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  • Yo 'Pac
    That's right, hehehe
    Yo, I heard you got beat up by the police
    Got a big fat lawsuit and everything
    Yeah..
    *************z just wanna know
    if you still gon' be on some crooked-ass ************* *************t
    [2Pac]
    Please tell me what's a ************* to do, and it's true
    Ain't nuttin new, so I do, what I can to get through
    Now first they had me trapped and now I'm pissed
    A loaded AK-47 lay under my head so I don't trip
    One mother******* from the Underground
    And Big Stretch buckin *************z if they ************* around
    Yo why I got beef with police?
    Ain't that a ************* that mother*******s got a beef with me
    They make it hard for me to sleep
    I wake up at the slightest peep, and my sheets are 3 feet deep
    I guess it's hard for you to see
    But now I'm pointin the finger at police
    instead of them mother*******s blamin me
    I got the right to bear a pistol
    And when the punk mother*******s get to trippin I got *************t too
    And maybe then you'll see the truth
    But until then, I gotta do what I do
    and stay a crooked ************* too
    [Chorus: 2Pac]
    It's all up to you; but until then I gotta do what I do
    and stay a crooked ************* too
    And maybe then you'll see the truth; but until then
    I gotta do what I do and stay a crooked ************* too
    It's all up to you; but until then I gotta do what I do
    and stay a crooked ************* too
    And maybe then you'll see the truth; OOOH!
    You can't ************* with the crew, of crooked ************* too
    [2Pac]
    Y'know you really can't say that ya blame *************z
    ************* bein tame, set aflame, time to aim triggers
    2Pac'll spark a revolution, ************* the Constitution
    I want my bucks for restitution
    This time you got a bigger problem
    Time to face the *************z from South Central, Oakland, Brooklyn and Harlem
    And we ain't shootin at each other (************* no!)
    That's my mother****** brother, so Dave Duke, run for cover
    And all the ******* from the Klan
    Come feel the wrath of a black man that doesn't smoke crack and
    I don't drink St. Ides (************* that!)
    Genuine Draft, ganja ganja, and my ****** tec-9
    They know they scared to see us sober
    (ahhhhhhh) Cobra, and *************z'll take the world over
    It's all up to you (up to you)
    Blame the Korean.. (************* that) or be a crooked ************* too
    [Chorus]
    [2Pac]
    Pardon me? Play like Jasmine Guy and try me
    I'll be damned if I die, come look at the rage in my eyes G
    They got my homies in a jail cell
    And it's the Rebel and the Devil, and one of us is goin to Hell
    I got the whole place covered, with loc'd out brothers
    And nuttin but love for each other
    So mother******* make a motion
    I give a *************, slice you up, and throw your ass in the ocean
    Temperatures drop; see it's cool to shoot a *************
    but they hate it when we pop the cops
    That's when they gettin petrol
    You better watch your step or you'll be left on death row
    But I learn to look ahead of me
    Stay strapped watch your back keep your eyes on the enemy
    We blowin up precincts and OOOH
    You can't ************* with the crew, of crooked ************* too
    [Chorus]
  • Yo 'Pac
    That's right, hehehe
    Yo, I heard you got beat up by the police
    Got a big fat lawsuit and everything
    Yeah..
    *************z just wanna know
    if you still gon' be on some crooked-ass ************* *************t
    [2Pac]
    Please tell me what's a ************* to do, and it's true
    Ain't nuttin new, so I do, what I can to get through
    Now first they had me trapped and now I'm pissed
    A loaded AK-47 lay under my head so I don't trip
    One mother******* from the Underground
    And Big Stretch buckin *************z if they ************* around
    Yo why I got beef with police?
    Ain't that a ************* that mother*******s got a beef with me
    They make it hard for me to sleep
    I wake up at the slightest peep, and my sheets are 3 feet deep
    I guess it's hard for you to see
    But now I'm pointin the finger at police
    instead of them mother*******s blamin me
    I got the right to bear a pistol
    And when the punk mother*******s get to trippin I got *************t too
    And maybe then you'll see the truth
    But until then, I gotta do what I do
    and stay a crooked ************* too
    [Chorus: 2Pac]
    It's all up to you; but until then I gotta do what I do
    and stay a crooked ************* too
    And maybe then you'll see the truth; but until then
    I gotta do what I do and stay a crooked ************* too
    It's all up to you; but until then I gotta do what I do
    and stay a crooked ************* too
    And maybe then you'll see the truth; OOOH!
    You can't ************* with the crew, of crooked ************* too
    [2Pac]
    Y'know you really can't say that ya blame *************z
    ************* bein tame, set aflame, time to aim triggers
    2Pac'll spark a revolution, ************* the Constitution
    I want my bucks for restitution
    This time you got a bigger problem
    Time to face the *************z from South Central, Oakland, Brooklyn and Harlem
    And we ain't shootin at each other (************* no!)
    That's my mother****** brother, so Dave Duke, run for cover
    And all the ******* from the Klan
    Come feel the wrath of a black man that doesn't smoke crack and
    I don't drink St. Ides (************* that!)
    Genuine Draft, ganja ganja, and my ****** tec-9
    They know they scared to see us sober
    (ahhhhhhh) Cobra, and *************z'll take the world over
    It's all up to you (up to you)
    Blame the Korean.. (************* that) or be a crooked ************* too
    [Chorus]
    [2Pac]
    Pardon me? Play like Jasmine Guy and try me
    I'll be damned if I die, come look at the rage in my eyes G
    They got my homies in a jail cell
    And it's the Rebel and the Devil, and one of us is goin to Hell
    I got the whole place covered, with loc'd out brothers
    And nuttin but love for each other
    So mother******* make a motion
    I give a *************, slice you up, and throw your ass in the ocean
    Temperatures drop; see it's cool to shoot a *************
    but they hate it when we pop the cops
    That's when they gettin petrol
    You better watch your step or you'll be left on death row
    But I learn to look ahead of me
    Stay strapped watch your back keep your eyes on the enemy
    We blowin up precincts and OOOH
    You can't ************* with the crew, of crooked ************* too
    [Chorus]