2Pac, Outlawz - Secretz of War (Original Version) lyrics
[2Pac, Outlawz - Secretz of War Original Version lyrics]
Well goddamn let's give these niggas
The secrets and the rules
Since these muthafuckaz, are fuckin'
Outlawz in this muthafuckin' mojo no go
Hm, uhgagaga secretz of war
Alright now you know what time it is
(Spice 1, ehhh yoooooooo)
(bust if we must and plus)
Put your hands on ya, hands on ya
(bust if we must and plus)
Outlawz in this muthafucka
(bust if we must and plus) fatal
There go my enemies, my heart beat
Pump with ease so I bust instead of waiting
For you punks to squeeze
Give you all of my 3 pound rounds
So you can fall
Bit the fact that Outlawz just
Kicked down your door
Bitch niggas be fouling out
Hacking me with them wack rhymes
Grabbing ya 9, shooting scared
Tryin' to take mine
I'm putting pressure on you
Niggas when I mobb deep bringing the heat to
Your dirty ass squad
You can ride, point blank range, peep game
From the, contaminated criminal Hussein
Bitch nigga I'm caught at project
Steps with the Tec
Murder next, and rob any nigga any set
Hussein, the type of muthafucka
Dying with trey pounds
Ghetto types we drown
Hollow points from the waist down
We go to war bust if we must, plus
Handle our business if them jealous
Niggas fuck with us
We go to war bust if we must, plus
Handle our business when them jealous
Niggas fuck with us
Now, as I approach the
Scene, from smoking green
Got my eyes closed
Niggas I call 'em my foes
I make 'em die froze
Watch me make 'em bleed, makin' G's
Lord help me with it
Got me painting pictures of a meal ticket
Help me get it see me and pray for options
But the pressure's non stop
Niggas get to pistol poppin'
Then watch the body drop
I'm a lethal threat, watch me hit yo set
Flash on blast on them bitch made niggas
With my mask on do it for profit, plus I'm
Lookin' for punks to bust on
If you ain't screamin' WestSide
You can get the fuck on
I'm seeing demons hittin' weed
Got me hearing screams
Scared to go to sleep
I watch the scene like a dope fiend
Probably be punished for it
Although you can't ignore it
I live the life of a thug nigga
And die for it
Niggas past the clip and watch me
Bring 'em to the floor
I got some shit that they ain't ready for
I got the secrets of war
We go to war bust if we must, plus
Handle our business if them jealous
Niggas fuck with us
We go to war bust if we must, plus
Handle our business when them jealous
Niggas fuck with us
Kadafi, we do this thug life shit
Like 4 5 6 dick 'em
Down with no rounds left up in
The pound when it sounds
Squeeze the lead off!
I blow his motherfuckin' head off!
Signal all the other Outlawz
As soon as shit set off
Yaki Kadafi, it ain’t a cop here to stop me
These streets is black Hockey
Your MOB? weak and sloppy
Put a pamper on your
Silly ass pre-style grammar
Locked in the slammer while I’m layed
Cocked cocked back like a hammer
Y'all newly wed’s throwing honeymoons
Well times about up
Dummys I Leave no trace found
With you face down stuck
Your biggest cannons couldn’t come close to
Touch or even hit me
Doin' my dirt puttin' in work
On your block tipsy
We go to war bust if we must, plus
Handle our business if them jealous
Niggas fuck with us
We go to war bust if we must, plus
Handle our business when them jealous
Niggas fuck with us
Check the murder rate percentage
Niggas is finished
Getting blood checks from clinics
This thug shit is in us
Flowing through my system, you a victim
Blunts i twist them
Fuck the whole world it’s us against them
You got the heat? Pull it out
And cock the hammer if you with it
Don’t make no difference here
With a 25-to-Life sentence
We already doing life on the street
Like Al G
Niggas be heated when they walking the beat
This shit is Flakey, making fags shaky
Niggas hate me scared to face me
Knowing that the Outlawz raised me!
Put me up on game, put me up on a hustle
Once I flex my money muscle
All the cheese got doubled
Moving shit like a dolly
Beating niggas like Rodney
Turn a killa like Gaddafi if
The new street is
We go to war we bust if we must, plus
Handle our business when them jealous
Niggas fuck with us
We go to war bust if we must, plus
Handle our business when them jealous
Niggas fuck with us (hahahaha)
We go to war, bust if we must
Plus handle our business when them
Jealous niggas fuck with us outlawz
Outlawz outlawz
E more makaveli
E more they ain't ready for us
Fuck with us they ain't ready for us
Outlaw outlaw
E more
Secretz of war
And all you lil' young ass souljahs
You play this shit back about fifty times
You'll have enough game to roll up
In a club or somethin'
Teach these bitches a lil' somethin'
You know what I mean?
Secretz of muthafuckin' War live
On Death Row, bitch
(ehh yooo) ha ha ha ha ha ha ha
You niggas crazy
(We go to war, bust if we must
Plus handle our business when them
Jealous niggas fuck with us
We go to war, bust if we must
Plus handle our business when them
Jealous niggas fuck with us) young Noble
Fatal, Felony secrets of war
When we ride always have a good time
You know it's Thug Life
Jealous niggas fuck with us
Handle our business aiite
The secrets and the rules
Since these muthafuckaz, are fuckin'
Outlawz in this muthafuckin' mojo no go
Hm, uhgagaga secretz of war
Alright now you know what time it is
(Spice 1, ehhh yoooooooo)
(bust if we must and plus)
Put your hands on ya, hands on ya
(bust if we must and plus)
Outlawz in this muthafucka
(bust if we must and plus) fatal
There go my enemies, my heart beat
Pump with ease so I bust instead of waiting
For you punks to squeeze
Give you all of my 3 pound rounds
So you can fall
Bit the fact that Outlawz just
Kicked down your door
Bitch niggas be fouling out
Hacking me with them wack rhymes
Grabbing ya 9, shooting scared
Tryin' to take mine
I'm putting pressure on you
Niggas when I mobb deep bringing the heat to
Your dirty ass squad
You can ride, point blank range, peep game
From the, contaminated criminal Hussein
Bitch nigga I'm caught at project
Steps with the Tec
Murder next, and rob any nigga any set
Hussein, the type of muthafucka
Dying with trey pounds
Ghetto types we drown
Hollow points from the waist down
We go to war bust if we must, plus
Handle our business if them jealous
Niggas fuck with us
We go to war bust if we must, plus
Handle our business when them jealous
Niggas fuck with us
Now, as I approach the
Scene, from smoking green
Got my eyes closed
Niggas I call 'em my foes
I make 'em die froze
Watch me make 'em bleed, makin' G's
Lord help me with it
Got me painting pictures of a meal ticket
Help me get it see me and pray for options
But the pressure's non stop
Niggas get to pistol poppin'
Then watch the body drop
I'm a lethal threat, watch me hit yo set
Flash on blast on them bitch made niggas
With my mask on do it for profit, plus I'm
Lookin' for punks to bust on
If you ain't screamin' WestSide
You can get the fuck on
I'm seeing demons hittin' weed
Got me hearing screams
Scared to go to sleep
I watch the scene like a dope fiend
Probably be punished for it
Although you can't ignore it
I live the life of a thug nigga
And die for it
Niggas past the clip and watch me
Bring 'em to the floor
I got some shit that they ain't ready for
I got the secrets of war
We go to war bust if we must, plus
Handle our business if them jealous
Niggas fuck with us
We go to war bust if we must, plus
Handle our business when them jealous
Niggas fuck with us
Kadafi, we do this thug life shit
Like 4 5 6 dick 'em
Down with no rounds left up in
The pound when it sounds
Squeeze the lead off!
I blow his motherfuckin' head off!
Signal all the other Outlawz
As soon as shit set off
Yaki Kadafi, it ain’t a cop here to stop me
These streets is black Hockey
Your MOB? weak and sloppy
Put a pamper on your
Silly ass pre-style grammar
Locked in the slammer while I’m layed
Cocked cocked back like a hammer
Y'all newly wed’s throwing honeymoons
Well times about up
Dummys I Leave no trace found
With you face down stuck
Your biggest cannons couldn’t come close to
Touch or even hit me
Doin' my dirt puttin' in work
On your block tipsy
We go to war bust if we must, plus
Handle our business if them jealous
Niggas fuck with us
We go to war bust if we must, plus
Handle our business when them jealous
Niggas fuck with us
Check the murder rate percentage
Niggas is finished
Getting blood checks from clinics
This thug shit is in us
Flowing through my system, you a victim
Blunts i twist them
Fuck the whole world it’s us against them
You got the heat? Pull it out
And cock the hammer if you with it
Don’t make no difference here
With a 25-to-Life sentence
We already doing life on the street
Like Al G
Niggas be heated when they walking the beat
This shit is Flakey, making fags shaky
Niggas hate me scared to face me
Knowing that the Outlawz raised me!
Put me up on game, put me up on a hustle
Once I flex my money muscle
All the cheese got doubled
Moving shit like a dolly
Beating niggas like Rodney
Turn a killa like Gaddafi if
The new street is
We go to war we bust if we must, plus
Handle our business when them jealous
Niggas fuck with us
We go to war bust if we must, plus
Handle our business when them jealous
Niggas fuck with us (hahahaha)
We go to war, bust if we must
Plus handle our business when them
Jealous niggas fuck with us outlawz
Outlawz outlawz
E more makaveli
E more they ain't ready for us
Fuck with us they ain't ready for us
Outlaw outlaw
E more
Secretz of war
And all you lil' young ass souljahs
You play this shit back about fifty times
You'll have enough game to roll up
In a club or somethin'
Teach these bitches a lil' somethin'
You know what I mean?
Secretz of muthafuckin' War live
On Death Row, bitch
(ehh yooo) ha ha ha ha ha ha ha
You niggas crazy
(We go to war, bust if we must
Plus handle our business when them
Jealous niggas fuck with us
We go to war, bust if we must
Plus handle our business when them
Jealous niggas fuck with us) young Noble
Fatal, Felony secrets of war
When we ride always have a good time
You know it's Thug Life
Jealous niggas fuck with us
Handle our business aiite