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Enemies With Me (Original Version)
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2Pac
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(2Pac talking) Young Thugs in this motherf**ker Don't break up the fight, let 'em rumble Hahaha Don't make enemies with me I try to tell these motherf**ker's they ain't see Don't make enemies with me (Verse One: 2Pac) Some say my criminal experience is legendary I do what's necessary n***as wanna see me buried Worried, if you comin' hurry I ain't going down f**k the world I'm a thug Tell 'em, can't nothing stop me but a slug I went from drug dealing to a shot caller From off the block, no longer rockin' Puttin' money in my pocket nationwide baller b*t*h n***a I'm prepared to die, before I fry I hit the weed so I be forever high My eyes have seen so much of misery So before I flee I open fire let the lord pick the first to bleed b*t*hes don't wanna see me leave, forever thuggin' Tell 'em Bury Me A G on everything I love And f**k the law cause the raw n***as ain't free This picture's clear but we can't see Ha ha ha This game is jealousy, don't let 'em change ya' That's what they keep on telling me, mother f**k the fame I can't sleep cause I keep hearing peeps loaded Mossberg wrapped in my sheets Don't make enemies with me (Chorus) I try to tell these motherf**ker's they ain't see Don't make enemies with me Rather f**k with these other other little Gs Don't make enemies with me, n***a I try to tell these motherf**ker's they ain't see Don't make enemies with me f**k with these other other little Gs Don't make enemies with me (Verse Two: Stretch & Majesty) (Stretch) You n***as got nerve to try to run up on the G A n***as so stressed, I'll kill your whole family Lay 'em down and flee The pressure's on, word is bond I'm a lunatic Loadin' my gun quick And Maj' got the extra clip (Majesty) When a sucker tries to trip, I got my vest on Mac-11 c*cked back, knowin' we'll be pressing on (Stretch) b*t*h n***as, and snitched n***as get whacked When the Drama like to pop off Only my brother got my f**king back (Majesty) So n***a don't let the f**king world know all your enemies I stay on point with my joint cause I'm getting G's (Stretch) And don't you n***as get no thoughts cause I be a G I'm can't be touched can't you see Don't make enemies with me (Chorus) (Verse Three: Mutah & K-Dogg) (Mutah) The game's getting Deeper with this I couldn't stop, I'm reminiscin' And havin' flashbacks when them n***as came up missin' (K-Dogg) Wish in my heart, these n***as they ain't have to start Now therefore they gotta sleep in dark Played the part with heart When we spark they part Runnin' silly through the park (Mutah) They don't really wanna start (How you wanna do?) Yo K, anyway These motherf**ker's wanna play we can do it all day So I stay (K-Dogg) Sipping on my 'array to keep my head fine And I'm where? Everywhere from here to bedtime (Yeah n***a) (Mutah) And I squeeze when I see 'em comin' Straight gunnin' on enemies if it's really me that they wantin' (K-Dogg) Cause it ain't nothin', Y'all n***as is frontin' Do you really want it? n***as dying tonight Don't make enemies with me (Chorus) (Verse Four: Big Malc & Young Hollywood) (Big Malc) Check it, uh Now, in '94 n***as get bust through the door Caught up in a flash sitting on that ass (And rarely fold) Get ready to tell 'em bout that trife sh*t (Young Hollywood) You wanna fight? I wanna light sh*t, you lose your life b*t*h (Big Malc) A n***a struggle too hard for what I got Hustle (Young Hollywood) And doubled every f**king yard that I cop and stop Hell naw, I couldn't see it Facin' a century in the penitentiary but so be it (Big Malc) And Jesus couldn't help me out the state (Young Hollywood) Prepare for an early date To see my fate at the pearly gate But wait (No time for stallin') But death is callin' (Big Malc) You wanna stomp on it somebody's gotta start fallin' (True, what I do from sun up) Is for a come up (Wake up with my gun up) Cause when I sleep that's when they run up (So It's time to spray like Ray And put the freeze on these fake Gs) You know how we do Don't make enemies with me Ha ha (Chorus) (Verse Five: Sh'killa) My enemies you don't want a piece of me I blow up the spot make your sh*t more hot My gun sprays all ways when erasing your face I make ya' one inched stacked as I whip out the Gat A victim with the frivolize anger I rip out ya' vocal cords with just a hanger (Snitch) I manage and I damage for ill behaviour I make ya' want to go see ya saviour As I'm beating down ya' wife I rip out her bogus heart and without a knife, because I'm trife And I don't think you want to fight Put ya' gun down if ya' want ya' life Don't make enemies with me (Chorus)
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