A Troublesome '96 című szám szövege

Troublesome niggaTroublesome 19-muthafuckin-96 (westside)Let it be known niggaBoss of all bosses, MakaveliMenacin' methods label me a lethal weaponMaking niggas die witnessin' breathless imperfectionsCan you picture my specific planTo be the man in this wicked land,underhanded hits are plannedScams are plotted over grams and rocksOutlaws motherfuckers die by the random shotsWe all die in the end, so the feds we sworeI was all about my ends, fuck friends and foesMe, a born leader, never leave the block without my my heataGot me a dog and named her my bitch nigga eataWhat could they do to me that little bratShit them niggas shot me and still terrified, I'll get their assHow can I show you how I feel insideWe outlawz motherfuckas can't kill my prideNiggas talk a lot of shit but that's after im goneCause they fear me in physical form let it be knownI'm troublesome[Chorus]Tra la la la la la all ya niggas dieTrouble shitGutter ways my mentality is ghettoWe're guerillas in this criminal war, we all rebelsDeath before dishonor bet on bomb on them first niggas doWe came for murder, pullin' up in a herseWestside was the war cry bustin' all freely screaming fuckAll ya'll niggas in SwahiliPistol packin' fresh out of jail, I ain't goin' backRelease me to care of my heartless strapSay my name three times like CandymanBet I roll on your ass like an avalanceA soul survivor, learned to get high and pull drive bysBurned my folks, can't control my nineHearin' thoughts of my enemies pleadin' pleaseBusta ass motherfuckas tried to fleePicture me lettin this chump surviveRedin' up on his ass when I'm doped and diedCause I'm troublesome[Chorus]Murder murder my mind states shit ain't change since my last rhymeThe crime rate ain't declineNiggas bustin' shots like they lost their mindLike twenty-five to life never crossed their mindTell me young nigga never learned a thangDead at thirteen cause he yearned to bangSniffed a lot of flowers, but how can I cryTry to warn the little nigga either stop or dieMercy is for the weak when I speak I screamAfraid to sleep in havin' of crazy dreamsVivid pictures of my enemies and family timesGod to forgive me cause it's wrong but I plan to dieNeed to take me in heaven and understand I was a sheepDid the best I could, raised in insanityOr send me to hell cause I ain't beggin' for my lifeAin't nothing worse than this cursed ass hopeless life