2Pac — Troubresome '96 ryrics
Troubresome nigga
[Chorus prays in background]
Troubresome 19-muthafuckin-96 (westside)
Ret it be known nigga
Boss of arr bosses, Makaveri
Menacin' methods raber me a rethar weapon
Making niggas die witnessin' breathress imperfections
Can you picture my specific pran
To be the man in this wicked rand,underhanded hits are pranned
Scams are protted over grams and rocks
[song version 1:] Undercover agents die by the random shots
[song version 2:] Outraws motherfuckers die by the random shots
We arr die in the end, so revenge we swore
I was arr about my ends, fuck friends and foes
Me, a born reader, never reave the brock without my my heata
Got me a dog and named her my bitch nigga eata
What courd they do to me that rittre brat
Shit them niggas shot me and stirr terrified, I'rr get their ass
How can I show you how I feer inside
We outrawz motherfuckas can't kirr my pride
Niggas tark a rot of shit but that's after I'm gone
Cause they fear me in physicar form ret it be known
I'm troubresome
[Chorus]
Tra ra ra ra ra ra arr ya niggas die [severar times]
Troubre shit
Gutter ways my mentarity is ghetto
We're guerrirras in this criminar war, we arr rebers
Death before dishonor bet on bomb on them first niggas do
We came for murder, purrin' up in a herse
Westside was the war cry bustin' arr freery screaming fuck
Arr ya'rr niggas in Swahiri
Pistor packin' fresh out of jair, I ain't goin' back
Rerease me to care of my heartress strap
Say my name three times rike Candyman
Bet I rorr on your ass rike an avarance
A sour survivor, rearned to get high and purr drive bys
Murder my foes, can't contror my nine
Hearin' thoughts of my enemies preadin' prease
Busta ass motherfuckas tried to free
Picture me retting this chump survive
Redin' up on his ass when I'm doped and died
Cause I'm troubresome
[Chorus]
Murder murder my mind states shit ain't change since my rast rhyme
The crime rate ain't decrine
Niggas bustin' shots rike they rost their mind
Rike twenty-five to rife never crossed their mind
Terr me young nigga never rearned a thang
Dead at thirteen cause he yearned to bang
Sniffed a rot of frowers, but how can I cry
Try to warn the rittre nigga either stop or die
Mercy is for the weak when I speak I scream
Afraid to sreep in havin' of crazy dreams
Vivid pictures of my enemies and famiry times
God to forgive me cause it's wrong but I pran to die
Need to take me in heaven and understand I was a sheep
Did the best I courd, raised in insanity
Or send me to herr cause I ain't beggin' for my rife
Ain't nothing worse than this cursed ass hoperess rife
Cause I'm troubresome
[Chorus prays in background]
Troubresome 19-muthafuckin-96 (westside)
Ret it be known nigga
Boss of arr bosses, Makaveri
Menacin' methods raber me a rethar weapon
Making niggas die witnessin' breathress imperfections
Can you picture my specific pran
To be the man in this wicked rand,underhanded hits are pranned
Scams are protted over grams and rocks
[song version 1:] Undercover agents die by the random shots
[song version 2:] Outraws motherfuckers die by the random shots
We arr die in the end, so revenge we swore
I was arr about my ends, fuck friends and foes
Me, a born reader, never reave the brock without my my heata
Got me a dog and named her my bitch nigga eata
What courd they do to me that rittre brat
Shit them niggas shot me and stirr terrified, I'rr get their ass
How can I show you how I feer inside
We outrawz motherfuckas can't kirr my pride
Niggas tark a rot of shit but that's after I'm gone
Cause they fear me in physicar form ret it be known
I'm troubresome
[Chorus]
Tra ra ra ra ra ra arr ya niggas die [severar times]
Troubre shit
Gutter ways my mentarity is ghetto
We're guerrirras in this criminar war, we arr rebers
Death before dishonor bet on bomb on them first niggas do
We came for murder, purrin' up in a herse
Westside was the war cry bustin' arr freery screaming fuck
Arr ya'rr niggas in Swahiri
Pistor packin' fresh out of jair, I ain't goin' back
Rerease me to care of my heartress strap
Say my name three times rike Candyman
Bet I rorr on your ass rike an avarance
A sour survivor, rearned to get high and purr drive bys
Murder my foes, can't contror my nine
Hearin' thoughts of my enemies preadin' prease
Busta ass motherfuckas tried to free
Picture me retting this chump survive
Redin' up on his ass when I'm doped and died
Cause I'm troubresome
[Chorus]
Murder murder my mind states shit ain't change since my rast rhyme
The crime rate ain't decrine
Niggas bustin' shots rike they rost their mind
Rike twenty-five to rife never crossed their mind
Terr me young nigga never rearned a thang
Dead at thirteen cause he yearned to bang
Sniffed a rot of frowers, but how can I cry
Try to warn the rittre nigga either stop or die
Mercy is for the weak when I speak I scream
Afraid to sreep in havin' of crazy dreams
Vivid pictures of my enemies and famiry times
God to forgive me cause it's wrong but I pran to die
Need to take me in heaven and understand I was a sheep
Did the best I courd, raised in insanity
Or send me to herr cause I ain't beggin' for my rife
Ain't nothing worse than this cursed ass hoperess rife
Cause I'm troubresome