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2pac - Troublesome '96. Original version.
Lyric:
Hahaha, Troublesome 19-motherfuckin-96
(westside!)
Let it be known nigga
Boss of all bosses, Makaveli
Verse I
Menacing methods label me a lethal weapon
Makin niggaz die witnessing breathless
imperfections
Can you picture my specific plan?
To be the man in this wicked land underhanded
hits are planned
These scams are plotted over grams and rocks
Undercover agents die by the random shots
We all die in the end, so revenge we swore
I was all about my ends, fuck friends and
foes
Me, a born leader, never leave the block
without my heater
Got me a dog and named her my bitch nigga
eater
What could they do to me ya lil' brat?
Shit them niggaz that shot me is still
terrified I'll get they ass
How can I show you how I feel inside?
We Outlawz, motherfuckers can't kill my pride
Niggaz talk a lot of shit, but that's after
I'm gone
Cause they fear me in the physical form
Let it be known I'm Troublesome
Chorus: repeat 2X
La la la la, la, la
La, la-la la, lahhh
Bye bye, bye bye
All you niggaz die
2Pac over Chorus
Troublesome nigga, Outlawz
Put it down to the fullest
Spittin rhymes and bullets, ha ha
We Troublesome
Y'all know what time it is
Call the punk police, they can't stop us
Niggaz run the streets, we Troublesome
Verse II
Gutter ways, my mentality is ghetto
A guerilla in this criminal war, we all
rebels
Death before dishonor bet I bomb on 'em first
Niggaz knew we came for murder, pullin' up in
a hearse
Westside was the war cry bustin' off freely
Screamin, "Fuck - ALL Y'ALL NIGGAZ" in
Swahili
Pistol packin fresh out of jail, I ain't
goin' back
Release me to the care, of my heartless strap
Say my name three times like Candyman
Bet I roll on yo' ass like an avalanche
A sole survivor, learned to get high and pull
drivebys
Murder my foes, can't control my nine
Hearing thoughts of my enemies pleadin'
please
Busta-ass motherfuckers tried to flee
Picture me lettin' this chump survive
Ran up on his ass, when I dumped he died;
Cause I'm Troublesome
Chorus: repeat 2X
2Pac over Chorus
Young, strapped and I don't give a fuck
I'm hopeless - I live the Thug Life, losin my
focus BA-BAY
I'm troublesome, haha
Bad Boy killer, there is no one realer
What you saw was the rough rugged and raw -
Outlaw!
Verse III
Murder murder my mind state, shit ain't
changed
Since my last rhyme - the crime rate ain't
decline
Niggaz bustin' shots like they lost they mind
Like twenty-five to life never crossed they
mind
Tell me young nigga never learned a thang
Dead at thirteen cause he yearned to bang
Sniffed a lot of flowers, but how could 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; I'm having crazy dreams
Vivid pictures of my enemies, family times
God to forgive me cause it's wrong but I plan
to die
Either take me in heaven and understand I was
a sheep
Did the best I could, raised in insanity
Or send me to hell cause I ain't beggin' for
my life
Ain't nothin' worse than this cursed-ass
hopeless life;
I'm Troublesome
Chorus: repeat until end
Outro
In your wildest dreams, you couldn't picture
a nigga like me
I'm Troublesome, I don't give a fuck
I'm Troublesome
Like my nigga Napoleon said nigga
Somebody gotta explain why I ain't got shit
Haha, I'm Troublesome
You know what time it is
The Outlaw click
Young, rugged and sick
Makaveli the Don, the Boss of all Bosses
Mussolini, E.D.I. Amin, Hussein Fatal
Kadafi, Kastro, Napoleon, Po' Nitty
We ain't fuckin' around
We Troublesome
Ayo, haha
We Troublesome
Young Kastro, the first to blast, the last
one to dash
Goin' for the hoes and the cash
Fuck you niggaz
Outlawz!
Haha
Kadafi, trump tight and never sloppy
The motherfuckers try to copy, but they can't
mock ya, nigga
You're too strong
Outlawz keep it going on
You know what's up
Outlawz, Outlawz
J Cuevas (?) on the beat, yall
A-K-A, Jose Johnny J
The Cuban Militant
Outlawz, Outlawz
This is dedicated to the real niggaz
All the real Troublesome soldiers on the
streets
Who'd rather die than see the penitentiary
We all motherfuckin' Outlawz
In ya hearts
You know what time it is
You see any motherfucker with a Outlaw on his
neck
Give him respect or get chin checked
All our enemies getting' wrecked
From the Tech to the Mini-14
We make you all scream
Death before dishonor
The First 2 Bomb
Ring the alarm!
Haha
Try to flee
But you cannot defeat what's in your mind
Outlawz, every time
We Outlawz
Troublesome
Troublesome nigga!
You know!
All in your mind, everytime
Troublesome
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