Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Strictly 4 My N.I.G.G.A.Z..., artist - 2Pac.
Date of issue: 31.12.1992
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Strictly 4 My N.I.G.G.A.Z... |
Yo, law |
Is it cool if a nigga just get fucked up for this one? |
Yeah, Mr. Fuck-a-Cop is back |
And I still don’t give a fuck, yaknahmsayin'? |
Puffin' on this indo |
In the studio with my partners out here |
Pacific Heights in the house, know what I mean? |
I was framed, so don’t make the same mistake, nigga |
You gotta learn how to shake the snakes, nigga |
'Cause the police love to break a nigga |
Send 'em upstate cause they straight-up hate the niggas |
So what I do is get a crew of zoo niggas |
Straight fools into rules and do niggas |
And one-time had enough of me |
I’m still raw so the law can’t fuck with me |
They wanna send me to the pen, punk, picture that |
I stay strapped, motherfuckers better get your gat |
It ain’t easy bein' me, I can’t take it |
Life as a celebrity ain’t everything they make it |
And ever since the movies these hoes try to do me |
If they can’t screw me, they find a way to sue me |
Now can you picture me coolin' at a night club? |
Nothin' but love, but motherfuckers wanna mean mug |
Since I wear a lot of gold, they plot |
Don’t know what I got and get shot with the hot ones |
And, aw yeah, I wanna feel guilty |
But you punk motherfuckers tried to milk me |
You’ll get smacked behind the ear with my phone or my pager |
It’s beepin' while I cut you with my razor |
I’m not violent, I’m petrified and nervous |
I got no mercy for these niggas tryin' to serve us |
But if you catch me outta pocket, then I’m got |
You love to shoot a nigga but you scared to pop a cop |
Now drop it |
Strictly for my, strictly for my, strictly for my niggas |
Strictly for my, strictly for my, strictly for my niggas |
Strictly for my, strictly for my, strictly for my niggas |
Strictly for my niggas, makin' G’s |
Reflected and disrespected, plus I’m rejected |
You’re just another rapper, who swears he’s makin' records |
That’s what they said whenever I would walk by |
I never tripped though, always kept my head up high |
Eventually I knew that I would find my way |
After the darkest night always comes a brighter day |
And some would say, that turned away is all you’ll get |
I just said «Bet!,» and never let 'em see me sweat |
'Cause in the end, I knew that I would have it all |
While non-believers were prayin' for my downfall |
And some would call and tell me that they wish me well |
But in my heart, I’m knowin' that they wish me hell |
Yo, get a real job, rappin' doesn’t pay the rent |
I hit the studio, 'cause that’s where all my money went |
Never surrender, it’s all about the faith you’ve got |
Don’t ever stop, just push it 'til you hit the top |
And if you drop, at least you know you gave your all |
Be true to you, and that way you can never fall |
But beware, these backstabbers ain’t no joke |
Just like a rope, they hang on you until you’re broke |
And when you’re broke, they move onto the next dope |
And there you are, can’t even pay your car note |
And when you reminisce, thinkin' how you got dissed |
Remember how it felt and then remember this |
Be true to you, believe that there’s no one bigger |
'Cause they can all suck dick, it’s strictly for my niggas |
Strictly for my, strictly for my, strictly for my niggas |
Strictly for my, strictly for my, strictly for my niggas |
Strictly for my, strictly for my, strictly for my niggas |
Strictly for my niggas, makin' G’s |
This is for the critics if you live up |
Pick up my shit or I’ll be back doin' stick-ups |
I better see five stars next to my picture |
If not, 2Pac will cop the Glock and come knockin' to getcha |
I told you once, motherfucker, I’m a nut |
Play me like a butt and you’ll be bleedin' when you’re fucked |
Niggas know what’s up but they be tryin' to hold me down |
I’m comin' outta Oaktown, bitch fuck around |
And it ain’t where you from that makes you hardcore, nigga |
It’s the way you throw them thangs in the war |
And to the marks that be talkin' all that shit |
Screamin' out the next nigga’s name like a bitch |
And the niggas that I ran into recently |
The motherfuckers at the club that pulled the piece on me |
You little bitches shoulda pulled the fuckin' trigger |
Now you live in fear of a heartless-ass nigga |
Mr. Troublesome, niggas tried to play me with the gat |
But like Terminator, nigga, I’ll be back |
Yeah, and I’ll be back with a fuckin' army |
You tried to harm me, ring the alarm, G |
'Cause most motherfuckers love to act up, without they backup |
When they get jacked up, they crack up |
It’s strictly for my niggas at the show |
So they know, not to play me like a ho |
Strictly for my |
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Strictly for my niggas, makin' G’s |
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Strictly for my niggas, makin' G’s |
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