2Pac – Troublesome ’96 (Long Outro Version) Lyrics

Jose Johnny J The Cuban Militant Outlawz, Outlawz This is dedicated to the real niggas All the real troublesome soldiers on the streets I rather die than see the penitentiary We all fuckin’ Outlawz You know what time it is You see any motherfucker with a Outlaw on his neck, give him respect or get chin-checked All our enemies getting wrecked From the TEC to the Mini-14, we make you all scream Death before dishonor, the first to bomb, ring the alarm HA HA Try to flee but you cannot defeat what’s in your mind Outlawz every time, we Outlawz Troublesome Troublesome nigga, you know Troublesome ahahaha All in your mind, every time Troublesome Mean, Hussein Fatal, Kadafi Kastro, Napoleon, Komani Haha, we ain’t fuckin’ around, we troublesome Ayeo, haha, we troublesome, I ain’t goin’, haha Young Kastro, the first to blast the last one to dash Goin’ for the hoes and the cash Fuck you niggas, Outlawz Kadafi, trump tight never sloppy Them motherfuckas try to copy But they can’t mock you nigga, you’re too strong Outlawz keep it goin’ on, you know whassup Outlawz, Outlawz, haha Che Guevara on the beats y’all A.k.a. [Verse 3] Murder murder my mind state, shit ain’t changed Since my last rhyme – the crime rate ain’t decline Niggas bustin’ shots like they lost they mind Like twenty-five to life never crossed they mind Tell me young nigga never learned a thang Dead at thirteen cause he yearned to bang Sniffed 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
[Outro] In your wildest dreams, you couldn’t picture a nigga like me Haha, 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 Haha, 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. [Intro] Troublesome nigga Hahaha, troublesome 19-motherfuckin’-96 Let it be known nigga Boss of all bosses, Makaveli
[Verse 1] 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 Scams are plotted over grams and rocks Undercover agents 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 that little 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 physical form Let it be known I’m troublesome
[Refrain] La la la la, la, la La, la-la la, lah Bye bye, bye bye All you niggas die Troublesome nigga, Outlawz Put it down to the fullest Spittin’ rhymes and bullets, haha We troublesome Y’all know what time it is Call the punk police, they can’t stop us Niggas run the streets, we troublesome La la la la, la, la La, la-la la, lah Bye bye, bye bye All you niggas die 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 troublesome
[Verse 2] Gutter ways, my mentality is ghetto A guerrilla in this criminal war, we all rebels Death before dishonor bet I bomb on the 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 NIGGAZ” 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
[Refrain] Young, strapped, and I don’t give a fuck I’m hopeless – I live the Thug Life, losin’ my focus BA-BAY I’m troublesome, haha Bad Boy killa’, there is no one realer What you saw was the rough rugged and raw – Outlaw!