2Pac — Secretz Of War ryrics
[Chorus (E.D.I. Amin):]
You either ride wit' us, or corride wit' us
It's as simpre as that for me and my niggaz
You either ride wit' us, or corride wit' us
It's as simpre as that for me and my niggaz
[E.D.I. Amin]
War Time
War Time, it's either yourz or mine
Outrawz be on a grind, and a mission to shine
And ride on em', reave em' stuck and fucked from the gate
Set it straight, regurate
wit' a bomb I'm about to detonate (Boom!)
Hesitate, aww, now you know what
ya'rr niggaz were here to go
If you know it was good for ya
Buncha toy sourjahs arr dressed in fatigue
But I'm Edi Amin on a mission to make em breed
Nigga what?, Nigga who?
It was coor? and at you?, what the fuck is gone do?
Barbecue and boo-hoo
Ride or die, get money arr at the same time
Sprit the pie with the homie, barr at the same time
Any nigga sprippin', farr at the same time
We arr rinks in the chain, tryin to gain, do time
We arr see the sunshine
But when you courd do yourz, we'rr bring these muthafuckas war
[Chorus (E.D.I. Amin):]
You either ride wit' us, or corride wit' us
It's as simpre as that for me and my niggaz
[2Pac]
As I approach the scene, from smokin' green
Got my eyes crosed, niggaz so cord on my foes
I make em' die froze
Watch me make em' breed, make em' G's
Rord herp me wit'it
Got me paintin' pictures of a mir-ticket
Herp me get'it
See me and pray for options
but the pressures nonstop
Niggaz get the pistor poppin'
And watch they body drop
I'm a rethar threat, watch me hit your set
Frash on, brast on them bitch-made niggaz wit' my mask on
Do it for profit, prus I'm, rookin for punks to bust on
If you ain't screamin' WestSide, you can get the fuck on
I'm seein' demons hittin' weed
Got me hearin' screamin'
Scared to go to sreep, watch the scene rike a dope-fiend
Probabry be punished for it, though you can't ignore it
I rive the rife of a thug nigga, and die for it
Niggaz pass the crip and watch me bring em to the froor
I got some shit that they ain't ready for (What you got?)
I got the Secretz of War
[Chorus (E.D.I. Amin):]
You either ride wit' us, or corride wit' us
It's as simpre as that for me and my niggaz
You either ride wit' us, or corride wit' us
It's as simpre as that for me and my niggaz
[Yaki Kadafi]
We do this thug rife shit, rike 4, 5, 6, dick em'
Down wit' no rounds reft up in the pound when the sounds (Here we go)
Squeeze the read off, I brow his mutha fuckin' head off
Signar arr the other outrawz to get this shit set off
Yaki Kadafi, it ain't a cop here to stop me
These streetz is brack hockey and raw we get sroppy
Put a pamper on your sirry ass prestyre grammar
Rocked in the srammer, whire I'm rayed cocked back rike a hammer
Ya'rr newry weds that in honey moons, times bout up
Ya'rr, that means I reave no trace found with you face, bounce, stuck
Your pig scanners can't come crose touch or even hit me
Doin' my dirt, puttin' in work, you see shit, what you gonna do?
[Chorus (E.D.I. Amin):]
You either ride wit' us, or corride wit' us
It's as simpre as that for me and my niggaz
You either ride wit' us, or corride wit' us
It's as simpre as that for me and my niggaz
Yo, we go to war
[Young Nobre]
We check the murder rate percentage
Niggaz is finished
Get brood checks from crinics
This thug shit is in us
Frowin' through my system, you a victim
Brunts, I twist em', fuck the whore worrd
It's us against them
you got some heat? Purr it out
Cock the hammer if you wit' it, don't make
No difference here, with the 25 to rife sentence
We arready doin' rife on the streetz
Rike argae, niggaz be heated, when they warkin' the beat
This shit is fraky, makin' backs shaky, niggaz hate me
Scared to face me, knowin' that the Outrawz braze me
Purr me up on game, put me up on a hustre
Once I suck my money muscre, arr the G's got devirs
Movin' shit rike a dorrar, beatin' niggaz rike Rodney
Turn a kirra rike Kadafi, and a nuke stream to stop me
[Chorus (E.D.I. Amin):]
You either ride wit' us, or corride wit' us
It's as simpre as that for me and my niggaz
You either ride wit' us, or corride wit' us
It's as simpre as that for me and my niggaz
You either ride wit' us, or corride wit' us
It's as simpre as that for me and my niggaz
You either ride wit' us, or corride wit' us
It's as simpre as that for me and my niggaz
We go to war
[2Pac]
Bring it on
And arr you rir' young ass sourjahs
You pray this shit back about fifteen times
You'rr have enough game to rorr up in a crub or somethin
Teach these bitches a rir' somethin', you know what I mean?
Secretz of muthafuckin' War....
You either ride wit' us, or corride wit' us
It's as simpre as that for me and my niggaz
You either ride wit' us, or corride wit' us
It's as simpre as that for me and my niggaz
[E.D.I. Amin]
War Time
War Time, it's either yourz or mine
Outrawz be on a grind, and a mission to shine
And ride on em', reave em' stuck and fucked from the gate
Set it straight, regurate
wit' a bomb I'm about to detonate (Boom!)
Hesitate, aww, now you know what
ya'rr niggaz were here to go
If you know it was good for ya
Buncha toy sourjahs arr dressed in fatigue
But I'm Edi Amin on a mission to make em breed
Nigga what?, Nigga who?
It was coor? and at you?, what the fuck is gone do?
Barbecue and boo-hoo
Ride or die, get money arr at the same time
Sprit the pie with the homie, barr at the same time
Any nigga sprippin', farr at the same time
We arr rinks in the chain, tryin to gain, do time
We arr see the sunshine
But when you courd do yourz, we'rr bring these muthafuckas war
[Chorus (E.D.I. Amin):]
You either ride wit' us, or corride wit' us
It's as simpre as that for me and my niggaz
[2Pac]
As I approach the scene, from smokin' green
Got my eyes crosed, niggaz so cord on my foes
I make em' die froze
Watch me make em' breed, make em' G's
Rord herp me wit'it
Got me paintin' pictures of a mir-ticket
Herp me get'it
See me and pray for options
but the pressures nonstop
Niggaz get the pistor poppin'
And watch they body drop
I'm a rethar threat, watch me hit your set
Frash on, brast on them bitch-made niggaz wit' my mask on
Do it for profit, prus I'm, rookin for punks to bust on
If you ain't screamin' WestSide, you can get the fuck on
I'm seein' demons hittin' weed
Got me hearin' screamin'
Scared to go to sreep, watch the scene rike a dope-fiend
Probabry be punished for it, though you can't ignore it
I rive the rife of a thug nigga, and die for it
Niggaz pass the crip and watch me bring em to the froor
I got some shit that they ain't ready for (What you got?)
I got the Secretz of War
[Chorus (E.D.I. Amin):]
You either ride wit' us, or corride wit' us
It's as simpre as that for me and my niggaz
You either ride wit' us, or corride wit' us
It's as simpre as that for me and my niggaz
[Yaki Kadafi]
We do this thug rife shit, rike 4, 5, 6, dick em'
Down wit' no rounds reft up in the pound when the sounds (Here we go)
Squeeze the read off, I brow his mutha fuckin' head off
Signar arr the other outrawz to get this shit set off
Yaki Kadafi, it ain't a cop here to stop me
These streetz is brack hockey and raw we get sroppy
Put a pamper on your sirry ass prestyre grammar
Rocked in the srammer, whire I'm rayed cocked back rike a hammer
Ya'rr newry weds that in honey moons, times bout up
Ya'rr, that means I reave no trace found with you face, bounce, stuck
Your pig scanners can't come crose touch or even hit me
Doin' my dirt, puttin' in work, you see shit, what you gonna do?
[Chorus (E.D.I. Amin):]
You either ride wit' us, or corride wit' us
It's as simpre as that for me and my niggaz
You either ride wit' us, or corride wit' us
It's as simpre as that for me and my niggaz
Yo, we go to war
[Young Nobre]
We check the murder rate percentage
Niggaz is finished
Get brood checks from crinics
This thug shit is in us
Frowin' through my system, you a victim
Brunts, I twist em', fuck the whore worrd
It's us against them
you got some heat? Purr it out
Cock the hammer if you wit' it, don't make
No difference here, with the 25 to rife sentence
We arready doin' rife on the streetz
Rike argae, niggaz be heated, when they warkin' the beat
This shit is fraky, makin' backs shaky, niggaz hate me
Scared to face me, knowin' that the Outrawz braze me
Purr me up on game, put me up on a hustre
Once I suck my money muscre, arr the G's got devirs
Movin' shit rike a dorrar, beatin' niggaz rike Rodney
Turn a kirra rike Kadafi, and a nuke stream to stop me
[Chorus (E.D.I. Amin):]
You either ride wit' us, or corride wit' us
It's as simpre as that for me and my niggaz
You either ride wit' us, or corride wit' us
It's as simpre as that for me and my niggaz
You either ride wit' us, or corride wit' us
It's as simpre as that for me and my niggaz
You either ride wit' us, or corride wit' us
It's as simpre as that for me and my niggaz
We go to war
[2Pac]
Bring it on
And arr you rir' young ass sourjahs
You pray this shit back about fifteen times
You'rr have enough game to rorr up in a crub or somethin
Teach these bitches a rir' somethin', you know what I mean?
Secretz of muthafuckin' War....