| Ah, me and my nigga 2Pac
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| Finna do what we do Understand this
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| 'Cuz it’s way understandable
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| Niggas done changed, main
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| You know they done changed, they done changed!
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| Check this out
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| A tisket a tasket, my callico made to blast it And niggas don’t make it home, when fuckin’with my dome
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| In my zone, niggas be gettin’pepper sprayed down
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| Drinkin’with all the boys done got that heffer laid down
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| And it hurts, but don’t nothin’change, it’s all the same
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| That’s why I come real 'cuz I’m so heavy off in this game
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| I been there, been taught that, niggas screamin’Caught that!
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| Standin’there with them niggas a hand fulla game and believe he bought
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| that
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| Niggas here, the game is to be sold not told
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| Ain’t no new jack nigga just gon’jump in this ol’shit, and ride on gold
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| Unh-uh, naw, nigga gotta pay some dues
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| Nigga gotta feel some blues
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| See what it feel like to lose
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| 200 bundles, 400 bundles, fuck it, a G
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| 'bout to cook shop, find out you really ain’t got no d You’s imaginin’shit, and havin’money punk is real
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| Don’t be the first to get checked
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| Nigga betta retrospect
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| No more regular rappin'
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| Dare me to cap 'em and watch me blast
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| These niggas be actin’for the simple fact, playa im’a mash
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| I lash on my enemies for multiple centuries
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| Forcin’my adversaries to bleed when they seein’me
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| Though east coast born, I’m west coast raised
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| Sent so much dick throughout the click that now they Deathrow slaves
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| Father forgive me for thug livin', I’m through with this drug dealin'
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| I leave with the click and all the niggas that love prison
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| Brothas be ballin', bitch if need me, call
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| I open fire on muthafuckas and murder 'em all
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| Me Mr. Makaveli, plus I’m bustin’fuck what they tell me
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| I’m makin’these niggas hop on they toes, it happen daily
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| I been shot and murdered, can tell you how it happened word for word
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| But best belive, that niggas gon’get what they deserve
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| In the same way, God bless my breakas game pays
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| Gettin’cash and ass for days
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| Now niggas done changed
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| Chorus
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| The game is to be sold, not told
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| Still heavy in this game
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| Niggas done changed, it ain’t the same
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| We been handlin’our business for years
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| Gettin’respect from all our peers
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| While most of our niggas incarcerated, doin’years
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| Bitches is tricky, niggas is snitchy
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| While playas improve and move positions
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| Niggas done changed
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| Call on my real nigga, when it’s time to bring the heat
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| Suburban’s servin’hella deep down your street
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| Leave your trash can 'cuz it’ll be clean when we sweep
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| Let’s duff these niggas and hit they ass with some heat
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| Blow they chest up, 'cuz they hatin’and segregatin'
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| Niggas crossin’lanes, it’s time to blow your brains
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| Before I shot this nigga, I heard him scream one love (ONE LOVE!)
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| Fifteen in the clip, I only used one slug
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| Hey! |
| Now picture me rollin'
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| Biggie Smalls got his eyes swollen
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| My hands on my nuts, I gives a fuck, I’ma die holdin''em
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| Makin’these hoes pause, while schemin’on no drawers'
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| No money and ball, down to pussy, dick, and alcohol
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| Picture me rollin'(what) corny hoes get they holes dug
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| I might show 'em thug passion but I’ll never show 'em love
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| Can’t hit me in combat, relentless when I ride
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| Strategize on my enemies, plottin’till they die
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| Ask me why I’m high, and my reply Till the day I die
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| Don’t wanna picture this cold world through sober eyes
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| Thugs don’t die we multiply
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| Connect with the spirits of fallen homies and bustas, then we ride
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| Suprise niggas when they seen us, they duck down
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| (Hahahaha) 'cuz we anticipated endo and bust rounds
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| Fuckin’clowns still watchin’clips of I Get Around
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| Scream like a bitch when I beat 'em down
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| Niggas done changed
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| Outro
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| And they still changin'.
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| Understand what I’m sayin?
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| I don’t understand that.
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| Niggas done changed, muthafuckas gettin'60 years for some bullshit.
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| Nigga, naw what I mean?
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| Niggas done changed.
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| Ah, glad to have you back.
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| That’s right big buddy, 'cuz we ain’t gon’never change.
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| They my homie for a second but these muthafuckas ain’t gonna never hold me down, baby.
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| Check this out.
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| Thug life, baby.
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| Fo’sho'. |
| Me and 'Pac.
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| Now we got muthafuckas in the house, fool.
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| With the nigga Rick Rock. |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Niggas Done Changed , by - Richie Rich. Song from the album Seasoned Veteran, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп