Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
2Pac
2Pac
Vocals
Big L
Big L
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ron Bowser
Ron Bowser
Composer
Lamont Coleman
Lamont Coleman
Composer
Tupac Amaru Shakur
Tupac Amaru Shakur
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Alon Cohen
Alon Cohen
Recording Engineer
Bob Brown
Bob Brown
Recording Engineer
Carlisle Young
Carlisle Young
Mixing Engineer
Ron G.
Ron G.
Producer

Lyrics

Yes, indeed, it's the mix king Ron G I got somethin' the world ain't ready for New York City, L.A., Chicago, Atlanta D.C., Detroit, New Orleans Y'all know the deal! Flavor! Hahahahahaha! Yeah, nigga Yeah, that's right Baby! That's how we do it Follow me, tell me if you feel me I think niggas is tryna kill me Picturin' pistols, spittin' hollow points 'til they drill me Keepin' it real, and even if I do conceal My criminal thoughts, preoccupied wit' keepin' steel See, niggas is false, sittin' in court, turned snitches That used to be real, but now they petrified bitches I'm tryin' to be strong, they sendin' armies out to bomb me Listen to Ron, the only DJ that can calm me Constantly armed, my firepower keep me warm I'm trapped in the storm, and fuck the world 'til I'm gone! Bitches be warned, word is bond, you'll get torn I'm bustin' on Giuliani, he rubbin' my niggas wrong And then it's on! Before I leave, picture me I'm spittin' at punk bitches, and hustlin' to be free Watch me set it! Niggas don't want it, you can get it, bet it! Make these jealous niggas mad, I said it! This Thug Life, nigga, we don't cater to you hoes Fuck wit' me, have a hunnid muthafuckaz at yo' do' wit' .44's! Hahahahaha! Yeah, nigga! Thug Life I be that young, pretty, fly, smooth, glorious kid A Bad Boy just like Notorious B.I.G A Rock-A-Fella like Shawn Carter Wit' more game than Ron Harper The bomb sparker rapper slash armed robber While y'all be on the corners bummy and high I be out buyin' the finest shit money can buy You wish you was in a position that I'm in Hot rhymin', diamonds shinin', autograph signin' My lifestyle is far out Every week, bring a different car out I go to nightclubs and buy the bar out Uh! 'Cause I keep C.R.E.A.M., I'm large on the street scene Every time I touch mics, you hear all the freaks scream Yeah, yeah, Big L, Harlem's finest, yeah That nigga who hold it down for Uptown Hahahaha! That's how we do it out here on this underground real shit, nigga It's the heat, nigga! Now, rewind this motherfucker, you know you can't help it Deadly combination, boy!
Writer(s): Tupac Amaru Shakur, Lamont Coleman, Ron Browser Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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