You a what? Bad boy killaz (That's right bitch, fuck em' all) Hahaha yeah nigga, fuck em' all (That's right bitch, fuck em' all) Fuck all you muthafuckers
You a what? Bad Boy Killaz (That's right bitch, Fuck em' all) Hahaha yeah nigga, fuck em' all (That's right bitch, Fuck em' all) Fuck all you muthafuckers
Перевод: 2pac. Ебать Em All.
: You a what? Bad Boy Killaz (That's right bitch, Fuck em' all) Hahaha yeah nigga, fuck em' all (That's right bitch, Fuck em' all) Fuck all you muthafuckers
hit her from the back (Jeahh) I'm young and thuggin, I don't give a fuck He can make love to you, I'ma beat it up… [Chorus] [Verse 2] Me & shawty in
swing they chain All the gangstas in the street that be doin they thang [Verse 2] Wont stop till my whole team in thug mansion And I sell like pac Thats
Faggot2Dope and Silent Gay Claimin Detroit, when y'all live twenty miles away (fuckin punks) And I don't wrestle, I'll knock you fuckin faggots the fuck out Ask 'em
problems now everybody on my blocks got 'em I'm screaming like those two cops when 2pac shot 'em Holding two glocks, I hope your doors got new locks on 'em
the underground like sewer smoke It's all shifty, I got all-a my dogs wit' me And they all rich, and still all-a they palms itchy We'll pump, rumble over
line on the D.A. cause I'm fuckin his secretary I black out and start cussin, bust 'em and touch 'em all They panic and bitches duckin, I rush 'em and fuck 'em all
it's how it is Only real niggas stay on top [Chorus] Why are all you niggas all up in my shit? Tell them motherfucker's Outlawz Fuck all y'all Жизнь Pac
bad boy, Then fuck you too. Chino xl, fuck you too. All you mother fuckers, Fuck you too. (take money, take money) All of y'all mother fuckers, Fuck
Y'all niggaz can't fuck with this whole thug shit (Hennessy) {Obie Trice} That's what I'm sippin on Now let me tell ‘em who I be {Tupac} Big ballin
me no I got MINE, FUCK THEM OTHER SUCKERS, that's the mentality Jealous-ass bustaz, make it hell for us Chorus: 2Pac (and harmonizing vocals) *repeat 2
cut off Fuck 'em all what I scream as I dream in tongues Fuck a trick, get me rich and the bitches'll come Bust my gun, make 'em all scatter Bullets
Ain't nothing left now Treated like a stepchild Was not for me Nothing but busters and bitches (fuck em all) Be rocking beats Fake in fame [Verse 2: Kadafi
