CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Enemies With Me (Original Version)
(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)
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)
