Trae Tha Truth, 2Pac - Against All Odds lyrics

Yeah nigga, yeah – that’s right
Baby, that’s how we do it!

I’m back up in it once again
And who that claimin' that throne?
Bitch I’m a asshole
Tell them mothafuckers I’m home
Still kickin it on my own
Feds tappin' my phone i’m in the hood
Livin' what these niggas rap in a song
(fake ass) i remind ‘em they dead wrong in
The city I’m the king
And I can show you what it mean
While I’m holdin’ this red beam
Niggas know the team
ABN and ain’t no doubt we touch ‘em all
Big, small, or tall
Motto forever fuck 'em all
I heard 'em tell me that my
Attitude was out of line
I told 'em suck a dick and it’s best


To stay the fuck out of mine
Just for that tell them hoe niggas
They ass is out of time
I got it on my mind so
It’s understood who the fuck’ll shine
I’m comin’ ‘round the corner
Lookin’ for a couple cats
Sittin' in the Hoop while my
Niggas sellin' a couple packs
Anybody can get it tell ‘em
Shoot me a couple stacks
They want the streets
I’ll show 'em where the fuck it’s at

Talk to ‘em
I don’t know what the fuck these niggas is on
Homie against all odds
Tryna count me the fuck out nigga
I am the motherfucking streets
Against all odds
They better get they mind right
I’m back at it again homie against all odds
And I am (who you talkin’ ‘bout) Trae
Tha motherfuckin’ Truth against all odds

Follow me, tell me if you feel me – I
Think niggas is tryna kill me
Picturin'pistols spittin hollow points till
They drill me
Keepin'it real, and even if I do conceal
My criminal thoughts
Preoccupied with keepin steel
See niggas is false – sittin
In court – turned snitches
They use to be real
But now they petrified bitches
I’m tryna be strong they sendin
Armies out to bomb me
Listen to Ron, the only DJ that can calm me
Constantly armed, my firepower keep me warm
I’m trapped in the storm and fuck
The world till I’m gone
Bitches be warned, word is bond
You’ll get torn i’m bustin on Guilliani
He rubbin my niggas wrong
And then it’s on, before I leave picture me
I’m spittin at punk bitches –
And hustlin to be free
Watch me set it, niggas don’t want it
You can get it
Bet it make these jealous niggas
Mad – I said it
This Thug Life nigga we don’t
Cater to you hoes fuck with me
Have a hundred mothafuckers at yo
Do' – with 4-4’s
HahaHaha, yeah nigga, Thug Life

Tell ‘em if they lookin 4
Me ain’t nothin changed
Still posted up with a couple thugs
With a couple straps in my lap
Holdin a couple slugs
I’m in a Chevrolet floatin on a couple dubs
Run up on me I’m a put 'em in
Ya chest like it’s nothin but love
I’m in the game but still I
Feel like I’m against 'em all
I’m in my zone
I lace 'em up and take it to the wall
I swear I’m a G – and I’m
A be that way until I fall
The shit I’m on’ll have you
Prayin Jesus’ll answer ya call
Then it be known that I’m against all odds
I prophesize through the hood –
In underneath all guards
Bitch I’m here to put the
Fire underneath all frauds
So any nigga in my way’ll
Be a mothafucker scarred
I’m the truth so reconize a
Livin legend in ya face
Before I catch a attitude and
Go to catch another case i’m full speed
For the ride it ain’t gon'be another race
And if you think it’s somethin weak, then
We can fall up out of place, motherfucker

I’m on the edge feelin' like
A nigga hard to kill
And fuck them niggas anyway cause
They don’t keep it real
This mac eleven be enough to
Make a hater chill run up on me
I can show you how the fuck it feel
Fuck my foes and my use to be friends –
I’m all good ‘long as I’m gettin my ends
Homie against all odds
I let 'em know it ain’t no need to pretend
So tell them niggas that I’m back at it again