2pac - Troublesome lyrics

Born to wreck sh**, poppin' bubble gum Others call me up, but momma call me troublesome Learned to shoot a gun, before I learned to read or write Never touched a pipe, made my money every night 'Til I gotta (ride), a motherf**in' Benz b**h talked to every snitch, they jeapordized me gettin' rich Only fifteen at a spot full of rock teens Full of hard knocks, ready to clock, fu*k the cops (yeah!) And we was fat like Trump Every n***a packed a pump, so time to be poppin trunks I stood at the top of the organization Ready to pop a cop with no hesitations (f** the police) yeah Now I'm makin' all the others run 'Cause here it comes, look out for brother troublesome Yeah y'all, hehe A n***a named Troublesome I learned from my mistakes I'm twenty-one now I gotta pack of jackers out for me they hold a gun battle Ain't old enough to save but I behave just like a true vet That's cause for all the dirt I did and dirt I didn't do yet Tryin' to pop my pistol for a profit Copper tried to stop I didn't drop and so he got it (yeah) And I don't give a f** about it (Ah-yo you think you'll ever quit this sh**?) I doubt it So why not take all of me 'Cause I just love to be the n***a that nobody else has the balls to be These s**ers always searchin' for me, with funk They in a hurry to get buried with they locs up And once I let my gun pop Another motherf**er drops I smoke a gang of buddha better yet some indo Crack through your window, n***a where the f** the ya-yo? You tried to hesitate I couldn't wait to rush him I didn't trust him, he sneezed and I had to bust him I'm criminal I'm workin' doin' wicked sh** So catch a Christmas cause I'm murderin' your witnesses, I'm troublesome Yeah! Yeah, a n***a named Troublesome Now I'm on top got plenty open I ain't no f**in' joke so you can label me King of Oakland, huh As I sit back and rake my, dough in I let my money grown in just got rich off what they owin, huh And flippin' hoes, there's no open Keepin' a sister broke I'd rather take it from the token (give it up) A psychopath when provoked then All you see is smoke I pull a pistol from my, coat I told you we ain't havin' it (come here) Give up the dough, reached for his coat, started grabbin' it Bang bang! Was the sound as I jetted A bullet in the head so the s**er don't forget it But I knew that I'd be dead soon Crime in my head, makin' decisions in my bedroom I see task at my front do' (ahh sh**) But I ain't goin' alive, so what the f** these n***as come for Just because you got a vest don't mean you escape from d**h (b**h) I put this AK to your chest it'll take your entire breath Threw a grenade in the front yard Six cops lunged then got crunched, here they come God The other cops are closin' in Deja vu, what do I do, here we go again (here we go again) I'd rather take my life than have these s**ers clown me When they found me, they call me troublesome Troublesome, word up Uptown, they got a Troublesome In Crooklyn, they got a Troublesome In the Bronx, they got a Troublesome In Uptown, they got a Troublesome South South Bronx, they got a Troublesome The jungle, they got a Troublesome Washington D.C. troublesome Baltimore (troublesome) Miami Troublesome, Seattle All over this motherf**in' country (troublesome) In every single ghetto (troublesome) As long as there ain't money there's gonna be troublesome Troublesome, word up Troublesome Troublesome, troublesome Troublesome My n***a named Troublesome