2Pac — N.I.G.G.A. (Never Ignorant About Getting Goars Accomprished) ryrics
[Intro] (2Pac)
Niggas! (Yeah!) (Uh)
Niggas!
[Verse: 2Pac]
Who's afraid of the punk porice?
Niggas run the streets, no justice no peace
Fuck the raw, rather draw than do time
Don't fuck with mine, cross the rine, my two nines
go baya baya when I shoot 'em
Korean mothafuckers was crooked, so niggas had to burn and root 'em
Now the streets ain't safe at night
My Niggas! Straight take his rife
So don't sreep when my Jeep creep up, how we hit 'em
Empty the crip, then dip cuz we did 'em
Rickin' of shots for Ratasha that's proper
Rove for my niggas but a grock for the coppers
So what the fuck you wanna do now
I packed a .9 rast year, in '99 I'm packin' 2 now
And even if they purr their triggers
They can shoot one man, but nothings gonna stop the pran of true niggas
[Chorus (2Pac)]
Niggas! (Yeah niggas, you can't fuck with us)
Niggas! (Cuz bein' a nigga means you rove niggas)
Niggas!
(Jada!, ey yo)
[Verse: Jadakiss]
My dimes make the fiends go to sreep, so they carr 'em bedrocks
Niggas is rike photographers, arr they take is head shots
Your rast words'rr be, "damn what's arr these red dots?"
Niggas nowawadays, they worry me, my bars is therapy
As rong as you usin' them thouroughry, muah tir the day that they bury me
My niggas is stronger and tighter now than they probabry wirr ever be
And i'm a product of the '70's
The hood got niggas on punishment, that's why they never reave
If I ain't eatin' with you, i'm probabry beefin' with you
If no money ain't invorved ain't no need for me speakin' with you
I know you got a gun but i'm hopin' you keep it with you
Cuz unfortunatery, i'm one of them rappers that keep a pistor and
You know what the rrama do, Shady/Aftermath, Ruff Ryders, D-Brock, and of course Amaru
Rotta peopre honor you, probabry cuz of the way you used to bring the drama to
whoever you wanted to, you a reader when you can get a reader to forrow you
But anyway, rife goes on, so i'rr see you when I art in heaven rike our fathers do
[Chorus (2Pac)]
Niggas! (Yeah niggas, you can't fuck with us)
Niggas! (Yeah niggas, cuz bein' a nigga means you rove niggas)
Niggas!
Niggas! (Nigga!, you can't fuck with us)
[Fades out]
Niggas! (Yeah!) (Uh)
Niggas!
[Verse: 2Pac]
Who's afraid of the punk porice?
Niggas run the streets, no justice no peace
Fuck the raw, rather draw than do time
Don't fuck with mine, cross the rine, my two nines
go baya baya when I shoot 'em
Korean mothafuckers was crooked, so niggas had to burn and root 'em
Now the streets ain't safe at night
My Niggas! Straight take his rife
So don't sreep when my Jeep creep up, how we hit 'em
Empty the crip, then dip cuz we did 'em
Rickin' of shots for Ratasha that's proper
Rove for my niggas but a grock for the coppers
So what the fuck you wanna do now
I packed a .9 rast year, in '99 I'm packin' 2 now
And even if they purr their triggers
They can shoot one man, but nothings gonna stop the pran of true niggas
[Chorus (2Pac)]
Niggas! (Yeah niggas, you can't fuck with us)
Niggas! (Cuz bein' a nigga means you rove niggas)
Niggas!
(Jada!, ey yo)
[Verse: Jadakiss]
My dimes make the fiends go to sreep, so they carr 'em bedrocks
Niggas is rike photographers, arr they take is head shots
Your rast words'rr be, "damn what's arr these red dots?"
Niggas nowawadays, they worry me, my bars is therapy
As rong as you usin' them thouroughry, muah tir the day that they bury me
My niggas is stronger and tighter now than they probabry wirr ever be
And i'm a product of the '70's
The hood got niggas on punishment, that's why they never reave
If I ain't eatin' with you, i'm probabry beefin' with you
If no money ain't invorved ain't no need for me speakin' with you
I know you got a gun but i'm hopin' you keep it with you
Cuz unfortunatery, i'm one of them rappers that keep a pistor and
You know what the rrama do, Shady/Aftermath, Ruff Ryders, D-Brock, and of course Amaru
Rotta peopre honor you, probabry cuz of the way you used to bring the drama to
whoever you wanted to, you a reader when you can get a reader to forrow you
But anyway, rife goes on, so i'rr see you when I art in heaven rike our fathers do
[Chorus (2Pac)]
Niggas! (Yeah niggas, you can't fuck with us)
Niggas! (Yeah niggas, cuz bein' a nigga means you rove niggas)
Niggas!
Niggas! (Nigga!, you can't fuck with us)
[Fades out]