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2pac

Genres: Hip-Hop

Hearz Of Men Lyrics - 2pac

Ahh, Suge what I tell you nigga, 

when I come out of jail what was I gonna do 

I was gonna start diggin' into these niggas chest, right 

Watch this, hey Quik let me see them binoculars, nigga 

The binoculars 

 

Ha ha ha ha, yeah nigga time to ride 

Grab your bulletproof vest nigga 

cause its gonna be a long one 

Now me and Quik gonna show you niggas what it's like on this side 

The real side 

Now, on this ride there's gonna be some real mutha-fuckas 

and there's gonna be some pussys 

Now the real niggas gonna be the ones with money and bitches 

The pussys are gonna be the niggas on the floor bleedin' 

Now everybody keep your eyes on the prize cause the ride get tricky 

See you got some niggas on your side 

That say they're your friends 

But in real life they your enemies 

And then you got some mutha-fuckas that say they your enemies 

But in real life they eyes is on your money 

See the enemies will say they true 

But in real life those niggas will be the snitches 

Its a dirty game y'all 

Y'all got ta be careful about who you fuck with and who you don't fuck with 

Cause the shit get wild y'all 

Keep your mind on your riches, Baby 

Keep your mind on your riches 

 

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9-1-1 its a emergency cowards tried to murder me 

From hood to the 'burbs, everyone of you niggas heard of me 

Shit I'm legendary niggas scary and paralyzed 

Nothing more I despise than a liar 

cowards die 

My mama told me When I was to see 

Just a vicious mutha fucker while these devils left me free 

I proceed to make them shiver 

when I deliver 

Criminal lyrics 

from a world wide mob figure 

Thug niggas from everywhere Mr. Mackaveli 

Niggas is waiting for some thug shit, thats what they tell me 

So many rumors but I'm infinitely Immortal Outlaw 

Switching up on you ordinary bitches 

like a south paw you get let 

And every breath I breathe untill the moment I'm deceased 

Will be another moment ballin' as a 'G' 

I rip the crowd, then I start again 

Internally I live in sin 

untill the moment that they let me breathe again 

The heartz of men 

 

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My lyrical with so much pain 

that to some niggas it hurts 

My guns bust 

And if you ain't one of us 

it gets worse 

Bitch niggas get their eyes swoll 

in fly mode 

I'm a homicidal outlaw 

and five-o, get your lights on, fight long 

tonights gonna be a fuckin' fight 

so we might roll 

My own homies say I'm heartless 

But I'm a 'G' to this 'til the day I'm gone that's regardless 

Drive-by, niggas bow down 

thought I'd rot in jail, paid bail, well niggas out now 

Throw up your hands if you thugged out 

First nigga act up 

first nigga gettin' drugged out 

I can be a villian if ya let me 

I'll Muthafuck ya 

if ya do upset me 

tell the cops to come and get me 

rip the crowd like a phone number 

Then start again, don't have no muthafuckin' friends nigga 

Look inside the heartz of men 

 

In The Heartz of Men 

In The Heartz of Men 

 

To all my niggas engaged in making money in the fifty states 

Keep your mind on your chips and fuck a punk bitch 

No longer living in fear 

my pistol close in hand 

Convinced this is my year 

like I'm the chosen man 

Give me my money and label me as a don 

If niggas is having problems 

smoke'em, fire and bomb 

I died and came back, 

I hustle with these lyrics as if it's a game of crack 

Thugin' is in my spirit 

I'm lost and not knowing 

scar'd up 

but still flowing 

energized and still going 

Uhh, can it be fate 

that makes a sick muthafucka break 

On these jealous ass coward cuz they evil and fake 

What will it take? 

Give me that bass line 

I'm feeling bombed 

Deathrow baby, don't be alarmed 

The homie Quik gave a nigga a beat and let me start again 

Represent 

cause I've been sent 

The heartz of men 

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