2Pac Follow

Troublesome nigga

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Troublesome 19-muthafuckin-96 (westside)

Let it be known nigga

Boss of all bosses, Makaveli

Menacin' methods label me a lethal weapon

making niggas die witnessin' breathless imperfections

can you picture my specific plan

to be the man in this wicked land,underhanded hits are planned

scams are plotted over grams of rock

undercover agents die by the random shots

we all die in the end, so revenge I swore

I was all about my ends, fuck friends and foes

me, a born leader, never leave the block without my my heata

got me a dog named him Mobb Bitch Nigga Eata

what could they do to me that little brat

shit them niggas that shot me and still terrified I'll get their ass

how can I show you how I feel inside

we outlawz motherfuckas can't kill my pride

niggas talk a lot of shit but that's after im gone

cause they fear me in physical form let it be known

I'm troublesome

tra la la la la la la la lal al al a all ya niggas die [several times]

outlawz, put it down to the fullest, spittin' rhymes and bullets, haha

troublesome, I know what time it is, call the punk police please

they cant stop us

niggas run the streets, haha

troublesome

gutter ways my mentality is ghetto

we're guerillas in this criminal war, we all rebels

death before dishonor bet on bomb on them first niggas

we came for murder, pullin' up in a herse

westside was the war cry bustin' all freely screaming fuck

all ya'll niggas in Swahili

pistol packin' fresh out of jail, I ain't goin' back

release me to care of my heartless strap

say my name three times like Candyman

bet I roll on your ass like an avalance

a soul survivor, learned to get high and pull drive bys

murder my foes, can't control my nine

hearin' thoughts of my enemies pleadin' please

busta ass motherfuckas tried to flee

picture me lettin this chump survive

redin' up on his ass when I'm doped, he die

cause I'm troublesome

tra la la la la la all ya niggas die [several times]

young, strapped and I dont give a fuck

I'm hopeless, I live a thug life loosin' my focus baby

I'm troublesome

Bad Boy killa, there is no one realla

what you saw was the rough, rugged and raw, outlaw

murder murder my mind states shit ain't change since my last rhyme

the crime rate ain't decline

niggas bustin' shots like they lost their mind

like twenty-five to life never crossed their mind

tell me young nigga never learned a thang

dead at thirteen cause he yearned to bang

sent a lot of flowers, but how can I cry

tried to warn the little nigga either stop or die

mercy is for the weak when I speak I scream

afraid to sleep im havin' crazy dreams

vivid pictures of my enemies and family times

God to forgive me cause it's wrong but I plan to die

you can take me to heaven and understand I was a G

did the best I could, raised in insanity

or send me to hell cause I ain't beggin' for my life

ain't nothing worse than this cursed ass hopeless life

I'm troublesome

tra la la la la la all ya niggas die [several times]

In your wildest dreams you couldnt picture a nigga like me, I'm troublesome