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    2PAC

    Greatest Hits 1998 ©

    Troublesome '96

    Troublesome nigga

    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
    Undercover agents die by the random shots
    Outlaws motherfuckers die by the random shots
    We all die in the end, so revenge we swore
    I was all about my ends, fuck friends and foes
    Me, a born leader, never leave the block without my heata
    Got me a dog and named her my 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 I'm gone
    Cause they fear me in physical form let it be known
    I'm troublesome


    Tra la la la la la all ya niggas die
    Troublesome niggas, outlaw, put it down to the fullest, spittin rhymes and bullets, haha.
    We troublesome, yall know what time it is, call the punk police, they cant stop us, niggas run the streets

    Trouble shit
    Gutter ways my mentality is ghetto
    We're guerrillas 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
    Murder my foes, can't control my nine
    Hearin' thoughts of my enemies pleadin' please
    Busta ass motherfuckas tried to flee
    Picture me letting this chump survive
    Redin' up on his ass when I'm doped and died
    Cause I'm troublesome


    Young, strapped, and I dont give a fuck, I'm hopeless.
    I live a thuglife losing my focus, baby.
    I'm troublesome, haha Badboy killer, there is no one realer, what you saw was the rough rugged and raw.
    Outlaw. Outlaw.

    Murder murder my mind states shit ain't change since my last rhyme
    The crime rate ain't decline
    Niggas bustin' shots like they lost their mind
    Like twenty-five to life never crossed their mind
    Tell me young nigga never learned a thang
    Dead at thirteen cause he yearned to bang
    Sent a lot of flowers, but how can I cry
    Try to warn a little nigga either stop or die
    Mercy is for the weak when I speak I scream
    Afraid to sleep in havin' of crazy dreams
    Vivid pictures of my enemies and family times
    God to forgive me cause it's wrong but I plan to die
    Either take me in heaven and understand I was a G'
    Did the best I could, raised in insanity
    Or send me to hell cause I ain't beggin' for my life
    Ain't nothing worse than this cursed ass hopeless life
    I'm troublesome


    In your wildest dreams you couldn't picture a nigga like me.
    Haha I'm troublesome and I don't give a fuck.
    I'm troublesome.
    Like my nigga Napoleon said, nigga, somebody gotta explain why I aint got shit.
    Haha I'm troublesome.
    You know what time it is, the Outlaw click, young rugged and sick, Makaveli the Don, the boss of all bosses.
    Mousolinni, Edi Mean, Hussain Fatal, Kadafi, Kastro, Napoleon.
    We aint fuckin around.
    We troublesome.
    Hey yo, we troublesome.
    I aint going back.
    Haha, Young Kastro, the first to blast last one to dash, going for the hoes and the cash.
    Fuck you niggas.
    Outlawz.
    Kadafi, trump tight never sloppy, them muthafuckas try to copy but they cant mock you nigga, you too strong.
    Outlawz keep it going on, you know whats up.
    Outlawz.
    Outlawz.
    Outlawz.
    Outlawz.
    This is dedicated to the real niggas, all the real troublesome souljas on the streets.

    1998 ©




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