makaveli17hanau
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jo für die leute die auf pac´s music stehen hier der text von troublesome ´96, werd vielleicht nochn paar andere lyrics in das forum posten wenn ihr mögt ;-)
Troublesome toller Typ
troublesome 19 mother****in 96,
let it be known toller Typ, boss of all bosses
makaveli
menacin methods label me a lethal weapon
makin´ niggas die witnessin breathless imperfections,
can u picture my specific plan?,
to be the man in this wicked land underhanded hits are planned,
scams are plotted over grams and rocks,
undercover agents die, by the random shots,
we all die in the end, so revenge we swore,
i was all about my ends, **** friends and foes,
me, a born leader, never leave the block without my heater,
got me a dog and named it "mobb bitch toller Typ eater",
what could they do to me and lil´ brat?
shit them niggas that shot me is still terrified i´ll get their ass,
how can i show u how i feel inside?
we outlawz mother****ers can´t kill my pride,
niggas talk a lot of shit, but that´s after i´m gone,
cuz they fear me in the physical form,
let it be known, i´m troublesome
[2pac redet über Chorus]
troublesome toller Typ, outlawzs, put it down to the fullest
spittin rhymes and bullets, haha
we troublesome, you know what time it is,
call the punk police, they can´t stop us,
niggas run the streets, we troublesome ...
gutter ways, my mentality is ghetto,
a guerilla in this criminal war, we all rebels,
death before dishonor, bet i bomb on the first niggas knew we came from murder , pullin up in a hearse,
WESTSIDE was the war cry bustin off freely
screamin, "**** y´all niggaz" in swahili ,
pistol packin fresh outta jail, i ain´t goin´ back,
release me to the care, of my heartless strap,
say my name three times like Candyman,
bet I roll on yo' ass like an avalanche,
a soul survivor, learned to get high and pull drivebys,
murder my foes, can't control my nine,
hearin thoughts of my enemies pleadin please,
busta ass mother****ers tried to flee,
picture me lettin this chump survive ,
ran up on his ass, when i dumped he died,
cause i´m troublesome
[2pac wieder über Chorus]
young, strapped, and i don´t give a ****
i´m hopeless, i live the Thug Life losin´ my focus BABY
i´m troublesome, haha
bad boy killer, there´s no-one realer,
what u saw was the rough, rugged and raw,
Outlaw!
murder murder my mind state, shit ain't changed
since my last rhyme, the crime rate ain't decline,
niggas bustin shots like they lost they mind,
like twenty five to life never crossed they mind,
tell me young toller Typ never learned a thang,
dead at thirteen cause he yearned to bang ,
sniffed a lot of flowers, but how could I cry ,
tried to warn the little toller Typ either stop or die,
mercy is for the weak when I speak I scream,
afraid to sleep, i'm havin crazy dreams,
vivid pictures of my enemies, family times ,
god forgive me cause it's wrong but I plan to die,
either take me in heaven and understand I was a sheep,
did the best I could, raised in insanity,
or send me to hell cause I ain't beggin for my life,
ain't nuttin worse than this cursed ass hopeless life,
i´m troublesome
[2pac spricht]
in your wildest dreams you couldn't picture a toller Typ like me
hahahaha i'm troublesome,
i don't give a ****
i'm troublesome.... like my toller Typ Napoleon said, toller Typ
somebody gotta explain why I ain't got shit
haha , I'm troublesome
u know what time it is, the Outlaw clique
Young rugged and sick
Makaveli the don , the boss of all bosses
Mussolini, Edi Amin, Hussein Fatal, Khadafi
Kastro, Napoleon, Bo Nitti
haha , we ain't ****in around
we troublesome
aiyo, hehe, we troublesome
(I ain't goin)
haha
Young Kastro, the first to blast the last one to dash
goin for the hoes and the cash
**** you niggas,
Outlawz haha
Khadafi, trump tight never sloppy
them mother****ers try to copy
but they can't mock you toller Typ,
you're too strong
Outlawz keep it goin on, you know whazzup
Outlawz, Outlawz,
haha ,
OUTLAWZ, OUTLAWZ ,
this is dedicated to the real niggas
all the real troublesome souljahz on the streets
bye bye , all you niggas die ....
Troublesome toller Typ
troublesome 19 mother****in 96,
let it be known toller Typ, boss of all bosses
makaveli
menacin methods label me a lethal weapon
makin´ niggas die witnessin breathless imperfections,
can u picture my specific plan?,
to be the man in this wicked land underhanded hits are planned,
scams are plotted over grams and rocks,
undercover agents die, by the random shots,
we all die in the end, so revenge we swore,
i was all about my ends, **** friends and foes,
me, a born leader, never leave the block without my heater,
got me a dog and named it "mobb bitch toller Typ eater",
what could they do to me and lil´ brat?
shit them niggas that shot me is still terrified i´ll get their ass,
how can i show u how i feel inside?
we outlawz mother****ers can´t kill my pride,
niggas talk a lot of shit, but that´s after i´m gone,
cuz they fear me in the physical form,
let it be known, i´m troublesome
[2pac redet über Chorus]
troublesome toller Typ, outlawzs, put it down to the fullest
spittin rhymes and bullets, haha
we troublesome, you know what time it is,
call the punk police, they can´t stop us,
niggas run the streets, we troublesome ...
gutter ways, my mentality is ghetto,
a guerilla in this criminal war, we all rebels,
death before dishonor, bet i bomb on the first niggas knew we came from murder , pullin up in a hearse,
WESTSIDE was the war cry bustin off freely
screamin, "**** y´all niggaz" in swahili ,
pistol packin fresh outta jail, i ain´t goin´ back,
release me to the care, of my heartless strap,
say my name three times like Candyman,
bet I roll on yo' ass like an avalanche,
a soul survivor, learned to get high and pull drivebys,
murder my foes, can't control my nine,
hearin thoughts of my enemies pleadin please,
busta ass mother****ers tried to flee,
picture me lettin this chump survive ,
ran up on his ass, when i dumped he died,
cause i´m troublesome
[2pac wieder über Chorus]
young, strapped, and i don´t give a ****
i´m hopeless, i live the Thug Life losin´ my focus BABY
i´m troublesome, haha
bad boy killer, there´s no-one realer,
what u saw was the rough, rugged and raw,
Outlaw!
murder murder my mind state, shit ain't changed
since my last rhyme, the crime rate ain't decline,
niggas bustin shots like they lost they mind,
like twenty five to life never crossed they mind,
tell me young toller Typ never learned a thang,
dead at thirteen cause he yearned to bang ,
sniffed a lot of flowers, but how could I cry ,
tried to warn the little toller Typ either stop or die,
mercy is for the weak when I speak I scream,
afraid to sleep, i'm havin crazy dreams,
vivid pictures of my enemies, family times ,
god forgive me cause it's wrong but I plan to die,
either take me in heaven and understand I was a sheep,
did the best I could, raised in insanity,
or send me to hell cause I ain't beggin for my life,
ain't nuttin worse than this cursed ass hopeless life,
i´m troublesome
[2pac spricht]
in your wildest dreams you couldn't picture a toller Typ like me
hahahaha i'm troublesome,
i don't give a ****
i'm troublesome.... like my toller Typ Napoleon said, toller Typ
somebody gotta explain why I ain't got shit
haha , I'm troublesome
u know what time it is, the Outlaw clique
Young rugged and sick
Makaveli the don , the boss of all bosses
Mussolini, Edi Amin, Hussein Fatal, Khadafi
Kastro, Napoleon, Bo Nitti
haha , we ain't ****in around
we troublesome
aiyo, hehe, we troublesome
(I ain't goin)
haha
Young Kastro, the first to blast the last one to dash
goin for the hoes and the cash
**** you niggas,
Outlawz haha
Khadafi, trump tight never sloppy
them mother****ers try to copy
but they can't mock you toller Typ,
you're too strong
Outlawz keep it goin on, you know whazzup
Outlawz, Outlawz,
haha ,
OUTLAWZ, OUTLAWZ ,
this is dedicated to the real niggas
all the real troublesome souljahz on the streets
bye bye , all you niggas die ....