Dr. Dre - Tupac d**h 2016 lyrics

[2Pac- Hold on Be Strong lyrics mix] There's, never a good day Cause in my hood they Let they AK's pump strays where the kids play My homies dyin' 'fore they get to see they birthdays These is the worst days Sometimes it hurts to pray And every Halloween Check out the murder scene Can't help but duplicate the violence seen on the screen And even God turned his back on the ghetto youth I know that ain't the truth Sometimes I look for proof I wonder if heaven got a ghetto And if it does Does it matter if you blood or you cuz Remember how it was And facin me now, what do I do? These thangs that a Thug goes through And still I rise So keep ya head up And even though I had Pain in my heart, I was hopeless from the start So keep ya head up And make ya mind strong It's a struggle every day... Holla if ya hear me!! [2Pac-Can't C Me Lyrics mix] Cops and sirens,n***as open fire Buncha thug life n***as on the rise Until I die Ask me why I'm a Boss Player gettin high And when I'm rollin by n***as Can't C Me!! X2 Give me my money in stacks And lace my b**hes with 9 figures Real n***as fingers on nickle plated 9 triggas Must see my enemies defeated I catch them While they coughed up and weeded Open fire Now them n***as bleedin' See me in flesh And test And get your chest blown Straight out the west, don't get blown My adversaries cry like ho's Open and shut like doors Is you a friend or foe ? n***a you ain't know ? They got me stressed out on d**h Row I've seen money But baby I got to gets mo' You scream and go '2Pac' And I ain't stopping' Till I'm well paid Bails paid Now n***a, look what hell made Visions of [Dogs] and visualize my debut n***as know me, player I gotta stay true Don't be a dumb motherf**er Because it's crazy after dark Where the true Thug n***as see ya heart n***as Can't C Me!! California love..... [Dr.Dre-California Love] Now let me welcome everybody to the wild, wild west A state that's untouchable like Elliot Ness The track hits ya eardrum like a slug to ya chest Pack a vest for your Jimmy in the city of s** We in that sunshine state where that bomb a** hemp be The state where ya never find a dance floor empty And pimps be on a mission for them greens Lean mean money-makin-machines servin fiends I been in the game for ten years makin rap tunes Ever since honeys was wearin sa**oon Now it's '95 and they clock me and watch me Diamonds shinin lookin like I robbed Liberace It's all good, from Diego to tha Bay Your city is tha bomb if your city makin pay Throw up a finger if ya feel the same way Dre puttin it down for Californ-I-a Shake it shake it baby Shake it shake it baby Shake it shake it shake it shake it... Shake it shake it mama Shake it Cali... [Verse 2: 2Pac] Out on bail fresh outta jail, California dreamin Soon as I stepped on the scene, I'm hearin hoochies screamin Fiendin for money and alcohol The life of a west side playa where cowards die and it's all ball Only in Cali where we riot not rally to live and die In L.A. we wearin Chucks not Ballies (that's right) Dressed in Locs and khaki suits and ride is what we do Flossin but have caution we collide with other crews Famous cause we program worldwide Let'em recognize from Long Beach to Rosecrans Bumpin and grindin like a slow jam, it's west side So you know the row won't bow down to no man Say what you say But give me that bomb beat from Dre Let me serenade the streets of L.A From Oakland to Sacktown The Bay Area and back down Cali is where they put they mack down Give me love! [Hook of Takin'Over] But you better know try to play 'cause the game is over We takin' over [2Pac-Takin' Over] You can't break me, never make me busta soft the beats This Outlaw style got a brother off the streets Miss Delores Tucker sue me I won't stop 'Til we get justice for these crooked cops on my block Time Warner full of sissies Tell 'em all to miss me A bunch of hypocrites whistling Dixie Good riddance cause you never should of touched me You cowards knew you couldn't take the pressure I'ma make you sorry Trust me Did I cry when they dropped me? (nah), can they stop me? (yeah) Tryna sell 4 million copies If I wasn't spitting it'd be prison or d**h This rap game all we got left So try to comprehend where we coming from Life as an Outlaw, ain't meant for everyone So here we come Recognize how we organize Strategize now we unified brothers on the rise And we don't stop [Hook] They don't [?] t-t takin' over, we takin' over I see you trying on, 'cause we do it better [?] what you seek, we'll be coming over But you better know try to play 'cause the game is over We takin' over [Verse 3: Snoop Dogg] I came to get in that a**, Bigg Di-Dogg, push the big hid-ogg You're hoppin' and poppin', how bout you hop up off my bid-alls Got dirt on my pid-aws, I broke a few lid-aws It really don't matter cause I'm only here to spit on And get on and sh** on n***as Do it to 'em D-O-double, right on n***a I'm saggin' it, baggin' it, slangin' dubs You motherf**as think The Wash is all soap and suds? What's up cuz? If you tryin' to get a dub sack page me The hoes say "D-Loc, you so crazy" Poppin' that sh** don't faze me I need my chips and the dip, it's like gravy [Verse 4: Dr Dre] Now back to the lecture at hand Perfection is expected and I'm feelin' that demand Los Ang', broad day gunnin' That ain't no earthquake it's just Dre comin' If this sh** ain't played, the party ain't bumpin' If I don't show up, the hoes ain't f**in' (Real talk) Cali sunshine, come visit Just don't stop at stop signs with bullet holes in it All-Star League, you ridin' benches I handles my business, f** fake n***as I sell game a quarter million a track Snoop and the Good Doc back with a brand-new sack sh**'s wrong, money gone, I'll blast Out of town, out of bounds, no pa** Runnin' up, talkin' sh**, get smashed (Shoot first) Ask questions last [Gangsta's Paradise Hook] [2Pac-Loyal To The Game] Now I've got task on a n***a's a** Tell me will they blast me I think of an alias in case these crooked b**hes ask me, now It's gettin crazy after dark These narcs be like trying to shut me down but I'm too smart Now picture me scared of the penitentiary I've been moving these things since the days of elementary Now tell me what ya need when ya see me I'm stacking Gs buying all the things on TV, believe me I got some k**ers on my payroll and they know When it's time to handle business n***a lay low Although I'm young I'm still coming up I'm gettin paid pulling razors on n***as when they running up The first to pull the strap when theres drama Buster you ain't heard? I been slicing motherf**ers since I lost my mama There ain't a cop that can stop me My posse is co*ky and they don't wait until they drop me I'm loyal to the game [Gangsta's Paradise Hook] Now picture me scared of the penitentiary I've been moving these things since the days of elementary Now tell me what ya need when ya see me I'm stacking Gs buying all the things on TV, believe me [Lose Power] Until I Die... [Five Shots]