2pac - F**kin Wit The Wrong n***a lyrics

f**ing with the wrong n***a My seductive introduction, be specific Still a loser, but exclusives what i give you when i kick it And i'm still lifted, n***az can't get with mr.wicked Picture me flipping, my adversaries getting a dick swiftly n***az is swinging wild but they sounds miss me You can bring that b**h with your whole click And still get treated sh**ty, business never personal I'm up before the sun come up, i'm tired Just a ghetto star, a droptop double r is what i'm riding n***a if you was half the man your b**h was Bring your artillery, when you come for me cause we sick thugs No hesitation when i pull and blast Cause syke was busting Plus bo had em ducking screaming get they cash so So now i got the law on me, my phones tapped So i had to send word through my lil' homies Tell them n***az just begin when they pull the trigger sh** this is what you get for f**ing with the wrong n***a This is what you get when your f**ing with the wrong n***a Haha yeah n***a, peep Before i lay me down to sleep, i pray And thank the lord for giving me another fruitful day I wanna be a peaceful man, but still when n***az come for me All i can see is getting em k**ed, for real its how i feel Perfect my thoughts flowing on these reals Make my enemies deal with my steel They caps peel, we still cool , but you played yourself Give em the mac and make em spray yourselves Heeey, falling legends, clutching chrome 3 5 7 Putting two bullets to they dome, wanted to die in heaven While calling shots nobody real, its clear its me Ain't trying to help the fedz get a case for conspiracy Murder my foes, get disposed of, we all homies till the d**h So my true n***az show me love God forgive me for my lifestyle, a negative figure But why they f**ing with the wrong n***a? You know its like Why you f**ing with the wrong n***a? I was raised by thugs schooled by k**ers Learned my mathematic sk**s from real drug dealers Tried to rise but they tried me I guess they all had to die cause we tried peace I die on these streets, blast till they recognize Still do or die all my n***az getting high Watching time fly, best strategize on a way to profit Best organize how they ride so they can't stop it Then keep it popping, alot of buster wanna see me fall I f**ed your b**h and now this new sh** gonna fade em all My n***az ball, made a call for some backup The little homiez and my dawgs in a black truck Buck buck was the sound, as thier gats burst No need for ambulance. baby bring the black hurse Shoulda never f**ed around buster How you figure making moves on the wrong n***a This what it sounds like, bing bing bing When you f**ing with the wrong n***a n***as getting hit when they f**ing with the wrong n***a f**ing with the wrong n***a