2pac - Street Fame lyrics

Turn it up in my head phones (Coming to a ghetto near you, street fame) More Haha, coming to a ghetto near you, [Verse One] I wasn't mad until these tricks me< It's time to sanitize my posse Look how paranoid these n***as got me Cellular calls are being traced Since surveillance silently Momma chill Thug livin pay the bills And die violently Closed caskets Expose ba*tards I leave em bloody Deloris Tucker don't let your kids hear a n***a speak on gettin money Ain't nothin funny cream