Количество артистов: 43,846 Количество текстов песен: 642,600
Количество артистов: 43,846 Количество текстов песен: 642,600
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Артист: 2PacНазвание : Breathin`Данные: текст песни / слова песни Жанры : rap hip-hop gangsta rap hip hop west coast rap Видео:
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Who`ll be the last motherfucker breathin? Tell me nigga.. tell me Who`ll be the last motherfucker breathin? [Chorus] Stress, but busta free Enemies give me reason, to be the last motherfucker breathin Bustin, my automatic rounds Catch `em while they sleepin, now I`m the last motherfucker breathin [repeat Chorus] [2Pac] Woke up with fifty enemies plottin my death All fifty seein visions of me shot in the chest Couldn`t rest, nah nigga I was stressed Had me creepin `round corners, homie sleepin in my vest Shit, I`m like a hostage on this troubled block, call the cops A thug nigga screamin Westside, bustin double glocks Hittin corners in my Chevy Surburban Liquor got me drivin up on the curb, hand on the steerin wheel swervin Bless me Father I`ma sinner, I`m livin in hell Just let me live on the streets, cause ain`t no peace for me in jail Gettin world-wide exposure with a bunch of niggaz that don`t give a FUCK, ridin as my soldiers I just release `em on a war path, not your average dealer Westside Outlaw; Bad Boy killer, huh Complete my mission my competition no longer beefin I murdered all them bustas now I`m the last motherfucker breathin [Chorus] [Young Noble] Make sure I hold my position, stand firm in the dirt For all my soldiers gone, we burnin the earth Outlawz WORLDWIDE, we pack the block Shootin rocks at the kid, I`ll bust back for `Pac Ask Yak, he`ll tell you that it`s hell down here Stale down here, too many jails down here Why you act like you don`t hear me? Young Noble, Outlaw `til these motherfuckers kill me I`m still breathin [Napoleon] Now we was raised, "Fuck this life," I rose my right Holdin on a tight grip with death in my sight And the dark is my light, I`m cynical, sleepwalkin as a true Walk around town with a pound full of, bitter food Came a long way from my born day, dead away where there`s war play Fuck friends I`ll say, rather die for my A-K with these fag-ass niggaz, see-through glass ass niggaz Only ride my dick and the skin of my mash-ass niggaz Breathin! [Chorus] [Kastro] Uhh, I walk around with a knife in my back Talkin bout a bad day, I live a life like that It`s unfair, and I`m losin my hair, blastin hooligans Catch me, I`m fallin out flat, yo I`m ruined and breathin in sewer stench, no one give a fuck about me I leaned to like it like that, when I was still in mommy The side of seedy that the devil run from In the belly of the beast, that`s where the fuck we come from And still I`m breathin! [E.D.I.] And still I`m totally wasted, they want me to face this Just lost two of my closest na`r one of y`all can take this But I`m Makaveli trained, simple and plain We number one motherfucker bout to do it again Shit, `Pac still doin it, you hoes can`t ruin it Two million everytime he drop I know you fuckers losin it We movin in - for the kill, for a meal, holdin steel Hold the wheel I`m bout to give these niggaz somethin they can feel Fakin real, but we the raw and uncut Style-bitin thug lyin niggaz, give it up! We hit `em up!(and we still breathin.. and we still breathin..) [2Pac] Tell `em nigga.. tell `em (and we still breathin..) Who`ll be the last motherfuckers breathin? [Chorus] - 2X | Похожие исполнители:
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