2Pac – Secretz of War (feat. Outlawz) Lyrics

2Pac – Secretz of War (feat. Outlawz) Lyrics
Secretz of War
2Pac (feat. Outlawz)
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    "Secretz of War." - 2Pac (feat. Outlawz)

    Album: Resurrection (Music from and Inspired by the Motion Picture)
    Track No: 05
    You either ride with us or collide with us
    It's as simple as that for me and my ****
    You either ride with us or collide with us
    It's as simple as that for me and my ****
    War time, war time, it's either yours or mine
    Outlawz be on the grind, their mission to shine on 'em, ride on 'em
    Leave them stuck, fuck from the gate, set it straight
    Regulate with a bomb about to detonate
    Hesitate, ah no, you know what
    Y'all **** would hit the door if you knew what was good for ya
    Bunch of toy soldiers all dressed in fatigues (Look at these clowns)
    But I'm Idi Amin on a mission to make 'em bleed
    **** what, what? **** who, who?
    It was cool and at you, what they fuck is you gon' do
    Barbecue and boohoo
    Ride or die, get money all at the same time
    Split the pot with the homie, ball at the same time
    Any **** slip and fall at the same time
    We all links in the chain, tryna gain in due time
    We'll all see the sunshine
    But till we do y'all we'll bring this motherfuckers war
    You either ride with us or collide with us
    It's as simple as that for me and my ****
    As I approach the scene from smokin' green, got my eyes closed
    **** so cold on my flows I make 'em die frozen
    Watch me make them bleed, makin' Gs, Lord, help me with it
    Got my paintin' pictures of a meal ticket, help me get it
    See me and pray for options, but the pressure's non-stop
    **** get the pistol poppin' and watch his body drop
    I'm a lethal threat, watch me hit your set
    Flash on, blast on them bitch made **** with my mask on
    Do it for profit plus I'm lookin' for punks to bust on
    If you ain't screamin' Westside, you can get the fuck on
    I'm seein' demons, hittin' weed got me hearin' screams
    Scared to go to sleep, watch the scene like a dope fiend
    Probably be punished for it, although you can't ignore it
    I live the life of thug **** and die for it
    **** pass the clip and watch me bring 'em to the floor
    I got some shit that they ain't ready for (What'chu got?)
    I got the secretz of war
    You either ride with us or collide with us
    See, it's as simple as that for me and my ****
    You either ride with us or collide with us
    Look, it's as simple as that for me and my ****
    We go to war
    We do this thug life shit like four, five, six, dick 'em
    There were no rounds left up in the pound when it sound
    (Here we go)
    Squeeze the lead off, I blow his motherfuckin' head off
    Signal all the other Outlawz to get this shit set off
    ??? Gaddafi, it ain't a cop here to stop me
    These streets is black hockey, your mom, we get sloppy
    Put a Pamper on your silly ass, pre style grammar
    Locked in the slammer while I'm late, cocked back like a hammer
    Y'all newly weds don't want honeymoonin' and time's 'bout up
    That means I leave no trace found with you face-down stuck
    You're biggest cannons couldn't even come close to touch or even hittin'
    Doin' my dirt, puttin' in work on your block
    ****, you either ride with us or collide with us
    See, it's as simple as that for me and my ****
    You either ride with us or collide with us
    Look, it's as simple as that for me and my ****
    We got to war
    We check the murder rate percentage, **** is finished
    Gettin' blood checks from clinics, this thug shit is in us
    Flowin' through my system, you a victim
    Blunts I twist 'em, fuck the whole world, it's us again them
    You got some heat pull it out
    Cock the hammer if you with it, it don't make no difference here
    With the twenty five to life sentence, we already doin' life on the street
    Like ouch these **** be heated when they walkin' the beat
    This shit is flakey makin' fact checkin' **** hate me
    Scared to face me, no one but the Outlawz plays me
    Put me up on game, put me up on the hustle
    Once I flex my money muscle all the Gs got double
    Movin' shit like a dolly, beatin' **** like Rodney
    Turn a killer like Gaddafi, it's the new street Assad
    You either ride with us or collide with us
    See, it's as simple as that for me and my ****
    You either ride with us or collide with us
    Look, it's as simple as that for me and my ****
    You either ride with us or collide with us
    Now it's a simple as that for me and my ****
    You either ride with us or collide with us
    Look, it's as simple as that for me and my ****
    We got to war
    Now all you little young-ass soldiers
    You play this shit back about fifty times
    You have enough game to roll to the club or something
    Get you a bitch, get you something, you know what I mean
    Secretz of motherfuckin' war

    Writer(s): Unknown.

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