Troublesome 96’
“Murder, murder, my mind state” / Shit ain’t changed / Since my last rhyme / The crime rate ain’t declined / Niggas bustin’ shots like they lost they mind / Like 25 to life never crossed they mind / Tell me young nigga never learned a thing / Dead at thirteen ‘cause he yearned to bang
Troublesome, nigga
Hahaha
Troublesome 19-motherfuckin’-96
(Westside!)
Let it be known, nigga!
Boss of all bosses
Makaveli
Menacin’ methods
Label me a lethal weapon
Makin’ niggas die
Witnessin’ breathless imperfections
Can you picture my specific plan?
To be the man in this wicked land
Underhanded hits are planned
These scams are plotted over grams and rocks
Outlaw motherfuckers die by the random shots
We all die in the end
So revenge we swore
I was all about my ends
Fuck friends and foes!
Me
A born leader
Never leave the block without my heater
Got me a dog and named her “my bitch nigga eater”
What could they do to me, you lil’ brat?
Shit, them niggas that shot me
Is still terrified; I’ll get they ass
How can I show you how I feel inside?
We Outlawz
Motherfuckers can’t kill my pride
Niggas talk a lot of shit
But that’s after I’m gone
‘Cause they fear me in the physical form
Let it be known I’m troublesome
[Hook]
La la la la, la, la
La, la-la la, lahhh
Bye bye, bye bye
All you niggas die
[2Pac] (over Hook)
Troublesome nigga, Outlawz
Put it down to the fullest
Spittin’ rhymes and bullets, ha ha
We troublesome
Y’all know what time it is
Call the punk police, they can’t stop us
Niggas run the streets, we troubleshit
Gutter ways
My mentality is ghetto
We guerrilla in this criminal war
We all rebels
Death before dishonor
Bet I bomb on ’em first
Niggas knew we came for murder
Pullin’ up in a hearse
Westside was the war cry
Bustin’ off freely screamin’
“Fuck all y’all niggas!” in Swahili
Pistol packin’, fresh out of 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 sole survivor
Learned to get high and pull drive-bys
Murder my foes, can’t control my nine
Hearin’ thoughts of my enemies
Pleadin’, “please”
Busta-ass motherfuckers tried to flee
Picture me lettin’ this chump survive
Ran up on his ass
When I dumped he died
‘Cause I’m troublesome
[Hook]
La la la la, la, la
La, la-la la, lahhh
Bye bye, bye bye
All you niggas die
[2Pac] (over Hook)
Young, strapped
And I don’t give a fuck
I’m hopeless
I live the Thug Life
Losin’ my focus, ba-baby
I’m troublesome
Bad Boy killa
There is no one realer
What you saw
Was the rough, rugged and raw
Outlawz!
“Murder, murder, my mind state”
Shit ain’t changed
Since my last rhyme
The crime rate ain’t declined
Niggas bustin’ shots
Like they lost they mind
Like 25 to life
Never crossed they mind
Tell me young nigga
Never learned a thing
Dead at thirteen
‘Cause he yearned to bang
Sent a lot of flowers
But how could I cry?
Tried to warn the little nigga
“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 nothin’ worse
Than this cursed-ass hopeless life
I’m troublesome
[Hook]
La la la la, la, la
La, la-la la, lahhh
Bye bye, bye bye
All you niggas die
[2Pac] (over Hook)
In your wildest dreams
You couldn’t picture a nigga like me
Hahahaha
I’m troublesome
I don’t give a fuck
I’m troublesome
Like my nigga Napoleon said, nigga
“Somebody gotta explain why I ain’t got shit”
Ha ha, I’m troublesome
You know what time it is
The Outlaw clique
Young, rugged and sick
Makaveli the Don, the boss of all bosses
Mussolini
E.D.I. Amin
Hussein Fatal
Kadafi
Kastro
Napoleon
Po-Nitty
Haha
We ain’t fuckin’ around
Haha
We troublesome
Ayo
Ha ha
We troublesome
I ain’t goin’
Ha hah
Young Kastro
The first to blast, the last one to dash
Goin’ for the hoes and the cash
Fuck you niggas!
Outlawz!
Ha hah!
Khadafi
Trump tight, never sloppy
Them motherfuckers try to copy
But they can’t mock you, nigga
You’re too strong
Outlawz keep it goin’ on
You know whassup
Outlawz, Outlawz, all you niggas die
Outlawz, Outlawz
This is dedicated to the real niggas
All the real troublesome soldiers on the streets
(Bye bye, bye bye, all you niggas die)