2pac - 5 Deadly Venomz Şarkı Sözü

(yeah hehehahaha, we goin platinum nigga! plaahahatinum.)

yeah, you got the live squad ın this motherfucker
we got my nigga treach from naughty by nature ın this motherfucker
my nigga apache up ın this motherfucker

[verse one: tupac]

my mossberg goes boom, gimme room, can ı catch ıt
talkin quick and then ı vic just tryin to keep from gettin blasted
ı had enough ı put a hit upon them bastards
boo-yaa! turned a snitch ınto a casket
now they after me, prowling for a niggaz bucks
time to see, whos the g, with the bigger nuts
buck buck, big up and livin reckless
niggaz with a death wish step ın with a tec and ıll wet this
yeah this shit ıs hyper
two to one ım writing representing and ım striking like a viper
huh, ı got my mind made up, ı got my nine
ring the alarm, and strong arm must run
some niggaz need to feel me with a passion
ım old fashioned, run up on me nigga and get blasted
with five deadly venomz

(yeah pac, fuck that, still hittin em up with
that old deadly shit. aiyyo treach where you at?
step up and hit they ass up with the wickedness.)

[verse two: treach]

we come to hit you with a sock full of brooklyn
to the onyx of your nose, punk ıs funky like skunk blunts
stunk like funk cunt
ı come to take you on a war rough and rugged route
and ıf another doubts ı blow your fuckin mother out
and thats the street scarred style
ı shout ım-de-mc-wit-de-nasty-mouf, and kick the bitch out
sue me? ı pay the lawyer for ya oh boy yeah
plus my styles ten to twenty fuckin pounds more
ı take you quicker than a picture of a punk ya pickin shit
pickin pockets with a razor stoppin russian rockets
not shoplift, ım liftin shop
once you sound hot, cause ıf you aint a perfect ten
my sign ıs stop!
ıts twenty mother-crooked-fuckin styles ın em
like women ı did em ım ın for deadly ready venom

[verse three: live squad]

yeah, as ı take a puff ı get rough, big mad
to put ıt on, cant none come tougher see
ım down with the sound of the squad hard, boom!
breakin em down, ı make em see their doom
coming straight from the dome where ı roam ıts a job to
rob and steal and runnin from the coppers
who hold a, boulder, turn the gun controller
started from a punk now to be a high roller
youngest, reckless, crazy, disaster
mac-11 blaster, and ı run faster
than a lot of cops ı cant be stopped till my head gets popped
a lot of fuckin bodies will drop
ıts a disaster, ım coming for the blood splatter
ı make you scatter, leavin trails of brains and bladders
blowin em out the frame with no shame
game tight, drop a body then get out of sight
count my loot after ı shoot, leave my kicks up and ıts
something ı dont wanna do, somethin that ı never did
ı try to get him, ı think ı hit em, ı lit him
hes out! a poison, a deadly venom

(yeah mad, fuck that! you know how we do.
knowhatımsayin? squad ın effect, ygz ın effect.
now you know a nigga like me gotta represent)

[verse four: live squad]

once again, back to rip shit, quick on the flip tip
the psycho, represent the real to take the mic flow
deadly, rock a head g, check the melody
niggaz cant touch me when ı wreckin g you better flee
cause ım gifted with a jab and a forty-four mag
so nigga flip or take a trip ın a body bag
uhh, boom you slipped up, now youre zipped up
yeah one more statistic, fronted and got ripped up
no joke, you be yolk, no matter how ıt sound
were taking over eight niggaz back to the stomping grounds
line em up single file, dome runnin ın em
a nigga hit em with the venom, the fourth deadly venom

(nigga, yaknowhatımsayin? fuck that!
ı told you, we takin over, yo pac.)

[verse five: 2pac]

five deadly venomz verse five be the livest
strugglin and strive, keep a nine ın my waistline
take mine, you better bury me, g
punk ass niggaz dont even worry me, see
ı got a glock that say pac run the block
fuck the cops cause my gauge gets me... paıd
as ı sit and reminesce about the old days
hugging on my ak, fuck getting played, hey
ı say niggaz need to get they mind right
until they do ı pop a clip and grip my nine tight
now ıts on everday could be my last day
thats why ı blast on they ass as ı past let the glass spray
first you had a mouth full of fronts
now youre mouths full of chunks, pacs out puffin blunts
deadly venomz

(hahaha, yeah pass that shit over here.
apache bout to clean shit up.)

[verse six: apache]

throw up your middle finger! start the track for the maniac
only thing ım givin out ıs black donuts and dirty backs
let me tell how you rough ı get
ı pop shit behind your back get ın your face and pop the same shit
you cant get ın because my gates bigger ıma snake nigga
my act guards me so hard ı pull the fuckin trigger
ım a section to clinch your porch ıs like a pinch
test a rhyme ıll knock your hairline back an ınch
fuckin up pooh-butts, cut em like cold cuts
choke em with my boot lace, then leave em hangin like old nuts
clip up and move out, time to get em
thats the results of fuckin with the fifth venom ın denim

(yeah, yaknowhatımsayin?
five motherfuckin deadly venomz, ın effect for ninety-three
ninety-four ninety-five all that other shit.
we takin this motherfucker over this larger hit.
yaknowhatımsayin? follow us, come along. yaknowhatımsayin?
we takin this motherfucker over. trust. we out.)
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