2 Pac 2pac & Big L - Deadly Combination (1) Lyrics

Yeah n____!...
You know!...
That's right!...
Yeah baby!... That's how we do it...

Hahaha...hahahahhh...

Follow me tell me if you feel me!
I think n____s is tryin' to kill me
Picturin' pistols
Spittin' hollow points 'til they grill me
Keepin' it real
And even if I do conceal my criminal thoughts
Preoccupied with keepin' steels... see n____s is lost
Sittin' in court
Turned snitches that used to be real
But now they petrified b____es I'm tryin' to be strong
They sendind' armies out to bomb me
Listen to Ron
The only DJ that could calm me
Constantly harmed
My firepower keep me warm
I'm trapped in the storm
And f___ the world 'til I'm gone
b____es be warned
Word is born you'll get torn
I'm bustin' on Juliani ain't worried my n____s' armed
At night it's on
Before I leave
Picture me
I'm spittin' at punk b____es and hustlin' to be free
Watch me set it
n____s don't want it
You can get it
Bet it... make these jealous n____s mad I said it
This' Thug Life n____ we don't cater to you hoes
f___ with me... have a hundred m________as at your door
With 4.4s

Yeah n____!...
Thug Life!...

Big L

I be that young shorty,fly,smoothe, glorious kid
A Bad Boy just like Notorious B.I.G
A Rockafella like Sean Carter
With more game than Ron Harper
The bomb sparker,rapper, slash armed robber
While yall be on the corner b__min' and gettin' high
I be out... buyin' the finest s___ money can buy
You wish you was in the position that I'm in
Hot rhymin'
Diamonds shinin'
Autograph signin'
My lifestyle is far out
Every week bring a different car out
I go to night clubs and buy the bar out... uhh...
'Cause I keep clean
I'm large on the street scene
Every time I touch mics you hear all the freaks scream

Yeah!...Yeah!... Big L
Harlem's finest
The n____ who hold it down from uptown

2PAC

Hahaha...
This' how we do it out here on this underground real s___ n____
It's the heat n____
Now rewind this m________a you know you can't help it!
Deadly combination boa'!...