| The return of the mashers, you know how we do it
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| Hahaha!
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| Shit half the times we fought and caused trouble
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| My closest road dog it was cool cause I love you
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| Fuck what they talkin' bout
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| Let me take you back in time, rewind to eighty-nine
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| Introduced me to this life of crime, but we was blind
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| Little nappy-haired juveniles, livin' wild
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| No smiles on our faces, thirteen catchin' cases
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| Indeed, it was misery
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| Driven by my own demons, cause they was killin' me
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| How can I be sure I’ll be saved soon?
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| Catch me dip into the light, of a stray moon
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| It’s gettin' deeper now, let me get yo' mind right
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| Fuck yo' enemies, nigga grip yo' nine tight, tonight’s the night
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| Murder murder Mr. Lucifer
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| Pictures of the devil DUCK when he shoot at cha, it’s all political
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| Runnin' from the future, escapin' in the fog
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| Live yo' life like a hog nigga, me and my closest road dogz
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| Every ghetto street got a crosswalk
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| Let me get to the other side with my road dogz
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| (me and my closest road dog)
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| All roam in the scary place called home
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| Take a second victim and if they all gone, my closest road dogz
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| Every ghetto street got a stop sign
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| Can I trust in you my road dogz on mine?
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| Even when I’m goin' through hard times
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| I still got my closest road dogz lookin' out for all mine
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| Haha. |
| bring artillery and ROLL with a nigga
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| They could never take the soul of a M.O.B. |
| soldier nigga
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| Cowards get rolled up, mob on 'em Makaveli
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| Boy you’s a boss player, that’s what all the bitches tell me
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| Even if I died now
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| I live my life eternally and never lie down, why cry now?
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| Fooled a few but never 'came a gamer
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| Ain’t tryin' to hear it
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| Evil spirits hide at total strangers, yo' life’s in danger
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| Prepare nigga be aware, cause we ain’t scared
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| M.O.B., 'til I die, when we ride niggas disappear
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| Fill 'em up with pistol smoke
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| Never forget to blow a hole in his head
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| For leakin' information to the feds
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| The burnin' bed was the tellin' sign
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| Two hired guns bustin' everyone, yellin' everybody die
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| Why the fuck they fuck around, we left 'em in the fog
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| Bleedin' like a stuck hog, me and my closest road dogz
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| Every ghetto street got a crosswalk
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| Let me get to the other side with my road dogz
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| (Bleedin' like a stuck hog, me and my closest road dogz)
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| All roam in the scary place called home
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| Take a second victim and if they all gone, my closest road dogz
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| Every ghetto street got a stop sign
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| Can I trust in you my road dogz on mine?
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| Even when I’m goin' through hard times
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| I still got my closest road dogz lookin' out for all mine
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| Fuck they feelings, that’s what they get for squealin'
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| That’s the pressures of a gangsta, dangerous this drug dealin'
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| See me in physical form, my niggas swarm
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| Take the figure of a circle beatin' jealous niggas 'til they purple
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| Simon Says take they heads homies
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| And send them phony motherfuckers to dwell with all they dead homies
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| Fishin' for fake niggas, observe and shake niggas
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| The only way to see six figures, is break niggas
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| Me and Mussolini set to ride we high
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| Big Bogart got the alibi, homicide ask us why
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| Labelled a Capo in the mob as big as the globe
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| To live and die as a millionaire, on.
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| Set to explode, my M.O., is kill them hoes
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| My pistol’s like a disease, my enemies and foes
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| Get murdered and disposed of, we in the fog
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| Makaveli the Don, and my closest road dogz
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| Every ghetto street got a crosswalk
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| Let me get to the other side with my road dogz
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| (my closest road dogz)
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| All roam in the scary place called home
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| Take a second victim and if they all gone, (my closest road dogz)
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| Every ghetto street got a stop sign
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| Can I trust in you my road dogz on mine?
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| Even when I’m goin' through hard times
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| I still got my closest road dogz lookin' out for all mine
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| Every ghetto street got a crosswalk
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| Let me get to the other side with my road dogz
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| All roam in the scary place called home
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| Take a second victim and if they all gone, my closest road dogz
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| Every ghetto street got a stop sign
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| Can I trust in you my road dogz on mine?
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| Even when I’m goin' through hard times
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| I still got my closest road dogz lookin' out for all mine |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song My Closest RoadDogz , by - 2Pac. Song from the album Until The End Of Time, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп