Mr. Shakur, can you please the meaning Behind violent lyrics? the meaning? The these niggaz talkin' 'bout?
Police, freeze! Can't get off I said freeze! You black son of a bitch What, come on, on
My attitude is my message to the censorship committee Who's the biggest of niggaz in the city? The critics or the The courts or the crooks, don't look so confused, take a closer
Niggaz get they neck broke daily, tryin' to jail free What the fuck does Quayle know of young males? Please tell me, message to the censorship Who's the gang of niggaz in the city?
Huh, I pack a nine millimeter 'cause I got 'em hotter Than the 4th of July, if I die, I gotta told me, "Don't let 'em fade me Nigga don't let 'em make you crazy", is what she gave me
watch your back, strapped, real niggaz rat-pack If you get your ass taxed, a gat back That's not the way we it, that's just the way it is Slangin' rocks, in of niggaz kids
I came up, my message to the committee Who's the biggest of niggaz in the city? Cops me over, check my plates, but I'm legal You get me, figure, "Fuck with a niggaz people"
They got me trapped, gat the motherfuckin' hammer back Cops on my back, cause I'm black, snap Now I'm guilty? Message to the censorship Who's the biggest gang of niggaz in the
All you punk police will find peace On the 'til the niggaz get a piece, fuck 'em They kill you to control ya, pay top dollar for your niggaz don't fold, straight souljah
Can't peace on the streets the niggaz get a piece, fuck police, hear them screamin' Fuck 'em, can't find on the streets the niggaz get a piece, fuck police, hear them screamin'
Fuck 'em, can't find on the streets 'Til the niggaz get a piece, fuck police, Fuck 'em, can't find peace on the the niggaz get a piece, fuck police, screamin'
Fuck 'em, can't peace on the streets 'Til the niggaz get a piece, police 'em, can't find peace on the streets 'Til the get a piece, fuck police Fuck 'em, can't find on the streets 'Til the get a piece, fuck police
The niggaz fuck 'em Motherfuckin' police they run the motherfuckin' streets It's mo' niggaz than it's
Think, one nigga, teach two Teach three niggaz, fo' niggaz Teach mo' niggaz and we could run shit I ya
They pulled me over and I laughed Remember Rodney King and I blast on his ass
They finally pulled me and I laughed Rodney King and I blast on his punk ass
They finally me over and I laughed Remember Rodney King and I on his punk ass ...