2Pac Tradin War Stories (ft. C-Bo, Dramacydal, Outlawz & Storm) Lyrics

[2Pac]
A military mind n____
A military mind mean money
A criminal grind n____
A criminal grind mean hustle
You know

Chorus: 2Pac (repeat 2X)

We tradin war stories, we Outlawz on the rise
Jealous n____z I despise, look in my eyes

[2Pac]
Now can your mind picture, a thug n____ drinkin hard liquor
This ghetto life has got me catchin up to God quicker
Who would figure that all I need was a hair trigger
semi-automatic Mack 11 just to scare n____z
Pardon my thug poetry, but suckers is born everyday
and fear of man - grow on trees
Criminal ties for centuries, a legend in my own rhymes
So n____z whisper when they mention
Machiavelli was my tutor Donald Goines, my father figure
Moms sent me to go play with the drug dealers
Hits fall, we thug n____z and we came in packs.
Every one of n____z strapped sippin on 'nac (Cognac)
In the back, my AR-15
Thuggin till I die, these streets got me cravin thorazine
Fat as that a__ that honey shakin

Chorus (w/ Outlawz)

[Fatal (?)]
I bust a trey-trey, buggin an' s___
They call it overthuggin and s___
But I was just a younger n____;
gettin older and lovin this s___
But what was I doin in this place?
To the fakes without a pistol in the first,
facin termination in the worst
But I figured to play the wall; to watch all these
playa hatin n____z position for I could see 'em all
Made it up out of there, lucky to be here to tell you
But it'll never be a repeat people I'm tryin to tell you.

[Dramacydal (?)]
Now picture the scenery, I'm thugged out smokin greenery
Considered a B.G., but I'm off in this game somethin D-P
My eyes only see deez, that's why I'm young and burnt out
Learned the know how, well how to do now, by 18 turned out
And why I do it - the ridin and smokin
Collidin with foes - in the worst place;
y'all shouldn'ta f___ed with us ,in the first place
Y'all real O.G.'s, droppin game to the youngsters
Y'all don't want no funk cause
y'all be the next in the long line of war stories

Chorus

[C-Bo]
I breaks 'em off with this gangsta war story tale
Stackin loot up in the coupe that I protect with a Mack 12
Slap my clip in the chamber; fool, your life's in danger
No one will remain when I come through dumpin insane
Call me Bo-wl of Major Pain, gun-slang and movin 'caine
I be the n____ that's pullin the trigga
and dumpin the hollow points in your brain
Mo' bigger b____ that RuPaul, Thug Life ain't a ball
We bust that a__ up against the wall (up against the wall)
(???) Never been no (??) men
How we bucks 'em down on the way to the ground
ain't nuttin but the hog in me
Bust off his d____, killin (??) and keep mobbin G
It ain't no problem (??) funk off
(???) blow down punks with my sawed off
Bust they dirty-a__ drawers off
and had them b____ n____z hauled off

Chorus

[Outlawz (?)]
My whole family been raised, on s___ that ain't okay
Ain't nuttin on this earth will make a n____ like me stay
I'm reminiscin, and catchin flashbacks when n____s ran up
in my house and I was too young, to try to blast back
What happend then? No one would tell me since I was three
Heard they got to my peoples, now they livin somewhere free
But f___ that, you got what's mines and I want that
Never drop my guard, been on the squad, since ways back
And now I'm sittin, holdin in anger because my parents missin
Thuggin Immortal, got some war stories for ya

[Storm]
Now look at me - straight Outlaw Immortal
Never gave a f___ cause I was nobody's daughter
Outlawin from my t__s to my c___s, don't try to figure
cause the murderous tendencies of my mind can't be controlled, n____
So who's the bigger, who's the quickest killer?
Would ya try to trip with my finger on the 9 milla
When I got cha on kay-nine-fourths
Prayin to God as your life goes back and forth
We tradin war stories

Chorus (repeats through to end, getting softer)

['Pac talking]
War stories n____; hahaha, what players do
Thug Life, Outlaw Immortalz
m_________in Tupac a.k.a. Makaveli
Can you feel me? Just so you know, it's on Death Row
My n____z love that s___
Dramacydal in this m_________er, heheheh
Yea n____! Shout out to my n____z Fatal and Felony
C-Bo, the bald head nut, what?
You know what time it is

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