Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Last Wordz , by - 2Pac. Release date: 31.12.1992
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Last Wordz |
| Ice cube’s in the mutha-fuckin'house |
| the nigga you love to hate |
| Ice cube’s in the mutha-fuckin'house |
| the nigga you love to hate |
| Ice cube’s in the mutha-fuckin'house |
| the nigga you love to hate |
| Ice cube’s in the mutha-fuckin'house |
| the nigga you love to hate |
| Yo, here comes the nigga with the ruff, terror |
| the paranoid, gots to get the boy |
| Get your steel cuz I feel like a headbanger |
| Yah, I got a gang of shits, styles guns |
| my uzzie wieghts a mutha-fuckin'ton |
| bucking down one, bucking down two, |
| bucking down your crew, mutha fuck you |
| Pigs were blue, I where black, nothing but black |
| Cause god damn its a brand new payback |
| Fuck Pat Sajak, never did nothing for a nigga |
| on tha trigga the zigga the zag the nickel the bag |
| the nigga the sag the forty five mag. |
| got you runnin’like a fag |
| So, keep your mutha-fuckin'jokes |
| Cuz, I’m that nigga with a fresh pair of locs |
| No yokes but smokes |
| Crakers and them dirty mackers friends aren’t jackers |
| get yah for your drawers, young niggas out to kill for cars |
| Ice T in the mutha fuckin’house |
| Ice T in the mutha fuckin’house |
| Ice T in the mutha fuckin’house |
| Ice T in the mutha fuckin’house |
| Ice T in the mutha fuckin’house |
| Ice T in the mutha fuckin’house |
| O to the mutha fuckin G I break crazy |
| a lot of niggas hate me but they can’t fade me Stop me clock me cops wanna glock me mutha fuck mutha fuck pigs can’t stop me UHH, am I a G, I got proof |
| Banged in my youth, keep niggas on the roof |
| with a scope, dough, Cube keep the rope Tupac string a nigga up So whats up Punk |
| You want what I got step to me wrong fuck around and get shot |
| Your moms crying fuck her bust her |
| Bitch start screaming to me and I’ll dust her |
| Pops got the LP phat, track on hit |
| Laid by the mutha fuckin’Bobcat |
| Ninety three suckas want me to go out |
| Throw the hoe out, bitch mutha fucker I’m rich |
| Tupac’s in the mutha fuckin’house |
| Tupac’s in the mutha fuckin’house |
| Tupac’s in the mutha fuckin’house |
| Tupac’s in the mutha fuckin’house |
| Tupac’s in the mutha fuckin’house |
| Got any last wordz |
| Now they’re after me, why? |
| cuz a niggas black |
| Sit back |
| Ain’t afraid to pull a triggar back |
| Let 'em come step to a real mutha-fucker |
| Mama ain’t raised no suckers |
| Dan Quayle, don’t you know you need to get your ass kicked |
| Where was you when there was niggas in the caskets? |
| Mutha-fucker rednecks all the same |
| Feel a real nigga if he ain’t balled and chained |
| That’s why we burn shit and wreck |
| Cause the punk police ain’t learned shit yet |
| You mutha-fuckas gonna pay the price |
| Can’t make a Black life, don’t take a Black life |
| It’s on, the next real nigga fall dead |
| Dred, jheri curl, process, or bald head |
| Be prepared for the smoke to bust |
| What niggas need to do is start loc’in up United we stand divided we fall |
| They can shoot one nigga |
| But they can’t take us alll |
| Let’s get along with the Mexicans |
| And we can all have peace on the sets again |
| Imagine that if it took place |
| Keeping the smile off their white fakes |
| I ain’t racist but lets trade places |
| Trace the hate 'n face it One nigga teach two niggas |
| three teach four niggas |
| And them niggas teach more niggas |
| And when we blast |
| That’ll be the biggest blast you’ve heard |
| And them is my last wordz |