underrated pac song and not really known
tell me baby, whats your frequency
you see i'm makin proposals full of verbaly indecency when ya meetin me
flash light i'm buzzed, ??? like drugs
got 3 strikes, u got cuz last nights for thugs
holdin my position, my competition is never ready
ripped like a macheti, my alias makaveli
so what they tell me thru the grapevine
nikkaz aint tryin to see me paid, they rather take mine
retaliation takes time
creatin rhymes that so ferocious that the bass line
went for my vocals everytime a nikka say its mine
spendin and bustin you thought it up
but you wasn't prepared
nikkaz is scared, i'm eternally thuggin
like kamikazes on a suicide mission
i'm spittin multiple gunshots
burnin turnin rappers to victims
i kick em all day, and my motto
make biggie smalls pay
i make it ruff enough
you and puffy crawl away
verse 2:
first to bomb, quick to unload
expose my foes for being bytches
keepin nikkas suspicious
2 glocks is filled with ammo
my army fatigues ready for battle
lyrical commando, lets get it on
tell me nikka, how much u can handle
bangin on wax, i turn the track into a roman candle (boom)
my intention specifically, thugged out no sympathy
pictures of closed caskets, soon as Daz get wit me
i'm first to bomb, first is the calm then the panic
soon as my nikkaz break, we earthquake the whole planet
adversaries cant understand it
the way my nikkaz strategize
dont nobody die unless we planned it
life long committed,
i write songs and spit it
no matter how hard mothafukkaz try they cant get it
its Death Row, westside, outlaws til we die, thug life
mothafukkas on the ride and we...
boy was spittin
tell me baby, whats your frequency
you see i'm makin proposals full of verbaly indecency when ya meetin me
flash light i'm buzzed, ??? like drugs
got 3 strikes, u got cuz last nights for thugs
holdin my position, my competition is never ready
ripped like a macheti, my alias makaveli
so what they tell me thru the grapevine
nikkaz aint tryin to see me paid, they rather take mine
retaliation takes time
creatin rhymes that so ferocious that the bass line
went for my vocals everytime a nikka say its mine
spendin and bustin you thought it up
but you wasn't prepared
nikkaz is scared, i'm eternally thuggin
like kamikazes on a suicide mission
i'm spittin multiple gunshots
burnin turnin rappers to victims
i kick em all day, and my motto
make biggie smalls pay
i make it ruff enough
you and puffy crawl away
verse 2:
first to bomb, quick to unload
expose my foes for being bytches
keepin nikkas suspicious
2 glocks is filled with ammo
my army fatigues ready for battle
lyrical commando, lets get it on
tell me nikka, how much u can handle
bangin on wax, i turn the track into a roman candle (boom)
my intention specifically, thugged out no sympathy
pictures of closed caskets, soon as Daz get wit me
i'm first to bomb, first is the calm then the panic
soon as my nikkaz break, we earthquake the whole planet
adversaries cant understand it
the way my nikkaz strategize
dont nobody die unless we planned it
life long committed,
i write songs and spit it
no matter how hard mothafukkaz try they cant get it
its Death Row, westside, outlaws til we die, thug life
mothafukkas on the ride and we...
boy was spittin