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letra de kill me (sabimixx) - 2pac

i pack a pistol in my pocket, ready
if you k!ll me
young motherf-cker pull the trigger
if you k!ll me
you got a pistol motherf-cker better k!ll me
you can never take the life of a real g

i’m up before sunrise first to hit the block
lil’ bad motherf-cker with a pocket full of rocks
learned to throw them thangs, get my skinny lil’ -ss kicked
n-gg-s laughed, ’til the first motherf-cker got blas-ted
i put the n-gg- in his casket
and now they covering the b-st-rd in plastic
i smoke blunts on the regular f-ck when it counts
tryin to make a million dollars out a quarter ounce
gettin ghost on the five-oh, f-ck them hoes
got a forty-five screamin out surviv-al
hey n-gg- can i lay low, cook some ya-yo
and holla five-oj when i say so
don’t wanna go to the pen, i’m hittin’ fences
narc’s on a n-gg- back missin’ me by inches
and they say how do you survive, weighin’ one-fifty-five
in the city where the little n-gg-s die

i pack a pistol in my pocket, ready
if you k!ll me
young motherf-cker pull the trigger
if you k!ll me
you got a pistol motherf-cker better k!ll me
you can never take the life of a real g

still on parole and i’m the first n-gg- servin
pour some liquor on the curb, for my homies that deserve it
if i wanna make a million, gotta stay dealin’
kinda boomin round the way, think today i make a k!llin’
dressin down like i’m dirty, but only on the block
just a clever disguise, to keep me runnin’ from the cops
gettin’ high i think i’ll die if i don’t get no ends
i’m in a bucket but i’m ridin’ it like it’s a benz
i hit the strip i let my music buck
drinkin’ liquor and i’m lookin for a b-tch to f-ck
rather die makin money, than live poor and legal
as i slang another ounce, i wish it was a kilo
i need money in a major way
time to f-ck my girl, she gettin’ paid today, ha hah ha
i live thug life and let the money come to me
cause they can never take the game from a young g

i pack a pistol in my pocket, ready on my glock
ain’t no time for a n-gg- to even c-ck sh-t
i done seen a motherf-cker peep pain
at point blank range cause he slept on the game
ain’t a d-mn thing changed, they shakin’ the dice
now roll em if you can’t stand pain better hold em
cause ain’t no tellin’ what ya might roll
you might fold catch aids from a slight cold
you better live ya life to the fullest
be quick to k!ll a bull got a pistol motherf-cker better pull it
and even if they k!ll me
they can never take the life of a young g

i pack a pistol in my pocket, ready
if you k!ll me
young motherf-cker pull the trigger
if you k!ll me
you got a pistol motherf-cker better k!ll me
you can never take the life of a real g

– how many must die, before you are satisfied? –

- 2pac

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