Fuck All Y'all Lyrics - R U Still Down? (remember Me) - 2pac

Ha ha ha... fuck all y'all... fuck all y'all... I don't need nobody 

Fuck 'em... Fuck all y'all 

Money gone fuck friends 

I need a homie that know me 

when all these muthafuckin' cops be on me 

I got problems ain't nobody calling back 

now what the fuck is happenin' with my ballin' cats 

Remember me I'm ya homie that was down to brawl 

Sippin' Hennessy hanging with the clowns and 

all we used to do is drink brew, screw and common knew 

we had bitches by the dozens oh we fuckin' cousins 

You can throw ya middle finger if ya feel me loc 

a nigga just got paid and we still was broke 

It took time but finally the cash was mine 

all the rewards of a hustler stuck in the grind 

Look around and all I see is snakes and faces 

like scavengers waitin' to take a hustler's pape's 

and when you stuck where the fuck is all ya friends 

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They straight busted and can't be trusted fuck y'all 

Fuck all y'all 

Fuck all y'all 

I'm sippin' Tanqueray and juice and what's the use 

cause I'm a hopeless thug 

Ain't no love reminiscing on how close we was 

way back in the day before they put the crack in the way 

and heeyyy how much money can you stack in a day 

It's gettin' rough collect calls from my niggas in court 

I recollect we used to ball now just living's enough 

I stand tall in the winter summer spring or fall 

Thug for life scrawled all across the wall 

and all about my dollars make me wanna holla 

drop an album sell a million give a fuck about tomorrow 

I know it's gettin' crazy after dark 

these marks keep on huffin' and puffin' 

ain't no fear in my heart 

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What's going on in the ghetto still struggle and strive 

I still roll with the heater smokin' chocolate thai 

In 94 I'll be going solo 

too many problems with my own 

so I'm rolling do-do 

Fuck all y'all 

Fuck all y'all 

Fuck all y'all 

Fuck all y'all 

I went from rags to riches quick 

to socializing with the baddest bitches 

went from a bucket to a rag with switches 

I'm seein' death around the corner 

I'm bumpin' Gloriaaaa doin' 90 'cause I wanna 

I'm getting high like I said it with some chocolate thai 

mixed with some indonesia watch me fly 

And even though I know the cops behind me 

hit the weed and uh I continue doing 90 (Biotch) 

will I get caught another ticket get to kick it in court 

Fuck the law give a shit I'm even worse than before 

I know they wanna see a nigga buried 

but I ain't worried still throwing these thangs 

got me locked in these chains 

and hey nigga what the fuck is you wailin' 'bout 

soon as I hit the cell I'll be bailin' out 

And when I hit the streets I'm in a rush to ball 

I'm screaming Thug Life nigga fuck y'all 

Ha ha ha... fuck all y'all... fuck all y'all... I don't need nobody 

Fuck 'em... Fuck all y'all