Testo TROUBLESOME 96 – 2pac

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Testo della canzone TROUBLESOME 96 di 2pac
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Troublesome nigga
[chorus plays in background]
Troublesome 19-muthafuckin-96 (westside)
Let it be known nigga
Boss of all bosses, Makaveli

Menacin’ methods label me a lethal weapon
making niggas die witnessin’ breathless imperfections
can you picture my specific plan
to be the man in this wicked land,underhanded hits are planned
scams are plotted over grams and rocks
when undercover agents die by the random shots
we all die in the end, so the feds we swore
I was all about my ends, fuck friends and foes
me, a born leader, never leave the block without my my heata
got me a dog get nigga Mobb bitch nigga eata
what could they do to me that little brat
shit them niggas shot me and still terrified, I’ll get their ass
how can I show you how I feel inside
we outlawz motherfuckas can’t kill my pride
niggas talk a lot of shit but that’s after im gone
cause they fear me in physical form let it be known
I’m troublesome

[chorus]
tra la la la la la all ya niggas die [several times]

trouble shit
gutter ways my mentality is ghetto
we’re guerillas in this criminal war, we all rebels
death before dishonor bet on bomb on them first niggas do
we came for murder, pullin’ up in a herse
westside was the war cry bustin’ all freely screaming fuck
all ya’ll niggas in Swahili
pistol packin’ fresh out of jail, I ain’t goin’ back
release me to care of my heartless strap
say my name three times like Candyman
bet I roll on your ass like an avalance
a soul survivor, learned to get high and pull drive bys
burned my folks, can’t control my nine
hearin’ thoughts of my enemies pleadin’ please
busta ass motherfuckas tried to flee
picture me lettin this chum

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