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| 2Pac Miscellaneous Soulja'z Story [Tupac Talking] They cuttin off welfare Think they crime is risin' now You got whites killin blacks Cops killin blacks And blacks killin blacks Shit just gonna get worse They just gonna become souljas Straight souljas Chorus All you wanted ta be, a soulja, a soulja All you wanted ta be, a soulja, like me All you wanted ta be, a soulja, a soulja All you wanted ta be, a soulja, like me All you wanted ta be, a soulja, a soulja All you wanted ta be, a soulja, a soulja All you wanted ta be, a soulja, a soulja All you wanted ta be, a soulja, like me Crack done took apart of our family tree my momma's on tha shit, my dadies splitten, mom's steady blaming me is it my fault, just cause i'm a young black male cop sweat me as if my destiny is makin' crack sells only 15 and got problems cops on my tail, so I bail till I dodge 'em they finally pull me over and I laugh remember Rodney King and I blast on his punk ass now I gotta murder case you speak a' Heaven punk, I never heard of tha place what is it ta come up fast, got a Uz and a black mask drop tha fuckin task, now who's tha jack ass keep my shit cocked, cause tha cops got a glock too what tha fuck would you do drop them or let 'em drop you I chose droppin' tha cop I got me a glock, and a glock for tha niggas on my block 4 of'em tried ta stab me, I moved out sold a pound a weed, made g's, bought a new house i'm only 17, I'm tha new kid I got me a crew, bought'em jewels, and a uzi but all good things don't last task came fast, and busted my black ass coolen in tha pen, where tha goods kept now my little brother wants ta follow in my footsteps a soulja Chorus All you wanted ta be, a soulja, a soulja All you wanted ta be, a soulja, like me All you wanted ta be, a soulja, a soulja All you wanted ta be, a soulja, like me All you wanted ta be, a soulja, a soulja All you wanted ta be, a soulja, like me All you wanted ta be, a soulja, a soulja All you wanted ta be, a soulja, like me Buck, buck, pigs get fucked, don't step ta this Quiet has kept them blessed, on a quest with a death wish Tell 'em they come and test, and tha rest, nigga gets hectic Here's tha aneirexic, i'm making it to an exit Walkin' through tha streets on tha black tip Packed with several gats, cause i'm also payin' back shit Niggas don't wanna try me, brotha you'll get shot down Now i'm kick'en tha block, cause my bigger brothers locked down I'm hot now, so many punk police have got shot down Other cops see me on tha block, and they jock now That's what I call a kingpin Send my brotha what he needs is some weed up ta season Tell him just be ready set, pack ya shit up quick And when I hit, be prepared ta jet Niggas from tha block on tha boat now Every single one got a gun, that'll smoke pow These punks about ta get hit by tha best I'm wear'en double vest, so aim at my fuckin chest I'll be makin' straight dome calls Touch tha button on tha wall, you'll be picken up your own balls I can still hear my mother shout, hit tha pig nigga Break your bigga brother out I got a message for tha warden I'm commin' for ya ass, as fast as Flash Gorden We get surrounded in tha mess hall, yes ya'll A crazy motherfucka makin' death calls Just bring me my brother and we leavin For every minute you stall, one ya'll bleedin' They brought my brother in a jiffy I took a cop, just in case things got tricky And just as we was walken out, I caught a bullet in tha head Tha screams never left my mouth My brother caught a bullet too I think he gonna pull through, he deserve to Tha fast life ain't everything they told ya Never get much older, following tha tracks of a soulja |
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