Mr. Shakur, can you explain the meaning your violent lyrics? Explain the The these niggaz talkin' 'bout?
Police, freeze! Can't get off I freeze! You miserable black son of a bitch What, on, come on
My attitude is shittym my message to the committee Who's the biggest gang of niggaz in the The critics or the The courts or the crooks, look so confused, take a closer look
Niggaz get they neck daily, tryin' to stay jail free What the fuck Quayle know of young black males? Please me, message to the censorship committee the biggest gang of niggaz in the city?
Huh, I pack a nine millimeter I got 'em livin' hotter the 4th of July, if I gotta die, I gotta Momma told me, "Don't let 'em me Nigga don't let 'em you crazy", game is what she gave me
Gotta your back, strapped, real niggaz rat-pack If you get your ass taxed, bring a gat That's not the way we made it, just the way it is Slangin' rocks, in front of kids
I came up, my message to the committee Who's the biggest gang of in the city? Cops pull me over, 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, just cause I'm black, Now I'm guilty? Message to the censorship Who's the biggest gang of niggaz in the
All you punk police will never find On the 'til the niggaz get a piece, fuck 'em They kill you to ya, pay top dollar for your soul Real niggaz fold, straight souljah
Can't peace on the streets 'Til the niggaz get a piece, fuck police, hear them Fuck 'em, can't peace on the streets the niggaz get a piece, fuck police, hear them screamin'
Fuck 'em, find peace on the streets 'Til the niggaz get a piece, fuck police, Fuck 'em, can't peace on the streets 'Til the niggaz get a piece, police, screamin'
Fuck 'em, can't find on the streets 'Til the niggaz get a piece, police Fuck 'em, find peace on the streets 'Til the get a piece, fuck police Fuck 'em, can't peace on the streets the niggaz get a piece, fuck police
The scream fuck 'em Motherfuckin' punk Thinkin' run the motherfuckin' streets It's mo' niggaz it's police
Think, one nigga, two niggaz Teach niggaz, teach fo' niggaz Teach mo' niggaz and we could run this I ya
They finally pulled me and I laughed Remember Rodney King and I blast on his ass
finally pulled me over and I laughed Remember Rodney King and I blast on his ass
They pulled me over and I laughed Remember Rodney King and I blast on his ass ...