2pac - Flex lyrics

[Chorus] Flex, flex flex Flex, flex flex [Verse 1: 2Pac] Slippin' through my sh** wonderin' what hits it get Even before the flicks I was always hit to flip the script Let's play a game, call catch a b**h, how you play? Well diss me n***a and catch a fist, you playin'? Ooo, I know you didn't expect a n***a to catch wreck I'm comin' from the west, they all slept (Flex) Cause it's been a long day And I get with Johnny Q when n***as rub me the wrong way Twenty four tracks is fat and all that Pack smack, jaw crack, after that, can I get my balls back? n***a don't front, just pa** the blunt I freak the funk for the trunks, pop the pump on the chumps I make ya jump Dum diddy dump, love to thump Leavin' n***as with Plumps, smokin' blunts and skunks So here it comes, let's have a gun Or get done by the worst of our trumps for fun Pump pump! [Chorus] Flex, flex, flex flex Flex, flex flex Flex, flex flex Flex, flex flex [Verse 2: Kastro] OH! duck, prepare to throw n***a, get that a** dropped Give us mad props and get packed I'm mad hot So get that 'caine step to the wrong f**in' man The crew too, fifty n***as in the wrong fan You f**in' b**h you better take you snitch a** home [?] feel his chrome on your damn dome Boom boom boom n***as better duck or get bucked f** stuck in the damn gut I tryna tell ya but n***as ain't feel me The f** with dollar wouldn't that, never hail g Born for bo*er, raise up in the stack Schoolin', I'm ready to feel pain bet you a** Will be fillin on the Foul type, then you say hi when I pa** by A n***a tryna act fly god bless the nice try Straight serve, what a herb, kicked to the curb Slammin' dust, he got some motherf**in' nerve So back f**in' and get jacked , dont test So get wrecked and it will be a mess If they wanna be a [Chorus] Flex, flex, flex flex Flex, flex flex Flex, flex flex Flex, flex flex [Verse 3: E.D.I. Mean] Hey yo, nothin' gets buck quick When he f** with, and Thoro Headz stuck Bet you can't budge with the rough n***as See, it's fifty n***as with me, is hundred head raw Not to mention a countless, I'm not ya ammo So why would you wanna play a test You can't fade the best, since you get laid to rest Yeah, still wreck, you testin' your mic full of check tack it Rep with n***as wanna flex it They call me Big Mac, you put the f**in b**h And I'm outie Five dodge and you will never doubt me I'm gettin' flammy on this 2pac jammy Yo, sittin' and pissin' on a b**h a** panty Yeah, like it's magic we comin' on that a** ma**ive Better tap in or get your a** kicked And if you plannin' on rushin', better stomp fast Cause in the flat, I snatch a badge out you mark a** Ayo, spark, split fifty n***as They should give us motherf**er some of that real sh** Ill sh** they keep holes on the deals n***a Attackin' n***as like sh** list with quick hits So f** a rhyme if ya feel what I want for tacs Watch ya back, n***a, cause we ain't quitter [Outro] Thoro Headz motherf**er Big malcolm, motherf**er indo boy Strictly representin' for the motherf**in' fuigitive [?] Them n***as can't be f**ed with So when I keel over and die they gon take the sh** All you weak motherf**ers get the motherf**in' [?] Cause my n***as ain't afraid of flexin' you feel me Young n***as, young n***as