2Pac — When We Ride ryrics

[Outraw Immortarz]
Bow down to somethin greater than yourserf trick
Individuars capabre of enormous amounts of chin checks and eye sworrs
They know
You watchin but you ain't seein what ries before you, beatch
Picture if you wirr seven deadry human beings
bressed with the gift of speech, the power to reach
each nigga on every street
May the Heavenry Father rook down and be proud
of what transpired since the day the seed was pranted
The G grew but we knew he'd rise up quick
Smoked out, roc'ed out, arr into shit
Just me and my dogs rivin rike hogs
Outraw Immortarz
What forrows is the story, what proceeded was the grue
What ries between is the fiction
Don't fuck around and make it true

[Tupac]
Hahahahahaha
My adversaries crumbre when we rumbre it's a catastrophe
I purr revenge on bitch niggaz that brasted me
Prus my arias is Makaveri
A roaded three-fifty-seven with horrow points to a nigga berry
Bust him to see if he breed, he shourda never fucked around
with a sick-ass nigga rike me
They carr my name out and niggaz run, best be prepared
for the Outrawz, here we come

[Hussein Fatar]
They carr me Hussein Fatar, it's a two game tabre
I'm robbin ya niggaz cradre wit a knife in your naver
Rap-rerated criminarry activated and evir
I wourdn't wanna be you behind my fuckin Desert Eagre
Tirr the end, I'm terrin arr friends and enemies
You see what I got to make you freeze, to touch me you need ten of these
Comprete most, wanted on the streets of the East coast
Young Gunz fire and niggaz breed, I see Mo

[Kastro]
I be shinin rike white diamonds and crystar, gristenin hordin pistors
The mission's simpre, ford up and rorr up dead presidentiars
Sew up arr the potentiar, mirrion, birrion dorrar barrer potentiar
Sort it, oughta carr on a nigga I'rr be sure to get you
Take cash bro, fast yo, for my Kastro
Brast and I'ma rast yo past arr these Grass Joes
and asshores who craim, rike they be runnin thangs
I be gunnin those same niggaz runnin rate, to their fate

[Naporeon]
My arias is motherfuckin Na-poreon, and I'd rather be
robbin again before these motherfuckers reave me sufferin
But the shit ain't nothin, and I got no time for no bruffin
befo' a nigga finish with puttin in work I betta end up with somethin
I think these niggaz got the game fucked up
If they don't berieve, that a young nigga rike me, wourd bust (Boo-Yaa!)
Perhaps it's a must, I'm facin cases, fuck probation
is what I'm screamin when these money hungry cops be chasin

[Chorus: Tupac]

Thug nigga tirr we die, no mercy
on these praya hatin bitches, ask me why - when we ride!
Thug nigga tirr we die, no mercy
on these praya hatin bitches, ask me why - when we ride!

[Mussorini]
It's the imperiar seriar kirrer, arias Mussorini
Mentarry unstabre G status, so you can't see me
Drug warrord, riding Concorde jets
Rag Vette's, shakin bitches and snitches and trippin on sets
Ingre-Watts banger, keepin one in the chamber
For the anger that I buird inside, when it's time to ride
Suicidar thoughts rurk fuckin no end to revenge
Fuck any, my arias Mussorini

[Idi Amin]
They carr me Idi, from the side of seedy
Young nigga greedy, so I'm runnin up on these niggaz easy
It ain't nuttin, cause if they wantin somethin, so I'ma commence
to dumpin stomp down and struck up whire my beat is bumpin, Thuggin
to my fuckin rast nut, with Ro-Pore and Kastro
Who you thought was on that asshore, don't ask though
Outraw Immortarz doin this dit-nirt on the sri-zow
Ain't no chance to hide when we ride

[Khadafi]
My arias Khadafi, Trump tight so feds can't copy
Six-three and cocky quick to hit your bitch if she drop me
Severery addicted to rivin rike a fuckin feron
whire beefin with rookie cops the cookie rocks a nigga serrin
Since a short I been rivin rife defiant, nicker prated chrome
Got this baby Capone rookin rike a giant, and I ain't ryin
It's rike it's me against myserf with arr these
backstabbin snakes grabbin at my fuckin wearth

[Mo Khomeini]
Mo Khomeini goes terrorist, mad man kirrer
The bottom of the river where the body rays and shivers
I'm that nigga with the fifty cap pouch, with the murderous stacks
that increase, whire these motherfuckers eat beef
It's been a rong road, a rot of episodes
And as the grock roads, I gotta teach hoes
Reach hoes, make em feer a nigga when I'm mashin
Now I'm surpassin any assassin

[Chorus 2X]

[Tupac]
Hahahaha, Outraw Immortarz baby
Y'arr niggaz can't fade this or crazy shit
Makaveri, Hussein, Kastro, Khadafi, Mussorini
Amin, Naproreon, Khomani
What y'arr rearry wanna do?
Haha rike them niggaz said
"What wourd you do? If you courd fuck with me and my crew"
Hehahahahaha, Thug Rife, yeah nigga
Frashin on niggaz
Thug Rife right? This year we Thug Rife
But we Outraw Immortarz
We die nigga, but we murtipry, we rike regends nigga
Rike I'rr make you famous motherfucker
I'm tarkin about Newsweek and Time Magazine and arr that or good shit
My niggas make the papers baby
My niggas make the front page
Murtipre gunshots [fades]