paroles de chanson Hellrazor - 2Pac
Major!
Hell
motherfuckin′
yeah
This
one
goes
out
to
my
nigga
Mike
Cooley,
hell
yeah
Mama
raised
a
hellrazor
Born
thuggin'
Heartless
and
mean,
muggin′
at
16
On
the
scene
watchin'
fiends
buggin'
Kickin′
up
dust
with
the
older
G′s
Soakin'
up
the
game
that
was
told
to
me
I
ain′t
never
touched
a
gat
that
I
couldn't
shoot
I
learned
not
to
trust
the
bitch
from
the
prostitutes
Taught
lessons,
a
young
nigga
askin′
questions
While
other
suckers
was
guessin',
I
was
gangsta
sexin′
Elementary
wasn't
meant
for
me,
can't
regret
it
I′m
headed
for
the
penitentiary
and
cuttin′
classing
I'm
buckin′
blastin',
straight
mashin′
Mobbin'
through
the
overpass
laughin′
While
these
other
motherfuckers
try
to
figure
out,
no
doubt
They
jealous
of
a
nigga's
clout,
tell
me
Lord
Can
ya
feel
me?
I
keep
my
finger
on
the
trigger
'Cause
some
nigga
tried
to
kill
me
And
mama
raised
a
hellrazor,
everyday
gettin′
paid
Police
on
my
pager,
straight
stressin′
A
fugitive,
my
occupation
is
under
question
Wanted
for
investigation,
and
even
though
I'm
marked
for
death,
I′ma
spark
'til
I
lose
my
breath
Motherfuckers,
every
time
I
see
the
paper
I
see
my
picture,
when
a
nigga′s
gettin'
richer
They
come
to
get
ya,
it′s
like
a
motherfuckin'
trap
And
they
wonder
why
it's
hard
bein′
black
Dear
Lord
can
ya
feel
me,
stress
gettin′
major,
unhh
Mama
raised
a
hellrazor,
stress
gettin'
major
Lord
be
my
savior,
unnh
Mama
raised
a
hellrazor,
stress
gettin′
major
Lord
be
my
savior,
unnh
Mama
raised
a
hellrazor,
stress
gettin'
major
Lord
be
my
savior,
unnh
Mama
raised
a
hellrazor,
stress
gettin′
major
Lord
be
my
savior,
unnh
Mama
raised
a
hellrazor
Stress
gettin'
major,
unnh
Mama
raised
a
hellrazor,
stress
gettin′
major
Tell
me
Lord
can
ya
feel
me,
show
a
sign
Damn
near
running
outta
time,
everybody's
dyin'
Mama
raised
a
hellrazor,
can′t
figure
Why
you
let
the
police
beat
down
niggas
I′m
startin'
to
think
all
the
rich
in
the
world
is
safe
While
the
po′
babies
rushin'
into
early
graves
God
come
save
the
youth
Ain′t
nothin'
else
to
do
but
have
faith
in
you
Dear
Lord,
I
live
the
life
of
a
thug,
hope
you
understand
Forgive
me
for
my
mistakes,
I
gotta
play
my
hand
And
my
hand′s
on
the
16-shot,
semi-automatic
Crooked
cop
killin'
Glock,
tell
me
Lord
Can
ya
feel
me?
Show
a
way
I'm
prayin′
but
my
enemies
won′t
go
away
And
everywhere
I
turn
I
see
niggas
burn
Every
nigga
that
I
know's
on
death
row
My
younger
homie′s
17
and
he
paid
a
price
Little
young
motherfucker
doin'
triple
life
Though
I
tell
him
in
his
letters,
it′s
gettin'
better
If
my
nigga
knew
the
truth,
he′d
hit
the
roof
Just
heard
ya
baby's
mama
was
smoked
out,
fuck
the
drama
Wanna
break
my
Loc
out,
smokin'
blunts
Gettin′
drunk
off
that
Tanqueray
gin
′Bout
to
break
my
nigga
out
the
fuckin'
pen′
Mama
raised
a
hellrazor,
uhh,
yeah
C'mon,
uhh,
mama
raised
a
hellrazor
Uhh,
dear
Lord
can
ya
feel
me,
stress
gettin′
major
(Lord
be
my
savior,
unnh)
Mama
raised
a
hellrazor,
stress
gettin'
major
Lord
be
my
savior,
unnh
Mama
raised
a
hellrazor,
stress
gettin′
major
Lord
be
my
savior,
unnh
Mama
raised
a
hellrazor,
stress
gettin'
major
Dear
Lord
can
ya
hear
me,
it's
just
me
A
young
nigga
tryin′
to
make
it
on
these
rough
streets
I′m
on
my
knees
beggin'
please
come
and
save
me
The
whole
world
done
made
a
nigga
crazy!
I
got
my
three-five-seven
can′t
control
it
Screamin'
die
motherfucker
and
he′s
loaded
Everybody
run
for
cover,
aww
shit
Thug
Life
motherfucker,
duck
quick
Now
am
I
wrong
if
I
am
don't
worry
me
′Cause
do
or
die
gettin'
high
'til
they
bury
me
Dear
Lord
if
ya
hear
me,
tell
me
why
Little
girl
like
LaTasha,
had
to
die
She
never
got
to
see
the
bullet,
just
heard
the
shot
Her
little
body
couldn′t
take
it,
it
shook
and
dropped
And
when
I
saw
it
on
the
news
how
she
bucked
the
girl,
killed
Latasha
Now
I′m
screamin'
fuck
the
world,
in
the
end
It′s
my
friends,
that
flip-flop
Lip-locked
on
my
dick
when
my
shit
drop
Thug
Life
motherfucker,
I
lick
shots
Every
nigga
on
my
block
dropped
two
cops
Dear
Lord
can
ya
hear
me,
when
I
die
Let
a
nigga
be
strapped,
fucked
up,
and
high
With
my
hands
on
the
trigger,
thug
nigga
Stressin'
like
a
motherfuckin′
drug
dealer
And
even
in
the
darkest
nights,
I'm
a
thug
for
Life
I
got
the
heart
to
fight
now
Mama
raised
a
hellrazor,
why
cry?
That′s
just
life
in
the
ghetto,
do
or
die
1 I Wonder If Heaven Got A Ghetto - Hip-Hop Version
2 When I Get Free II
3 Ready 4 Whatever
4 R U Still Down? (Remember Me)
5 Let Them Thangs Go
6 Nothin But Love
7 Nothing To Lose
8 Enemies With Me
9 I'm Gettin Money
10 Thug Style
11 Redemption
12 Hellrazor
13 Where Do We Go From Here (Interlude)
14 I Wonder If Heaven Got A Ghetto
15 Lie To Kick It
16 Fuck All Y'All
17 Definition of a Thug Nigga
18 I'm Losin It
19 16 On Death Row
20 Black Starry Night (Interlude)
21 Only Fear Of Death
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