2Pac, Yaki Kadafi, Kastro, Young Noble, Storm - U Don't Have 2 Worry (Original Version) lyrics

(Yo c'mon man, what do you mean
You don't wanna ride with me, nigga)
(C'mon, get in the car, get
In the fuckin' car, man)
You say you scared to ride in my car
(Yo why you trippin' man? Get
In the fuckin' car, man)
'Cause you
You think niggas gon' be blastin' at it
(Get in the fuckin' car get in the car)
It ain't even that deep baby

You don't have to worry you
Can ride with me now
Niggas are quick to scream how
They die for me now
Only got one clique, they Outlawz on the Row
Fair exchange when we fuck them hoes
You don't have to worry you
Can ride with me now
Niggas are quick to scream how
They die for me now
Only got one clique, they Outlawz on the Row
Fair exchange when we fuck them hoes

Repetitive blows are thrown, to my foes
No love shown get disposed
Of blasted full blown
My unknown tendencies to mash my comp
Gettin' wicked with my ski mask
Find the stash and dump
While niggas run I'm the last one standin'
The rest die
Victims of my lethal chrome cannon, westside
Though it's worldwide no one
Can deny my views
Tracked it to my very fabric
Once the plastic blew
Five shots changed my whole life
Throats were slit
Niggas died by my orders when
I wrote this shit
Though we go back like wild
Knights at Latin Quarters
Niggas tried to kill me
And I fed their wife and their daughters
Blazed the weed, draped they seeds
Gave 'em cash pass the fame and let the
Game go rollin' past why you change
It's a cold world taught me life
Retaliation proves niggas never
Caught me right
Say they shot me in my nuts, out of luck
Quit bullshitin' nigga 'cause I'm
Still fuckin' yo' bitch
Niggas got me twisted in a bad way
Why you change?
Fuck with me, all this shit pay
Nigga fuck the fame

You don't have to worry you
Can ride with me now
Niggas are quick to scream how
They die for me now
Only got one clique, they Outlawz on the Row
Fair exchange when we fuck them hoes
Let them punks know one love
One nation one love
One nation

Now outlaw immortals is the clique
Boss player Mr makaveli
I be that Bonnie putting pretty
Gauge to your belly
Now can you tell what's my next move
Say you're in the game but you
Don't know the rules fool
You call my name in vain as
I proceed to issue the pain
Immortally insane, so I gives a goddamn
Trigger hand kinda twitchy
Niggas actin' kinda bitchy
But they pass on by cuz I got killers with me
Deep in the midsts no snitches or witnesses
Just a gangsta party with
The deadliest constituents

This Outlawz bitch
What the fuck you didn't know?
Kizza-Kastro, Young Noble with
The criminal flow
You nervous nelly ass niggas belly
Up in the river, no dizoubt
My niggas couldn't fade me with some clippers
We put it down, look all around
'til we find you we hound
Penitentiary bound, to remind you

Kadafi I bring the lingo to the clique
Tasty like a Pringle
Sneakin' through your chimney
Like Kris Kringle
On some shit, get me fee to let my ice click
Ka-pling, ka-plow I been a thug
Shootin' slugs since a child and still wild

You don't have to worry you
Can ride with me now
Niggas are quick to scream how
They die for me now
Only got one clique, we Outlawz on the Row
Fair exchange when we fuck them hoes
Let them punks know
You don't have to worry you
Can ride with me now
Niggas are quick to scream how
They die for me now
Only got one clique, we Outlawz on the Row
Fair exchange when we fuck them hoes
Let them punks know
You don't have to worry you
Can ride with me now
Niggas are quick to scream how
They die for me now
Only got one clique, we Outlawz on the Row
Fair exchange when we fuck them hoes
Let them punks know