Текст песни Street Fame - 2Pac
Turn
it
up
in
my
head
phones
Coming
to
a
ghetto
near
you,
street
fame
More,
coming
to
a
ghetto
near
you
I
wasn′t
mad
until
these
tricks
shot
me,
It's
time
to
sanitize
my
posse
Look
how
paranoid
these
niggas
got
me
Cellular
calls
are
being
traced,
since
surveillance
silently
Momma
chill
thug
livin′
pay
the
bills
and
die
violently
Closed
caskets
expose
bastards
I
leave
'em
bloody
Deloris
tucker
don't
let
your
kids
hear
a
nigga
speak
on
gettin′
money
Ain′t
nothin'
funny,
green,
got
a
nigga
seein′
things
Why,
hit
the
lye
hope
to
God
I
can
fly
Lethal
weapon
I'm
a
savage,
still
a
method
to
my
madness
Blast
niggaz
laugh
call
′em
care
cabbage
Read
'em
and
weep,
put
′em
to
sleep
they
hell
bound
Lyrics
will
leave
'em
spell
bound,
clown
now
tired
of
being
held
down
Cross
my
heart
hope
to
die
blinded
in
some
pussy
millionaire
Living
care
free,
sucka
free,
playa
haters
miss
me
Hope
in
hard
times
never
catch
me
slippin'
Fuck
authorities
they
wonder
why
minorities
be
trippin′
we
ain′t
having
it
Time
to
tear
this
shit
back,
ghetto
children
kick
back
Once
I
hit
the
mat
niggaz
will
never
get
this
shit
back
Spit
it
so
eloquently,
my
pistols
represent
me
Bust
until
my
rounds
empty,
back
for
the
street
fame
One
love
to
my
true
thugs
comin'
to
a
ghetto
near
you,
street
fame
Bust,
comin′
to
a
ghetto
near
you,
street
fame
All
out
warfare,
eye
for
a
eye
bustin'
on
my
enemies
bad
boy
killing
(Comin′
to
a
ghetto
near
you,
street
fame)
Straight
dissing
you,
fuck
Lil'
Kim
you
nasty
bitch
Temperatures
rises
niggaz
blinded
by
my
lyrical
disguise
No
time
to
plot
retreats,
niggaz
shiver
and
die
Multiple
rounds
found
laced
in
his
body
and
face
Wrapped
in
plastic,
the
acid
erased
all
traces
Criminal
tactics
the
rap
game
became
so
drastic
Military
mind
mashed
all
the
walls
they
blasted
If
we
bleed
then
they
suffocate
chokin′
in
terror
So
we
strive
singularize
we
reflect
in
the
mirrors
The
prophecy
is
clear
niggaz
lock
an'
load
disappear
Strategize
with
no
fear,
waging
war
for
years
The
crack
game
wasn't
big
enough,
ready
to
rush
You
bitch
made
motherfuckers
get
murdered
and
touched
I
go
to
jail
niggaz
screamin′
free
me,
speakin′
freely
Conversatin'
with
my
comrades
kicking
Swahili
Indeed
nature
feel
my
first
seed
it
gets
worse
Plans
are
cursed
to
be
a
G
on
the
first
to
breathe
Currency
in
stacks,
artillery
in
the
back
strapped
Armies,
we
camouflaged
in
all
black
When
we
attack,
holla
out
my
set,
nigga
tighten
your
jaw
Givin′
birth
to
outlaws,
street
fame
Bust
nigga
bust,
comin'
to
a
ghetto
near
you,
street
fame
it′s
true
(Hell
yeah)
Only
Makaveli
the
don
can
put
it
down
like
this,
hey
Nas
(Comin'
to
a
ghetto
near
you
with
street
fame)
Positive
identification,
got
me
rushed
to
the
station
Stuck
in
this
line
up
tryin′
hard
to
hide
my
face
They
placed
the
name
but
can't
recall
description
I
ain't
did
shit
officer,
that
bitch
trippin′
Promise
retaliation
they
plan
busted,
no
man
to
be
trusted
Everything
corrupted
once
man
touched
it,
Kamikaze
Hoping
that
none
of
the
spies
find
me
That′s
why
we
bye
bye
daily,
knowin'
cops
trail
me
But
why
cry
floatin′
while
we
tokin'
on
this
potent
branch
Flossing
in
the
thug
stance,
flipping
pockets
out
inside
my
pants
Never
underestimate
me,
playa
hate
me,
see
me
and
hide
Sure
as
hollow
points
shatter,
enemies
die
Spread
love
dead
thugs
gettin′
buried
in
riches
Take
a
chance
to
advance
fuck
them
worryin'
bitches
Penitentiary′s
a
possibility,
bust
and
pray
Wear
a
rubber
so
I
live
to
fuck
another
day
Hey
ain't
nothin'
strange,
I′m
25
dying
to
change
But
still
I
bang
wanting
street
fame
That′s
the
end
of
that,
thugged
out,
Makaveli
the
don
Representin'
the
outlaws
Street
fame,
one
love
to
my
true
niggaz
Comin′
to
a
ghetto
near
you,
street
fame
Makaveli
the
don,
Killuminati
Comin'
to
a
ghetto
near
you,
street
fame
Yo
check
this
out,
I′m
a
tell
you
like
this,
street
fame
If
the
lifestyle
that
you
living
Got
you
taking
more
fucking
shorts
than
getting
props
Then
that
lifestyle
need
to
stop,
best
to
recognize
some
outlaw
shit
'Cause
only
in
this
outlaw
lifestyle
can
you
truly
come
to
To
see
what
this
life′s
supposed
to
be
like
Nigga
you'll
start
to
see
riches,
fine
bitches
and
hitting
switches
Shit,
to
me
that
shit
sound
delicious
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Альбом
Better Dayz
1 Late Night
2 Intro
3 Thugz Mansion (7 remix)
4 Mamma's Just a Little Girl (KP Remix)
5 Who Do You Believe In
6 When We Ride On Our Enemies (Briss Remix)
7 Changed Man (Jazze Pha remix)
8 Never B Peace (Nitty remix)
9 Street Fame
10 Thugz Mansion (Nas acoustic)
11 My Block (Nitty remix)
12 Never Call U Bitch Again
13 Fame
14 Fair Xchange (Mya remix)
15 Catchin' Feelins
16 There U Go
17 This Life I Lead
18 Outro
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