2Pac ft. Eminem, Notorious B.I.G., Game, 50 Cent - When We Ride (DJ Nabz Remix) | Текст песни

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• 2Pac ft. Eminem, Notorious B.I.G., Game, 50 Cent
• When We Ride (DJ Nabz Remix)

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[Tupac]
My adversaries crumble when we rumble it's a catastrophe
I pull revenge on bitch niggaz that blasted me
Plus my alias is Makaveli
A loaded three-fifty-seven with hollow points to a nigga belly
Bust him to see if he bleed, he shoulda never fucked around
with a sick-ass nigga like me
They call my name out and niggaz run, best be prepared
for the Outlawz, here we come.

[ Eminem]
I spit it slow so these kids know that I'm talkin' to 'em
Give it back to these damn critics and sock it to 'em
I'm like a thug, with a little bit of Pac influence
I spew it, and look how I got you bitches rockin' to it
You mothafuckers could never do it like I could do it
Don't even try it, you'll look stupid, do not pursue it
Don't ever in your life, try to knock the truest
I spit the illest shit ever, been dropped in two inch
So ticky-tock.

[Chorus]
Thug nigga till we die, no mercy
on these playa hatin bitches, ask me why - when we ride!
You mothafuckers could never do it like I could do it
Don't even try hatin bitches, ask me why - when we ride!
Thug nigga till we die, no mercy
on these playa hatin bitches, ask me why - when we ride!
Thug nigga till we die, no mercy
on these playa hatin bitches, ask me why - when we ride!

[Eminem]
Everybody halts and stops, calls the cops
All you see is bitches comin' out their halter tops
Running and ducking out the Hot Rocks parking lot
You'll all get shot whether its your fault or not
I'm a lit fuse, anything I do bitch, it's news
Pistol whippin' motherfuckin' bouncer 6'2"
Who needs bullets, soon as I pull it, you sweat bullets
An excellent method to get rid of the next bully

[The Game]
Primetime nigga, is my time nigga
Jacob ain't got shit to do with my shine nigga
Cause when the sun come up
From behind the sea, niggas see me behind the B
To the hood, parked crooked behind that chain fence
And I'm goin' down behind my dogs but I ain't Vick
Tell me one album I put out that ain't sick?
No I'm not the Doctor, but I produce the same shit!

[B.I.G]
Blood rushin', concussions ain't nothin'
Catch cases, come out fronting, smoking something
Sippin' White Russians, bitch in the Benz bumpin'
I laced it with the basic, six TV's a system
Knocking Mase shit; face it, we hard to hit
Guard your shit, 'fore I stick you for your re-up
Wipe the pee up, mixed shots, woke your seed up
Go in the ashtray, spark the weed up

[50cent]