CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : 2Pac - Guns on my Side
And if the cops come arrest me in the evening
Best believe they comin' for my dogs in the morning
Catch me rollin' with my motherf*ckin' guns on the side
In case of drama, I’m the first to break wild
Catch me rollin' with my motherf*ckin' guns on the side
The motherf*ckin' dust kicker, who can you trust?
Do you have the heart to see a n*gga, before you bust?
My name is spoken on the tongues of so many foes
Bustin' motherf*ckers out the box, I ain't even go
Now how the hell do you explain my claim to fame?
From doin' flicks to bustin' tricks out the f*ckin' frame
Got these b*tches on my jock, n*ggas on my block
Jealous ass suckers got 'em duckin' from my smokin' Glock
And bustin' n*ggas asses to stay alive
Skinny ass player watchin' bigger motherf*ckers fry
They ask me how I'm livin', I'm a hustler
Buckin' busters 'til they die
Now it's on in the ghetto, you ain't heard?
n*ggas got they AKs headin' for them 'burbs
Aimin' at them skinhead b*tches, let it rain
Givin' 'em a wet welcome to the house of pain
And if the cops come arrest me in the evening
Best believe they comin' for my dogs in the morning
Catch me rollin' with my motherf*ckin' guns on the side
In case of drama, I’m the first to break wild
Catch me rollin' with my motherf*ckin' guns on the side
I got glad bags with enemies, cut up so they remember me
Soaked up in Hennessy, so they relatives know it's me
You can bet your last dollar, I'll di*k 'em and holla
Ridin' these hoochies like they some heavy ass Chevy impalas
Jump up and get your ass shot up
For my profit pick my Glock up
I'm bustin' with self-defense, you see
Poppin' nobody got 'em, holla
Outlaw riders, mash up on the gas pedal
Vacate the scene, count the cash and stash the precious metal
Here come the coppers, the S.W.A.T. team and the helicopters
Them crackers is crazy, why? ‘Cause they'll never stop us
I watched Arnold Schwarzenegger bust somebody in a movie
Now I want to do it too, ooh, ooh
n*ggas is too through, true to the game
I claim Outlaw riders, we give a f*ck what they try, I'm…
‘Cause Young Noble behind it
Can you picture me stickin' n*ggas for they watch and chain?
Kick back, lil' n*gga, and watch the game
And if the cops come arrest me in the evening
Best believe they comin' for my dogs in the morning
Catch me rollin' with my motherf*ckin' guns on the side
In case of drama, I’m the first to break wild
Catch me rollin' with my motherf*ckin' guns on the side
Started off with runnin' from coppers
Duck and hide from helicopters
We open fire, who can stop us?
Livin' the life of trife juveniles, hopin' for Rikers
Gettin' 25 to life if the judge don't like us
In my clearest pictures, I see authorities itchin' to get us
ATF state Feds, scandalous b*tches
How was it promised to us, wasn't bitter or sweet
See, if a n*gga don't hustle, then the n*gga don't eat
On these streets, livin' do or die, circle complete
Repetitive motions of felons in a rush for G's
Please understand my history, a man of many hats
Livin' Thug Life, comin' equipped with plenty gats
Maybe I was just a lost soul, trapped in time
Livin' in between life, in the cracks, but blind
Even though we have hope for dreams that never came
Yet and still we all feel pain
And if the cops come arrest me in the evening
Best believe they comin' for my dogs in the morning
Catch me rollin' with my motherf*ckin' guns on the side
In case of drama, I’m the first to break wild
Catch me rollin' with my motherf*ckin' guns on the side
Best believe they comin' for my dogs in the morning
Catch me rollin' with my motherf*ckin' guns on the side
In case of drama, I’m the first to break wild
Catch me rollin' with my motherf*ckin' guns on the side
The motherf*ckin' dust kicker, who can you trust?
Do you have the heart to see a n*gga, before you bust?
My name is spoken on the tongues of so many foes
Bustin' motherf*ckers out the box, I ain't even go
Now how the hell do you explain my claim to fame?
From doin' flicks to bustin' tricks out the f*ckin' frame
Got these b*tches on my jock, n*ggas on my block
Jealous ass suckers got 'em duckin' from my smokin' Glock
And bustin' n*ggas asses to stay alive
Skinny ass player watchin' bigger motherf*ckers fry
They ask me how I'm livin', I'm a hustler
Buckin' busters 'til they die
Now it's on in the ghetto, you ain't heard?
n*ggas got they AKs headin' for them 'burbs
Aimin' at them skinhead b*tches, let it rain
Givin' 'em a wet welcome to the house of pain
And if the cops come arrest me in the evening
Best believe they comin' for my dogs in the morning
Catch me rollin' with my motherf*ckin' guns on the side
In case of drama, I’m the first to break wild
Catch me rollin' with my motherf*ckin' guns on the side
I got glad bags with enemies, cut up so they remember me
Soaked up in Hennessy, so they relatives know it's me
You can bet your last dollar, I'll di*k 'em and holla
Ridin' these hoochies like they some heavy ass Chevy impalas
Jump up and get your ass shot up
For my profit pick my Glock up
I'm bustin' with self-defense, you see
Poppin' nobody got 'em, holla
Outlaw riders, mash up on the gas pedal
Vacate the scene, count the cash and stash the precious metal
Here come the coppers, the S.W.A.T. team and the helicopters
Them crackers is crazy, why? ‘Cause they'll never stop us
I watched Arnold Schwarzenegger bust somebody in a movie
Now I want to do it too, ooh, ooh
n*ggas is too through, true to the game
I claim Outlaw riders, we give a f*ck what they try, I'm…
‘Cause Young Noble behind it
Can you picture me stickin' n*ggas for they watch and chain?
Kick back, lil' n*gga, and watch the game
And if the cops come arrest me in the evening
Best believe they comin' for my dogs in the morning
Catch me rollin' with my motherf*ckin' guns on the side
In case of drama, I’m the first to break wild
Catch me rollin' with my motherf*ckin' guns on the side
Started off with runnin' from coppers
Duck and hide from helicopters
We open fire, who can stop us?
Livin' the life of trife juveniles, hopin' for Rikers
Gettin' 25 to life if the judge don't like us
In my clearest pictures, I see authorities itchin' to get us
ATF state Feds, scandalous b*tches
How was it promised to us, wasn't bitter or sweet
See, if a n*gga don't hustle, then the n*gga don't eat
On these streets, livin' do or die, circle complete
Repetitive motions of felons in a rush for G's
Please understand my history, a man of many hats
Livin' Thug Life, comin' equipped with plenty gats
Maybe I was just a lost soul, trapped in time
Livin' in between life, in the cracks, but blind
Even though we have hope for dreams that never came
Yet and still we all feel pain
And if the cops come arrest me in the evening
Best believe they comin' for my dogs in the morning
Catch me rollin' with my motherf*ckin' guns on the side
In case of drama, I’m the first to break wild
Catch me rollin' with my motherf*ckin' guns on the side
