2Pac - Fuck All Yall (Hakaveli Remix) | Текст песни

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2Pac - Fuck All Yall (Hakaveli Remix)

(intro)
Ha ha ha...fuck all yall...fuck all yall...i dont need nobody
Fuck em...fuck all yall

Money gone fuck friends
I need a homie that know me
When all these muthafuckin cops be on me
I got problems aint nobody calling back
Now what the fuck is happenin with my ballin cats
Remember me Im ya homie that was down to brawl
Sippin hennessy hanging with the clowns and
All we used to do is drink brew, screw and common knew
We had bitches by the dozens oh we fuckin cousins
You can throw ya middle finger if ya feel me loc
A nigga just got paid and we still was broke
It took time but finally the cash was mine
All the rewards of a hustler stuck in the grind
Look around and all I see is snakes and faces
Like scavengers waitin to take a hustlers papes
And when you stuck where the fuck is all ya friends
They straight busted and cant be trusted fuck yall

(chorus) x2
Fuck all yall

Im sippin tanqueray and juice and whats the use
Cause Im a hopeless thug
Aint no love reminiscing on how close we was
Way back in the day before they put the crack in the way
And heeyyy how much money can you stack in a day
Its gettin rough collect calls from my niggas in court
I recollect we used to ball now just livings enough
I stand tall in the winter summer spring or fall
Thug for life scrawled all across the wall
And all about my dollars make me wanna holla
Drop an album sell a million give a fuck about tomorrow
I know its gettin crazy after dark
These marks keep on huffin and puffin
Aint no fear in my heart
Whats going on in the ghetto still struggle and strive
I still roll with the heater smokin chocolate thai
In 94 Ill be going solo
Too many problems with my own
So Im rolling do-do
Fuck all yall

(chorus) x3

I went from rags to riches quick
To socializing with the baddest bitches
Went from a bucket to a rag with switches
Im seein death around the corner
Im bumpin gloriaaaa doin 90 cause I wanna
Im getting high like I said it with some chocolate thai
Mixed with some indonesia watch me fly
And even though I know the cops behind me
Hit the weed and uh I continue doing 90 (biotch)
Will I get caught another ticket get to kick it in court
Fuck the law give a shit Im even worse than before
I know they wanna see a nigga buried
But I aint worried still throwing these thangs
Got me locked in these chains
And hey nigga what the fuck is you wailin bout
Soon as I hit the cell Ill be bailin out
And when I hit the streets Im in a rush to ball
Im screaming thug life nigga fuck yall

(repeat intro)