Strictly 4 My N.I.G.G.A.Z. Lyrics
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Strictly 4 My N.I.G.G.A.Z. Lyricsby Tupac Buy album CD: Other Songs LET - UC ['Pac speaking] Yo 'Law! Is it cool if a nigga just get fucked up for this one? Yeah! Mr. Fuck-a-Cop is BACK.. And I still don't give a fuck, yaknahmsayin? Puffin on this indo.. in the studio with my partners out here Pacific Heights in the house, know what I mean [2Pac] I was framed, so don't make the same mistake, nigga You gotta learn how to shake the snakes, nigga Cause the police love to break a nigga Send em upstate cause they straight-up hate the niggaz So what I do is get a crew of zoo niggaz Straight fools into rules and do niggaz And one-time had enough of me I'm still raw so the law can't fuck with me They wanna send me to the pen, punk picture that I stay strapped motherfuckers better get your gat It ain't easy bein me I can't take it Life as a celebrity ain't everything they make it And ever since the movies, these hoes try to do me If they can't screw me, they find a way to sue me Now can you picture me coolin, at a night club? Nothin but love, but motherfuckers wanna mean mug Since I wear a lot of gold, they plot Don't know what I got, and get shot with the hot ones And aww yeah, I wanna feel guilty But you punk motherfuckers tried to milk me You'll get smacked behind the hill with my phone on my pager It's beepin while I cut you with my razor I'm not violent, I'm petrified and nervous I got no mercy for these niggaz tryin to serve us But if you catch me outta pocket, then I'm got You love to shoot a nigga but you scared to pop a cop Now drop it [Chorus: 2Pac] Strictly for my - strictly for my - strictly for my niggaz Strictly for my - strictly for my - strictly for my niggaz Strictly for my - strictly for my - strictly for my niggaz Strictly for my niggaz makin G's [2Pac] Reflected and disrespected, plus I'm rejected You're just another rapper, who swears he's makin records That's what they said - whenever I would walk by I never tripped though - always kept my head up high Eventually, I knew that I would find my way After the darkest night, always comes a brighter day And some would say, that turned away is all you'll get I just said, "bet," and never let 'em see me sweat Cause in the end, I knew that I would have it all While non-believers, were prayin for my downfall And some would call, and tell me that they wish me well But in my heart, I'm knowin that they wish me hell Yo get a real job, rappin doesn't pay the rent I hate the studio cause that's where all my money went Never surrender, it's all about the faith you've got Don't ever stop, just push it til you hit the top And if you drop, at least you know you gave your all Be true to you, and that way you can never fall But beware, these backstabbers ain't no joke Just like a rope, they hang on you until you're broke And when you're broke, they move onto the next dope And there you are, can't even pay your car, nope And when you reminisce, thinkin how you got dissed Remember how it felt, and then remember this Be true to you, believe that there's no one bigger Cause they can all suck dick - it's strictly for my niggaz [Chorus] [2Pac] (This is) This is for the critics if you live up Pick up my shit or I'll be back doin stickups I better see five stars next to my picture If not, Tupac will cop the glock and come knockin to getcha I told you once motherfucker I'm a nut Play me like a butt and you'll be bleedin when you're fucked Niggaz know what's up but they be tryin to hold me down I'm comin outta Oaktown, bitch fuck around And it ain't where you from that makes you hardcore Nigga it's the way you throw them thangs in the war And to the marks that be talkin all that shit Screamin out the next nigga's name like a bitch And the niggaz that I ran into recently The motherfuckers at the club that pulled the piece on me You little bitches shoulda pulled the fuckin trigga Now you live in fear of a heartless-ass nigga Mr. Troublesome; niggaz tried to play me with the gat But like Terminator nigga, I'll be back Yeah! And I'll be back with a fuckin army You tried to harm me -- ruh-ring the alarm G! Cause most motherfuckers love to act up Without they backup, when they get jacked up they crack up It's strictly for my niggaz at the show So they know, not to play me like a ho (ho!!!) Strictly for my... [Chorus 3X (continues afterwards, breaking into ad libs)]
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