2pac - The New Untouchables (Untouchables) lyrics

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2pac - The New Untouchables (Untouchables) lyrics

[2Pac talking] West Side (You punk muthaf**az) UNmuthaf**inTouchables (What's up n***a) With the L.B.C. clique n***a (gang) Bad boy k**a, untouchable (Hehe, you know what time it is) Put your guns down n***a, (West Side) we UNmuthaf**inTouchable (Gang) Die, West Side, outlaw, thuglife, M.O. muthaf**in B L.B. muthaf**in C What it be like, what it see like (You know) [Verse 1: 2Pac] Huh Smooth criminal, individual suffer Went to jail, made bail, seein' hell, made me rougher, gettin' money Funny it seems, young black teens Triple beam dreams make 'em, fiend for crack scenes Maybe I'll f**in' make a million Bustin' from on top of the buildin', a victim addicted to k**in' I can see it in my eye sight Yo what's the Ha**a? It's a pig that don't fly right, you die tonight Get me high I'm a k**a Lyrics raise drug dealers Turn 'em to muthaf**in' thug n***as L.B.C. come and bare with me Hang with the same n***as go to jail with me Bang, with the Outlaw clique Sick since I came out Pull out my pistol, aim blow your brains out Pull it, my every word like a bullet Hollow point style, murder n***as 'til they feel it I'm untouchable [Verse 2: Bad Azz] I'm that bottom rock, thinkin' bout no limitation On comin' up, (hehe) dealin' wit' anybody runnin' up They get the gat smack, cracks how my gun goes Holes in your body and blood all over your clothes 'Cause money makes earth What it's worth, gettin' hurt Doin' dirt to stay spendin' You can borrow, I mean it Any, all confrontation on the currency Here in '96, fine chips Stackin' while I'm mackin' no mo' It's L.B.C. and it's a no no Talkin' what you don't know and won't know Heat hold me down, my chips hold me down 'Cause I'm quick to rush and what n***a we bust 'em up co*k it back, ready to blow your block off the map Thug Life n***as ride wit us Cops tryin' to get us but they can't We untouchable (gang gang gang) [Verse 3: Snoop Dogg] Hmm When you're in the fast lane havin' money and fame You got to, always, check, your game Look here mayne, maintain Cause this game is a cold thing Can you dig it mane? Fo sho' mayne, I wish I had your game Look here young dog, do your own thing Them b**h a** n***as in your clique, buck 'em no Stay real with yourself and untouchable See that's what's wrong with you n***as now But uh, me and my dawgs from the Thug Pound We just paper chasin', we know nay-thing Are you relatin' to the sh** we creatin'? [Verse 4: E.D.I. Amin] Comin' through colder then Nova Scotia Makaveli the Don, coast to post it, make sure it's Kosher Now we have peeped the scene, it's called the lay out Devised a plot, ease the walls, we gotta take out, sh** So now it's time to execute, aim for the chest it's you Nothing's cool, when you die, knowin' you kept it true But if you didn't, broken wings Let it be written, we ain't kiddin' to quit and My missions smellin' my menace Sittin' back, stacked off, spittin' and sippin' yak These fakers play us, gettin' papers so blackjack Perhaps, it's what we all, wanna do Dreamin' and schemin' on livin', Untouchable [Verse 5: Yaki Kadafi] Well it's the O.U.T.L.A.W's And we untouchable Bringin' the ruckus To all you f**in' bustaz bubble crews 'Cause now a days spots we blaze With dirty nines and Glocks on Yak's waistline always The crime on these streets of this world is like a maze Searchin' for more stunts, and blunts to blaze Hustlin' to get paid,, many different ways Bodies drop on the other side, and the guns smokes haze f**in' wit' outlawz, it's crazy These pause don't break me They cut like sissies Who is it, it's Yaki Kadafi The grand wizard trump tight To exquisite, to f** with cowards Best to duck quick, and run for safety If you're shaky, heard about me lately But ain't no jail to straight me We untouchable