Fuckin Wit The Wrong Nigga Lyrics
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03;gaz.. fuckin wit the wrong nigga..<br /><br /><em>[2Pac]<br />My seductive introduction be specific, still elusive<br />but exclusive's what I give you when I kick it, and I'm still lifted<br />Niggaz can't get with Mr. Wicked<br />Picture me flippin my adversaries, gettin the dick swiftly<br />Niggaz are swingin wild, but they styles miss me<br />You can bring that bitch but ya whole click'll still get treated shitty<br />Business never personal I'm up before the sun come up on thai<br />Just a ghetto star, a dropped up double-R is what I'm ridin<br />Nigga, if you was half the man yo' bitch was, bring you artillery<br />when you come for me, cause we sick thugs<br />No hesitation when I pull and blast, cause Syke was bustin<br />plus, Bow had 'em duckin, screamin, "Get they cash!"<br />So now I got the law on me, my phone's tapped<br />So I had to send word through my lil' homies<br />Tell them niggaz this the year when they pull the trigger<br />Shit, this is what you get, for fuckin, wit the wrong nigga..<br />This is what you get, when you fuckin wit the wrong nigga..<br />Hehehehe, yeah nigga, peep it<br /><br />Before I lay me down to sleep I, pray and thank the Lord<br />for givin me another fruitful, dayyy<br />I wanna be a peaceful man but still when niggaz come for me<br />all I can see is gettin 'em, killed<br />For real it's how I feel, reflect my thoughts, flowin on these reels<br />Make my enemies deal with my steel, they caps peeled<br />We still cool but you played yourself<br />Give him the mac and make him spray hisself, heyyy<br />Fallin legends clutchin chrome three-five-seven<br />Puttin two bullets to they dome, wanted to die in heaven<br />Why call in shots nobody really as clear as me<br />Ain't tryin to help the feds get a case for conspiracy<br />Murder my foes get disposed of<br />We all homies to the death, so my true niggaz show me love<br />God forgive me for my lifestyle, a negative figure<br />But why they fuckin wit the wrong nigga, y'know?<br />It's like..<br />Why you fuckin wit the wrong nigga..<br /><br />I was raised by thugs, schooled by killers<br />Learned my mathematic skills from real drug dealers<br />Tried to rise but they tried me<br />I guess they all had to die cause we tried peace<br />I die in these streets, blast 'til they recognize<br />Still do or die, all my niggaz gettin high watchin time fly<br />Best strategize on the way to profit<br />Best organize how you ride so they can't stop it<br />Then keep it poppin lot of busters wanna see me fall<br />I fucked yo' bitch and now this new shit gon' fade 'em all<br />My niggaz ball made a call for some backup<br />for lil' homies and my dogs in the black truck<br />Buck buck was the sound as they gats burst<br />No need for ambulance, baby bring the black hearse<br />Shoulda never fucked around busta, how you figure?<br />Makin moves on the wrong nigga, is what it sounds like<br />Ding ding ding.. when you fuck wit the wrong nigga..<br />Niggaz gettin hit, when they fuck, wit the wrong nigga..<br />Fuckin wit the wrong nigga..<br />