Lirik Lagu My Closest Roaddogz - 2Pac
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Me and my closest road dogzTo my dog named Musolini, Big Syke, Thug Life babyThe return of the mashers, you know how we do itHahaha!
[2Pac]Shit half the times we flaunt cause troubleMy closest road dog it was cool cause I love youFuck what they talkin boutLet me take you back in time, rewind to eighty-nineIntroduced me to this life of crime, but we was blindLittle nappy-haired juveniles, livin wildNo smiles on our faces, thirteen catchin casesIndeed, it was miseryDriven by my own demons, cause they was killin meHow can I be sure I'll be saved soon?Catch me dip into the light, of a stray moonIt's gettin deeper now, let me get yo' mind rightFuck yo' enemies, nigga grip yo' nine tight, tonight's the nightMurder murder Mr. LuciferPictures of the devil DUCK when he shoot at cha, it's all politicalRunnin from the future, escapin in the fogLive yo' life like a hog nigga, me and my closest road dogz
[Chorus: sung]Every ghetto street got a crosswalkLet me get to the other side with my road dogzAll roam in the scary place called homeTake a second victim and if they all gone, my closest road dogzEvery ghetto street got a stop signCan I trust in you my road dogz on mine?Even when I'm goin through hard timesI still got my closest road dogz lookin out for all mine
[2Pac]Haha.. bring artillery and ROLL with a niggaThey could never take the soul of a M.O.B. soldier niggaCowards get rolled up, mob on 'em MakaveliBoy youse a boss player, that's what all the bitches tell meEven if I died nowI live my life eternally and never lie down, why cry now?Fooled a few but never 'came a gamer, ain't tryin to hear itEvil spirits hide at total strangers, yo' life's in dangerPrepare nigga be aware, cause we ain't scaredM.O.B., 'til I die, when we ride niggaz disappearFill 'em up with pistol smokeNever forget to blow a hole in his headfor leakin information to the fedsThe burnin bed was the tellin signTwo hired guns bustin everyone, yellin everybody dieWhy the fuck they fuck around, we left 'em in the fogbleedin like a stuck hog, me and my closest road dogz
[Chorus]
[2Pac]Fuck they feelings, that's what they get for squealinThat's the pressures of a gangsta, dangerous this drug dealinSee me in physical form, my niggaz swarmTake the figure of a circle beatin jealous niggaz 'til they purpleSimon Says take they heads homiesand send them phony motherfuckers to dwell with all they dead homiesFishin for fake niggaz, observe and shake niggazThe only way to see six figures, is break niggazMe and Musolini set to ride we highBig Bogart got the alibi if homicide ask us wayLabelled a Capo in the mob as big as the globeTo live and die as a millionaire, on ..Set to explode, my M.O., is kill them hoesMy pistol's like a disease, my enemies and foesGet murdered and disposed of, we in the fogMakaveli the Don, and my closest road dogz
[Chorus] - 2X
[2Pac]Shit half the times we flaunt cause troubleMy closest road dog it was cool cause I love youFuck what they talkin boutLet me take you back in time, rewind to eighty-nineIntroduced me to this life of crime, but we was blindLittle nappy-haired juveniles, livin wildNo smiles on our faces, thirteen catchin casesIndeed, it was miseryDriven by my own demons, cause they was killin meHow can I be sure I'll be saved soon?Catch me dip into the light, of a stray moonIt's gettin deeper now, let me get yo' mind rightFuck yo' enemies, nigga grip yo' nine tight, tonight's the nightMurder murder Mr. LuciferPictures of the devil DUCK when he shoot at cha, it's all politicalRunnin from the future, escapin in the fogLive yo' life like a hog nigga, me and my closest road dogz
[Chorus: sung]Every ghetto street got a crosswalkLet me get to the other side with my road dogzAll roam in the scary place called homeTake a second victim and if they all gone, my closest road dogzEvery ghetto street got a stop signCan I trust in you my road dogz on mine?Even when I'm goin through hard timesI still got my closest road dogz lookin out for all mine
[2Pac]Haha.. bring artillery and ROLL with a niggaThey could never take the soul of a M.O.B. soldier niggaCowards get rolled up, mob on 'em MakaveliBoy youse a boss player, that's what all the bitches tell meEven if I died nowI live my life eternally and never lie down, why cry now?Fooled a few but never 'came a gamer, ain't tryin to hear itEvil spirits hide at total strangers, yo' life's in dangerPrepare nigga be aware, cause we ain't scaredM.O.B., 'til I die, when we ride niggaz disappearFill 'em up with pistol smokeNever forget to blow a hole in his headfor leakin information to the fedsThe burnin bed was the tellin signTwo hired guns bustin everyone, yellin everybody dieWhy the fuck they fuck around, we left 'em in the fogbleedin like a stuck hog, me and my closest road dogz
[Chorus]
[2Pac]Fuck they feelings, that's what they get for squealinThat's the pressures of a gangsta, dangerous this drug dealinSee me in physical form, my niggaz swarmTake the figure of a circle beatin jealous niggaz 'til they purpleSimon Says take they heads homiesand send them phony motherfuckers to dwell with all they dead homiesFishin for fake niggaz, observe and shake niggazThe only way to see six figures, is break niggazMe and Musolini set to ride we highBig Bogart got the alibi if homicide ask us wayLabelled a Capo in the mob as big as the globeTo live and die as a millionaire, on ..Set to explode, my M.O., is kill them hoesMy pistol's like a disease, my enemies and foesGet murdered and disposed of, we in the fogMakaveli the Don, and my closest road dogz
[Chorus] - 2X
