Yaki Kadafi - Tattoo Tearz (OG) lyrics

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Yaki Kadafi - Tattoo Tearz (OG) lyrics

[Intro: 2Pac] Live back at 'cha Westside baaaaby Aight f** it, we gone flip some new sh** now You heard "All Eyez on Me," n***as know what time it is (baby Outlaw) Pac do it like that (wa**up n***a get ya cash on) Rhymin' and stealin', sellin' five million (Kadafi, Napoleon, E.D.I, Young Noble, Fatal Hussein) Fresh out on bail, n***as still can't see me That's how it is Now we got a new motherf**in plan, and a new mission (Makaveli the Don, Greg Nice, cocoa Brovaz, Buckshot the BDI) Competition, so they say, these n***as is gay (yeah n***a, bring it) Blast me? It could never happen At least not while I'm walkin' and rappin' Heard of some n***as on the other side of town who wanna ride wit me (Throw ya hands up, hands up) They can't hide, listen to the rough sh**, my click (Throw ya motherf**in' hands up) [Hook] I said many times busters still can't see Y'all n***as can't f** with me I been, handlin' stress in this sh** for years Blazed out sheddin' tattooed tears; now keep it hide I Said many times busters still can't see Y'all n***as can't f** with me I been, handlin' stress in this sh** for years Blazed out sheddin' tattooed tears [Verse 1: 2Pac] Now, Rock-a-bye baby, I'm thugged out and so crazy Don't want to hurt a soul n***a, so don't make me I got a dream to see my whole team in Lexus Coupes My enemies dead and buried, now the stress is through But that's a dream, though it seems like reality; there'll Never be peace long as there's fiends on these Cali streets Even on the other side brothers die, but ride n***as get high off a slow form of suicide Hide the closest thoughts, the war is fought as casualties I live my life to f**in mo', exposin' tragically How can we find some peace and n***as still ain't get a piece I know I'm probably hellbound, but we got to eat I'm seeing Satan infiltratin', my military mind Make me hustle all the time, grind for cash makin' Forgive my adversaries they don't understand what we go through To become a man, we sheddin' tattooed tears [Hook] Said many times busters still can't see Y'all n***as can't f** with me I been, handlin' stress in this sh** for years Blazed out sheddin' tattooed tears (feel me) I Said many times busters still can't see Y'all n***as can't f** with me I been, handlin' stress in this sh** for years Blazed out sheddin' tattooed tears [2Pac] Thugged out baby! Yeah blazed out shedding tattooed tears (I been, handlin' stress in this sh** for years Blazed out sheddin' tattooed tears) This for my n***a Young Noble [Verse 2: Young Noble] Criman*l ways is payin', I'm gettin' payed wit' Lincolns n***as turn into a b**h gettin' hit from a gauge is what I'm thinkin' Hittin' ya back, you ain't kickin' the facts Fake a** jacks, you and ya b**h team tied up in the back I'm holdin' down fo ya, catch a plan it's my orders The game was tought, then I found my name in the source Little n***a, jumpin' GZA, I'm gonna pack the pistol And slang the white colored crystal The papers stack up, young n***as back up Give me the beat and ill tare the track up Just in case you wanna act up [Verse 3: Napoleon] n***a it's like this I been thuggin just for the cause of it Out to get all of it, but I'll never loose my balls and sh** And it's all for the pressure That'll make me co*k my sh** up off the dresser Made n***a mafia of course my n***as gonna test ya Answers to the questions, bullets to my Smith N' Wesson Still stucked up in a f** session, Jersey where the n***as flexin' Po-po's guessin' if the stolen car gonna do a drive-by Wet em up from his shoulders, leave him bye-bye Now mama cry-cry (cry-cry), but it ain't my time to either die-die (die-die) So ask me why-why, but I feel that God owe me my life (my life, my life in the sunshine) For the things he did, but I turn my pleasure into sin Blazed out sheddin tattooed tears [Hook] I said many times busters still can't see Y'all n***as can't f** with me I been, handlin' stress in this sh** for years Blazed out sheddin' tattooed tears I Said many times busters still can't see Y'all n***as can't f** with me I been, handlin' stress in this sh** for years Blazed out sheddin' tattooed tears [Verse 4: Kadafi] sh**.. ain't no unity in my community it's do or die Seein' my opportunities through these bars of hell while gettin' high As life replays like time; underhanded schemes To get that cream and thangs while livin this life of crime My enemies want me squeezed They get dumped like 3's, with 57 ways to hit they knees Please beware we thugs revolution size Criminals dare be last mental me institutionalize Locked down, got many shell shocked, now Holdin' down fort like I'm stuck in court cell block style [Verse 5: Kastro] Yo I been loosin' sleep, stayin' awake way past late With no hesitation K ll lace em now how the game chasin' Hold for the good to me let me see who the authorities This shorty had to be the thug n***a, unsupported, never shorted Winner, pleasurable sinner plus a rebel and, thuggin' and lovin' it enough to be huggin it like my next to kin Bust it like a gang of Mexican They want rush them on a solo Watch me flexin' on em stolen guns, bustin' You should f** the world before you f** wit me Young n***a sheddin' TEC tears through these next years Homie sat me down and think I'm addict now For holding it down all around on these immortal grounds [Hook] I said many times busters still can't see Y'all n***as can't f** with me I been, handlin' stress in this sh** for years Blazed out sheddin' tattooed tears And I said many times busters still can't see Y'all n***as can't f** with me hahha I been, handlin' stress in this sh** for years Blazed out sheddin' tattooed tears I said many times busters still can't see Y'all n***as can't f** with me I been, handlin' stress in this sh** for years Blazed out sheddin' tattooed tears I said many times busters still can't see Y'all n***as can't f** with me I been, handlin' stress in this sh** for years Blazed out sheddin' tattooed tears [Outro: 2Pac] Outlawz, westside, when we riiide! (westside when we ride) Follow me, these muthaf**in' cops ain't smart enough to deal with that baby We outlawz, Kurupt drop the heat we drop the sheeit We got n***as fiends you know what I mean Westsiiide bad boy k**a mobb deep k**a

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