2Pac Fucking With The Wrong Nigga Lyrics

HaHa
n____z
f___ing with the wrong n____

My seductive introduction
Be specific
Still elusive
But exclusives what I give you when I kick it
And I'm still lifted
n____z can't get with Mr.Wicked
Picture me flipping
My adversaries getting the d___ swiftly
n____z is swinging wild but they sounds miss me
You can bring that b____ with your whole click
And still get treated s___ty
Business never personal
I'm up before the sun come up
I'm tired
Just a ghetto star
A droptop double R is what I'm riding
n____ if you was half the man your b____ was
Bring your artillery
When you come for me cuz we sick thugs
No hesitation when I pull and blast
Cuz Syke was busting
Plus Bo had em ducking screaming get they cash so...
So now I got the law on me
My phones tapped
So I had to send word through my little homies
Tell them n____z just begin when they pull the trigger
s___ this is what you get
For f___ing with the wrong n____

This is what you get when your...
f___ing with the wrong n____
HaHa yeah n____
Peep

Befor I lay me down to sleep
I pray
And thank the lord for giving me another fruitful day
I wanna be a peaceful man
But still when n____z come for me
All I can see is getting em killed
For real
Its how I feel
Perfect my thoughts flowing on these reals
Make my enemies deal with my steel
They caps peel
We still cool
But you played yourself
Give em the mac and make em spray yourselves
HEYYYYYY
Falling legends, clutching chrome 3-5-7
Putting two bullets to they dome
Wanted to die in heaven
While calling shots Nobody real
Its clear its me
Ain't trying to help the fedz get a case for conspiracy
Murder my foes, get disposed of
We all homies till the death
So my true n____z show me love
God forgive me for my lifestyle
A negative figure
But why they f___ing with the wrong n____?

You know its like.....
Why you f___ing with the wrong n____?

I was raised by thugs
Schooled by killers
Learned my mathematic skills from real drug dealers
Tried to rise but they tried me
I guess they all had to die cuz we tried peace
I die on these streets
Blast till they recognize
Still do or die
All my n____z getting high
Watching time fly
Best strategize on a way to profit
Best organize how they ride so they can't stop it
Then keep it popping
Alot of buster wanna see me fall
I f___ed your b____ and now this new s___ gonna fade em all
My n____z ball
Made a call for some backup
The little homiez and my dawgs in a black truck
Buck Buck was the sound
As they gats burst
No need for ambulance
Baby bring the black hurse
Shoulda never f___ed around buster
How you figure making moves on the wrong n____

This what it sounds like
bing...bing...bing
When you f___ing with the wrong n____
n____z getting hit when they f___ing with the wrong n____
f___ing with the wrong n____

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