2pac 2pac - Tradin' War Stories Lyrics

A military mind n____.
A military mind mean money.
A criminal grind n____.
A criminal grind mean hustle.
You know,

We tradin war stories.
We outlaws on the rise.
Jealous n____s I despise.
Look in my eyes.

(Chorus repeats once more)

Now can your mind picture
A thug n____ drinkin hard liquor.
This ghetto life has got me catchin up to god quicker.
Who would figure that all I need was a
Hair trigga Semi-Automatic Mack 11 just to scare n____s.
Pardon my thug poetry,
But suckers is born everyday and fear of man grow on trees.
Criminal ties for centuries.
A legend in my own rhymes,
So n____s whisper when they mention
Makaveli was my ?
My father figure.
Mama sent me to go play with the drug dealers.
Hits fall.
We thug n____s and we came in packs.
Every one of n____s strapped sippin on 'nac(Cognac)
In the back, my AR 15.
Thuggin till I die.
These streets got me cravin for a zine(magazine clip, limosine,?)
Fat as that a__ that honey shakin.

Repeat chorus 2X

I must stay thuggin and s___.
They call it overthuggin and s___.
But I was just a youngen n____ gettin older and lovin this s___.
But what was I doin in this place?
To the fakes without a pistol in the first,
Facin termination in the worst.
But I figured to play the war,
To watch all these playa hatin n____s position,
For I could see em all.
Made it up out of there.
Lucky to be here.
Tell you, but it'll never be a repeat.
People I'm tryin to tell you.

Now picture the scenery.
I'm thugged out smokin greenary.
Considered a BG(baby gangsta) but I'm offering
This game something deeper.
My eyes only see these
That's why I'm definately bugged out.
Learned to know how.
Well to do now.
By 18, turned out.
And why I do thee.
To rob and smoke and ally my foes in the worst place.
Y'all shouldn't of f___ed with us in the first place.
Y'all real OG's(original gangsta) droppin game to the youngsters.
Y'all don't want no fun
Cuz y'all be the next in the long line of ?

Chorus repeats 2X

I starts em off with this gansta raw story tale.
Stackin loot up in the coup that I protect with a Mack 12.
Slap my clip in the chamber.
Fool, your life's in danger.
No one will remain when I come through dumpin insane.
Call me ? Major Payne.
Ya slay and move and gain.
I be the n____ pullin the trigga and
Dumpin the hollow points in your brain.
Mo bigger b____ that RuPaul.
Thug Life ain't a ball.
We bust that a__ up against a wall.
? As for men ?
We bucks em down on the way to the ground.
Ain't nuttin but the hog in me.
This stuff is real, dough(though).
Killin the Po's and keep mobbin, G.
???
? with a sawed off.
Cuz they dirty as drawers, y'all.
And had them b____ n____s hauled off.

Chorus repeats 2X

Mama had me lived and raised on s___ that ain't ok.
Ain't nuttin on this earth will make a n____ like me stay.
I'm reminissin and catchin flashbacks when n____s
Ran up in my house and I was too young to try to blast back.
What happend then, no one would tell me since I was 3.
Heard they got to my peoples.
Now they livin somewhere free.
But f___ that,
You got whats mines and I want that.
Never drop my guard
Been on the squad
Since ways back.
And now I'm sittin,
Holdin in anger because my parents missin.
Thuggin and murderin.
Got some war stories for ya.

Now look at me.
Straight Outlaw Immortal.
Never gave a f___ cuz I was nobody's daughter.
Outlaw from my t__s to my clips.
Don't try to figure cuz the murderous tendencies of my mind
Can be controled, n____.
So who's the bigger?
Who's the quickest killer?
Would ya try to trip with my finger on the 9 milla.
When I got cha, ok nine fourths(?)
Prayin to god as your life goes back and forth.

Chorus repeats through the rest of the song.

(Spoken)
War stories, n____.
Heh, heh. Ya playas, too.
Thug Life. Outlaw Immortals. Mother f___in Tupac AKA Makaveli.
Can you feel me?
Just say never
Say Death Row.
My n____s love that s___.
Dramacydal in this mother f___er.
Heh, heh. Yeah n____. Shout outs to my n____s Fatal and Felony.
See ?, ya bald head nut.
What?
You know what time it is.