(Take money) (You know) You know who the realest is
(Take money) niggas, we bring it too
That's a'ight, ha ha
(Take money)
[Verse 1: 2Pac]
First off, fuck your bitch and the clique you claim
Westside when we ride, come equipped with game
You claim to be a player, but I fucked your wife
We bust on Bad Boys, niggas fucked for life
Plus, Puffy tryna see me, weak hearts I rip
Biggie Smalls and Junior M.A.F.I.A. is some mark-ass bitches
We keep on comin' while we runnin' for your jewels
Steady gunnin', keep on bustin' at them fools, you know the rules
Lil' Caesar, go ask your homie how I'll leave ya
Cut your young-ass up, leave you in pieces, now be deceased
Lil' Kim, don't fuck around with real Gs
Quick to snatch yo' ugly ass off the streets, so fuck peace!
I'll let them niggas know it's on for life
Don't let the Westside ride tonight (Ha ha)
Bad Boy murdered on wax and killed
Fuck with me and get yo' caps peeled, you know
[Chorus: 2Pac]
See, grab your Glocks when you see 2Pac
Call the cops when you see 2Pac, uh
Who shot me? But you punks didn't finish
Now you 'bout to feel the wrath of a menace
Nigga, I hit 'em up! (Yeah)
[Interlude: 2Pac]
Check this out, you motherfuckers know what time it is
I don't even know why I'm on this track
Y'all niggas ain't even on my level
I'ma let my lil' homies ride
On you bitch-made ass Bad Boy bitches, feel it!
[Verse 2: Hussein Fatal]
Get out the way yo, get out the way yo
Biggie Smalls just got dropped
Little Mu', pass the MAC and let me hit him in his back
Frank White needs to get spanked right for settin' traps
Little accident murderer, and I ain't never heard of ya
Poisonous gats attack when I'm servin' ya
Spank ya, shank ya whole style when I gank
Guard your rank 'cause I'ma slam your ass in the paint
Puffy weaker than the fuckin' block I'm runnin' through, nigga
And I'm smokin' Junior M.A.F.I.A. in front of you, nigga
With the ready power tucked in my Guess under my Eddie Bauer
Your clout petty/sour, I push packages every hour; I hit 'em up!
[Chorus: 2Pac]
Grab your Glocks when you see 2Pac
Call the cops when you see 2Pac, uh
Who shot me? But you punks didn't finish
Now you 'bout to feel the wrath of a menace
Nigga, we hit 'em up!
[Verse 3: 2Pac]
Peep how we do it, keep it real as penitentiary steel
This ain't no freestyle battle
All you niggas gettin' killed with your mouths open
Tryna come up off of me, you in the clouds hopin'
Smokin' dope, it's like a sherm high
Niggas think they learned to fly
But they burn, motherfucker, you deserve to die
Talkin' about you gettin' money, but it's funny to me
All you niggas livin' bummy while you fuckin' with me
I'm a self-made millionaire
Thug livin', out of prison, pistols in the air (ha ha)
Biggie, remember when I used to let you sleep on the couch
And beg a bitch to let you sleep in the house?
Now it's all about Versace, you copied my style
Five shots couldn't drop me, I took it and smiled
Now I'm back to set the record straight
With my AK, I'm still the thug that you love to hate
Motherfucker, I hit 'em up!
[Verse 4: Kadafi]
I'm from N-E-W Jers' where plenty of murders occurs
No points or commas, we bring the drama to all you herbs
Now go check the scenario: Lil' Cease
I'll bring you fake G's to your knees, coppin' pleas in de Janeiro
Little Kim, is you coked up or doped up?
Get your little Junior Whopper click smoked up
What the fuck, is you stupid?
I take money, crash and mash through Brooklyn
With my click lootin', shootin' and pollutin' your block
With a 15-shot cocked Glock to your knot
Outlaw MAFIA clique movin' up another notch
And your pop stars popped and get mopped and dropped
All your fake-ass East Coast props brainstormed and locked
[Verse 5: E.D.I. Mean]
You's a beat biter, a Pac style taker
I'll tell you to your face, you ain't shit but a faker
Softer than Alizé with a chaser
About to get murdered for the paper
E.D.I. Mean approach the scene of the caper
Like a loc, with Little Ceas' in a choke
Gun totin' smoke, we ain't no motherfuckin' joke
Thug Life, niggas better be knowin'
We approachin' in the wide open, gun smokin'
No need for hopin', it's a battle lost
I got 'em crossed as soon as the funk is boppin' off
Nigga, I hit 'em up!
[Outro: 2Pac]
Now you tell me who won
I see them, they run, hahahaha
They don't wanna see us
Whole Junior M.A.F.I.A. clique dressin' up tryna be us
How the fuck they gonna be the mob
When we always on our job?
We millionaires
Killin' ain't fair, but somebody gotta do it
Oh yeah, Mobb Deep, you wanna fuck with us?
You little young-ass motherfuckers
Don't one of you niggas got sickle-cell or somethin'?
You're fuckin' with me, nigga
You fuck around and have a seizure or a heart attack
You better back the fuck up
Before you get smacked the fuck up
This is how we do it on our side
Any of you niggas from New York that wanna bring it, bring it!
But we ain't singin', we bringin' drama
Fuck you and yo' motherfuckin' mama!
We gon' kill all you motherfuckers!
Now when I came out I told you it was just about Biggie
Then everybody had to open their mouth
With a motherfuckin' opinion
Well, this is how we gonna do this: fuck Mobb Deep! Fuck Biggie!
Fuck Bad Boy as a staff, record label, and as a motherfuckin' crew!
And if you wanna be down with Bad Boy, then fuck you too!
Chino XL, fuck you too!
All you motherfuckers, fuck you too!
(Take money, take money)
All of y'all motherfuckers, fuck you, die slow!
Motherfucker, my .44 make sho' all y'all kids don't grow!
You motherfuckers can't be us or see us
We motherfuckin' Thug Life ridas
Westside 'til we die!
Out here in California, nigga, we warned ya
We'll bomb on you motherfuckers! We do our job!
You think you mob? Nigga, we the motherfuckin' mob!
Ain't nothin' but killas
And the real niggas, all you motherfuckers feel us
Our shit goes triple and 4-quadruple
You niggas laugh 'cause our staff got guns under they motherfuckas belts
You know how it is: when we drop records, they felt
You niggas can't feel it, we the realest
Fuck 'em, we Bad Boy killas!
sucka-ass
我没有没有母亲的朋友
这就是为什么我性交你的婊子，你胖胖了！
（拿钱）西侧，坏男孩杀戮
（拿钱）（你知道）你知道最领先的是谁
（拿钱）黑鬼，我们也带来了
那是A'Ight，哈哈
（取钱）
[第1节：2PAC]
首先，他妈的你的婊子和你声称的集团
我们骑行时，西边，配有游戏
你声称是一名球员，但我搞砸了你的妻子
我们在坏男孩身上，黑鬼搞砸了
加上，Puffy tryna看到了我，弱心脏我撕裂了
Biggie Smalls和Junior M.a.f.i.a.是一些mark-ass婊子
我们继续为您的珠宝跑来'跑来'
稳定的gunnin'，保持傻瓜，你知道规则
lil'凯撒，去问你的同性恋怎么样我会离开ya
切断你的年轻屁股，让你进入碎片，现在已经死了
lil'kim，不要他妈的和真正的gs
快速抓住哟'丑陋的屁股，所以他妈的和平！
我会让他们的黑鬼知道它是为了生活
今晚不要让西边骑（哈哈）
坏男孩在蜡上谋杀并杀死了
他知道，跟我说话，让你的帽子去皮
[合唱：2pac]
看到，当你看到2pac时，抓住你的荣耀
当你看到2pac时，请打电话给警察
谁枪杀了我？但是你的朋克没有完成
现在你要感受到威胁的愤怒
黑鬼，我击中了他们！ （是的）
[Interlude：2PAC]
检查一下，你妈妈知道它是什么时间
我甚至不知道为什么我在这条赛道上
你们都不在我的水平难点
我是让我的别墅骑
在你婊子制作的屁股坏男孩婊子，感受它！
[第2节：侯赛因致命]
走出哟，走出哟
Biggie小刚刚被删除了
小mu'，通过mac，让我在背上打他
弗兰克怀特需要打屁股陷阱
小事凶手，我从未听说过你
当我锻炼的时候，有毒的gats攻击
打雅，当我林纳时，柄雅整个风格
保护你的排名'因为我在油漆中猛拉你的屁股
Puffy比他妈的'阻挡我跑来越来越多，nigga
而且我会吸烟'junior m.a.f.i.a.在你面前，黑鬼
随着我的Eddie Bauer猜测的准备好电源
你的clout小小的/酸，我每小时推套餐;我击中了他们！
[合唱：2pac]
当你看到2PAC时抓住你的怪人
当你看到2pac时，请打电话给警察
谁枪杀了我？但是你的朋克没有完成
现在你要感受到威胁的愤怒
黑鬼，我们击中了他们！
[第3节：2PAC]
窥视我们如何做到，保持它真实作为监狱钢
这不是无自由式战斗
所有你的嘴巴杀死了所有的人
试着脱离我，你在云层中
Smokin'Dope，这就像一个羞涩高
黑鬼认为他们学会了飞行
但他们燃烧，混蛋，你应该死
谈论你的钱，但对我来说很有趣
所有你在他妈的和我犯下的时候生活
我是一个自制百万富翁
暴徒，在监狱里，空气中的手枪（哈哈）
Biggie，记得我曾经让你睡在沙发上
并乞求一个婊子让你在房子里睡觉？
现在它是关于VESSACE，你复制了我的风格
五次镜头不能掉下我，我把它带走了，笑了笑
现在我回到了录制的直线
用我的啊，我还是你喜欢讨厌的暴徒
妈妈，我击中了他们！
[第4节：Kadafi]
我来自n-e-w jers'哪里发生了大量谋杀案
没有任何点或逗号，我们将戏剧带给所有的草药
现在去检查方案：lil'停止
我会把假g带到你的膝盖上，克服在杰尼罗
小金，你被挑在或掺杂了吗？
让你的小初级鲸兽单击熏制起来
他妈的是什么，你是傻瓜吗？
我通过布鲁克林拿钱，崩溃和捣碎
用我的点击lootin'，射击'和污染'你的街区
用15次拍摄的羽毛到你的结
Outhaw Mafia Clique Movin'上来的另一个档次
你的流行明星突然摇晃并删除了
你所有的假屁股东海岸道具头脑风暴和锁定
[第5节：E.D.I.意思是]
你是一个击败BITTER，一个PAC STYLE TAKER
我会告诉你你的脸，你不是屎，但是一个骗子
比Alizé更柔软，追逐
即将为论文谋杀
E.D.I.平均接近夹具的场景
就像一个小伙子，在一个扼流圈里有小ceas
枪咬人烟，我们不是没有motherfuckin'的笑话
萧条的生活，黑鬼更好地知道'
我们接近'在广泛的枪支中冒烟'
不需要跳跃，这是一场失落的战斗
一旦放大博客，我就会越过射频
黑鬼，我击中了他们！
[Outro：2Pac]
现在你告诉我谁赢了
我看到他们，他们跑，哈哈哈
他们不想看到我们
整个初级m.a.f.i.a. Clique Tressin'Up Tryna是我们
他妈的他们如何成为暴徒
当我们总是在我们的工作？
我们百万富翁
Killin'不是公平的，但有人必须这样做
哦，是的，Mobb Deep，你想和我们起诉吗？
你很少的年轻屁股母亲
你们中的一个黑鬼还没有镰状细胞或某些东西'？
你真他妈的和我一起，黑鬼
你他妈的他妈的并癫痫发作或心脏病发作
你最好回到他妈的
在你被击打之前搞砸了
这就是我们在我们身边的方式
你们中的任何一个想带它的纽约黑鬼，带来它！
但我们不是在唱歌'，我们带来戏剧
他妈的你和哟'motherfuckin'妈妈！
我们杀了所有母亲的母亲！
现在，当我出来的时候，我告诉过你这是关于Bigie
然后每个人都不得不张开嘴
与母亲的意见
好吧，这就是我们如何这样做：他妈的Mobb Deep！他妈的biggie！
他妈的坏男孩作为员工，记录标签，作为母亲的船员！
如果你想和坏男孩一起下来，那么他也是他妈的！
Chino XL，他妈的你也是！
你所有的母亲，他妈的你也是！
（拿钱，拿钱）
所有的你所有的母亲，他妈的，死！
Motherfucker，我的.44让你们所有的孩子都不会成长！
你妈妈不能成为我们或看到我们
我们母亲的暴徒生活Ridas
Westside'直到我们死了！
在加利福尼亚州的黑鬼，我们警告了你
我们将炸毁你的母亲！我们做了我们的工作！
你觉得你是暴徒吗？黑鬼，我们是母亲的暴徒！
不是没有杀死
和真正的黑鬼，你所有的母亲都觉得我们
我们的狗屎走了三倍和4-四倍
你的黑鬼笑'因为我们的员工在他们的母亲面前有枪
你知道它是如何：当我们删除记录时，他们觉得
你的黑鬼无法感受到，我们是最领先的
他妈的，我们，我们坏男孩killas！