Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Tradin' War Stories, artist - 2Pac.
Date of issue: 12.02.1996
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Tradin' War Stories |
A military mind, nigga |
A military mind mean money |
A criminal grind, nigga |
A criminal grind mean hustle |
You know |
We tradin' war stories, we Outlawz on the rise |
Jealous niggas I despise, look in my eyes |
We tradin' war stories, we Outlawz on the rise |
Jealous niggas I despise, look in my eyes |
Now can your mind picture, a thug nigga drinkin' hard liquor |
This ghetto life has got me catchin' up to God quicker |
Who would figure that all I need was a hair trigger |
Semi-automatic MAC-11 just to scare niggas |
Pardon my thug poetry, but suckers is born everyday |
And feared men grow on trees |
Criminal ties for centuries, a legend in my own rhymes |
So niggas whisper when they mention |
Machiavelli was my tutor, Donald Goines, my father figure |
Mama sent me to go play with the drug dealers |
Henceforth, we thug niggas and we came in packs |
Every one of my niggas strapped sippin' on 'Gnac |
In the back, my AR-15 |
Thuggin' 'til I die, these streets got me cravin' thorazine |
My lyrics are blueprints to money makin' |
Fat as that ass that honey shakin' |
My nigga tradin' war stories, we Outlawz on the rise |
Jealous niggas I despise, look in my eyes |
My nigga tradin' war stories, we Outlawz on the rise |
Jealous niggas despise, look in my eyes |
I bust a trey-trey, buggin an' shit |
They call it overthuggin' and shit |
But I was just a younger nigga, gettin' older and lovin' this shit |
But what was I doin' in this place? |
To the fakes without a pistol in the first |
Facin' termination in the worst |
But I figured to play the wall; |
to watch all |
These playa hatin' niggas position for I could see 'em all |
Made it up out of there, lucky to be here to tell you |
But it’ll never be a repeat, people, I’m tryna tell you |
Now picture the scenery, I’m thugged out smokin' greenery |
Considered a BG, but I’m off in this game something D-P |
My eyes only see deez, that’s why I’m young and burnt out |
Learned the know how, well how to do now, by 18 turned out |
And wide open, the ridin' and smokin' |
Collidin' with foes in the worst place |
Y’all shouldn’ta fucked with us, in the first place |
Y’all real OGs, droppin' game to the youngsters |
Y’all don’t want no funk 'cause |
Y’all be the next in the long line of war stories |
We tradin' war stories, we Outlawz on the rise |
Jealous niggas I despise, look in my eyes |
We tradin' war stories, we Outlawz on the rise |
Jealous niggas I despise, look in my eyes |
I breaks them off with this gangsta war story tale |
Stacking loot up in the coupe that I protect with a Mack 12 |
Slap my clip in the chamber; |
fool, your life’s in danger |
No one will remain when I come through dumping insane |
Call me Bo Loc Major Pain, gun-slang and moving 'caine |
I be the nigga that’s pulling the trigger |
And dumping the hot ones up in your brain |
More bigger balls than RuPaul, Thug Life ain’t a ball |
We bust that ass up against the wall (up against the wall) |
Never been no sign for men call |
How we bucks them down on the way to the ground |
Ain’t nothing but the hog in me |
Plus, stompin' steel toed, killin' up hoes and keep mobbin' G |
It ain’t no calling the funk off |
Don’t be funking with my sawed off |
Bust they dirty-ass drawers off |
And had them bitch niggas hauled off |
We tradin' war stories, we Outlawz on the rise |
Jealous niggas I despise, look in my eyes |
We tradin' war stories, we Outlawz on the rise |
Jealous niggas I despise, look in my eyes |
My whole family been raised on shit that ain’t okay |
Ain’t nothing on this earth will make a nigga like me stay |
I’m reminiscing, and catchin' flashbacks when niggas ran up |
In my house and I was too young, to try to blast back |
What happend then? |
No one would tell me since I was three |
Heard that God took my peoples, now they living somewhere free |
But fuck that, you got what’s mines and I want that |
Never drop my guard, been on the squad, since ways back |
And now I’m sitting, holding in anger because my parents missing |
Thugging Immortal when got some war stories for you |
Now look at me, straight Outlaw Immortal |
Never gave a fuck 'cause I was nobody’s daughter |
Outlawing from my tits to my clits, don’t try to figure |
'Cause the murderous tendencies in my mind |
Can’t be controlled, nigga |
So who’s the bigger, who’s the quickest killer? |
Would you try to trip with my finger on the 9 milla |
When I got you on kay-nine-fourths |
Prayin' to God as your life goes back and forth |
We tradin' war stories |
We tradin' war stories, Outlawz on the rise |
Jealous niggas I despise, look in my eyes |
We tradin' war stories, Outlawz on the rise |
Jealous niggas I despise, look in my eyes |
We tradin' war stories, Outlawz on the rise |
Jealous niggas I despise, look in my eyes |
We tradin' war stories, Outlawz on the rise |
Jealous niggas I despise, look in my eyes |
We tradin' war stories, Outlawz on the rise |
Jealous niggas I despise, look in my eyes |
We tradin' war stories, Outlawz on the rise |
Jealous niggas I despise, look in my eyes |
We tradin' war stories, Outlawz on the rise |
Jealous niggas I despise, look in my eyes |
We tradin' war stories, Outlawz on the rise |
Jealous niggas I despise, look in my eyes |
We tradin' war stories, Outlawz on the rise |
Jealous niggas I despise, look in my eyes |
We tradin' war stories, Outlawz on the rise |
Jealous niggas I despise, look in my eyes |
We tradin' war stories, Outlawz on the rise |
Jealous niggas I despise, look in my eyes |
War stories nigga; |
hahaha, what players do |
Thug Life, Outlaw Immortalz |
Motherfucking 2Pac a.k.a. Makaveli |
Can you feel me? |
Just so you know, it’s on Death Row |
My niggas love that shit |
Dramacydal in this motherfucker, heheheh |
Yea nigga! |
Shout out to my niggas Fatal N Felony |
C-Bo, the bald head nut, what? |
You know what time it is |