Tupac Fake ass bitches Lyrics

*little kid* Tell me about these fake a__ b____es

[2Pac]
Look here little n____
Most of these n____z be b____es too
but you'll never hear that side of the story
So uhh, we finna do this s___ like this

It's like I tell my n____z, keep your eyes on these b____es
They love to G a n____ young dumb and gettin riches
What the f___ you think a trick is n____
n____ done stick and wet his d___
and then get tricked out all his riches by a -- b____!
I'm here to school you to the rules of the game, it'll cost ya
Think you alla that just cause she let a n____ toss her
It's like a m_________in priveledge
So don't give up your conversation, give that b____ your 7 digits
When she call ya, ask that little tramp whassup
And if she hesitates n____ hang up, worrrd up
And let that b____ meditate to the dial tone
And call me when you're ready to bone, and it's on
A m_________ing mack tonight
Stay that stay strapped cause my raps is tight
You f___in punks, I hate you snitches
Went against the grain and the game to be fake a__ b____es

(God, d___! You can't just hit them n____z with that game
and expect them to accept it; girl your heard me it gets skanless.
But we gonna kick this s___ like this here)

Chorus: 2Pac

I can't stand fake a__ b____es
Lyin a__ n____z and you punk a__ snitches
(repeat 2X)

Time to show these bustas who's boss
Run up on a real m_________er and get tossed
The game is deep, and thicker than a m_________in jimmy
Broke hoes runnin round yellin Gimme!
I can't stand it, hoes talkin bout they got a man
s___ all I wanted her to do is suck my d___
So how about hittin a m_________er on my pager
Busy now b____ but you can give me the p____ later
Fly how I fade her, played her like a game of Sega
f___in with the player that made her, huh
And I ain't sleepin caught you creepin for my money
Got the d___ and now you get the pistol honey (b____)
So get the bozack, knockin hoes back, keep my dough stacked
So where the m_________in hoes at?
Punk n____z can't fade the mack, livin fat
Gettin paid to rap, it's like that, you m_________in b____es

Yeah, yeah that's my motto
She educated a whole bunch of you old raggedy-a__ n____z
So y'all take that s___ back to y'all camp and uhh
you sleep on that there, it's like

Chorus 2X

Oh you too n____, don't think we ain't talkin bout your punk a__
You old fake a__ n____
Standin there wearin all them Pendletons and khakis and all that
You soft as a m_________in grape
Ain't this a m_________in b____
I can see right through your flower a__
Some of these n____z is b____es too, man I tell ya
It's gonna be harder and harder to be a Thug in ninety-fo'
but we gonna do this s___
Y'all take this s___ and you play this s___ for every single
fake a__ b____ out there
And there's plenty of em
You probably got one sittin next to you right now
Bobbin his fake a__ head to this, dope a__ s___ that he listenin to
Fake a__ m_________in b____, die in ninety-four

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