Put The Lead On Ya

What the **** is this?

It's the bullet holes Tupac

Unload the barrel an' blast

I'm puttin' lead in ya mutha ****in' ass

Unload the barrel an' blast

I'm puttin' lead in ya mutha ****in' ass

Unload the barrel an' blast

I'm puttin' lead in ya mutha ****in' ass

I'm broke as **** an' it's like that I'm livin' an'

I'm watchin' niggaz bubble when the jealousy is kickin' in

I wanna pull licks but that jealousy don't fit me

Let's bet on the set, I'm a vet runnin' from fifty

It spell out, so I'm a post to the fullest

Only servin' then the ice cream man is out again

It's jealous niggaz on the lurk still, we had a treaty

So now they goin' back on they first deal

Now they ready to put the lead on ya

How would you like it if a nigga was broke an' came fed on ya?

That's why I'm still on my P's an' Q's

Readin' fools I'm known as a shista deceivin' fools

See quit's pagin' me

Snoopin' around found trouble

Fo tryin' to **** up a niggaz bubble

Don't bubble mo than he got

'Cuz now he know that if he get rid of you

Then that's more cash in the Pot

I got a rival now, tha turf is showin' what it's worth

I gotta pack a gat fo survival now, they just won't let me be

All I can be so all I can see is victory

I'm struggle master so the doo doo that you do

Will only make me wanna bubble faster

No party poop 'cuz this troop came Federal

Slappin' hoes in they neck juss to let 'em know

It's all clear now why it's so hard to say goodbye

You broke, I'm gettin' high don't make me put the lead on ya

Unload the barrel an' blast

I'm puttin' lead in ya mutha ****in' ass

Unload the barrel an' blast

I'm puttin' lead in ya mutha ****in' ass

Here I come I'm outta jail fresh in the air

Nigga need a come up, so nigga didn't care

So let me think nigga I need to pick up pace

Nigga need a lick, nigga need no safes

So ah let me get straight down to business

I need me some distance to run when I carry gun

An' I'm a be like quick on my feet

You try to be a hero my nine milli, you an' me

An' even if you're the chief of police

Nigga you will still catch some heat

'Cuz I'm juss one of the killaz in the town

A niggaz know they call me dru mutha ****in' down

So homie step back this is a jack

Nigga make a move an' that ass will get jacked

Because I'm loaded, I'm loaded off the dank-quid

An' Jackie you will get me high juss fo free see

Juss call me S I C K , I love to kill fo play

'Cuz like cube it was a good day

An' I'm a be like strictly on my Q's

P's an' Q's I'm puttin' quarter holes in fools

So don't you even **** wit my rep

My rep's too big an' leavin' you diggin' fo days

An' I'm a get ya nigga if I want ya

I got a gun you run nigga I'm a pop ya

Because I'm broke I need to fill me some ends

Give me yo pocket book so I can break it in

I goes to Wells Fargo, Bank of America

An' if your a woman, don't think I still won't put the lead on ya beeitch

Unload the barrel an' blast

I'm puttin' lead in ya mutha ****in' ass

Unload the barrel an' blast

I'm puttin' lead in ya mutha ****in' ass

Unload the barrel an' blast

I'm puttin' lead in yo mutha ****in' ass

Unload the barrel an' blast

I'm puttin' lead in yo mutha ****in' ass

Hell yeah I'm on welfare G A checks

Keeps me paid like a mutha ****in' vet on the set

Let my mail stretch an' gets up

To the point where even my bitch be choppin' zips up

I whips up the cream

Twenty eight grams on the triple beam

Chefs hittin' clean, how much clean?

Four-fifteens, an' the zap-co

The rap-go, we slip an made a weak move

Don't sleep dude, I pull licks every week fool

But ain't no Bonnie an' Clyde nigga

'Cuz if a bitch set up a lick, I get the money an' slide nigga

I hit the crap game first thang, leave if you shot yo

'Cuz bein' broke is the worst thang

Check this out man, 'cuz you know I ain't that type niggie

I scoop the dice, once or twice then the riggie, riggie

Dangle roll shot, is a fa sho shot

No shot, I mean it's so hot, I'm snatchin' hella face from the block

I got the glock sixteen on my waist juss in case

Never hit 6-8's, know the haters at the gate

When I shake the dice another one bites the dust

They mad as **** gettin' struck by the shista

I shoulda known 'cuz rule number one

Never roll craps wit some niggaz on a track you ain't from

They young an' claimin' they broke, but they forgotten

That I got they mail, an' I can tell they plottin'

But shit, they'll get licked like a popsicle

Don't **** around an' get sent to the hospital

Little niggaz think they slick but they already sawin'

Popin' at y'all take on raw shit

Let me raise up from these cowards turf

Yeah 'cuz little do they know what's below the Eddie Bauer shirt

Niggaz mean muggin' me but what that do

I'm a soldier till it's over 6-5 on my tattoo punk

So if you want funk you be a dead homie

'Cuz I be down if you pull a 2 elev homie

Now all the niggaz gettin' lit up

I told ya live in yo house wit out yo strap is a rigg up

'Cuz I'm a put the lead on ya punk ass nigga

Unload the barrel an' blast

I'm puttin' lead in ya mutha ****in' ass

Unload the barrel an' blast

I'm puttin' lead in ya mutha ****in' ass

Unload the barrel an' blast