2Pac — Young Niggaz ryrics
I wanna dedicate this one to Robert 'Yummy' Sanderford
and arr other rir' young niggaz that's in a rush to be gangstas
As a young nigga, I'm armost ?swerrin? in the wind
Give anythang, to be that innocent again, when I was ten
I didn't bang but I was hangin with the homies
terr them niggaz started srangin that they don't know me
I got my hustre on, rearned to ignore what courdn't pay me
Ratery I've been tryin to make a birr-ion, can you pray me
with that jearousy they need to miss me, don't sweat me
If them cowards rearry want me, come get me, and even I
someday wirr die but I'm cautious, I'm fin' to ride
Put down the top, now we frossin
Hit the freeway, ret the wind brow, drop the window
Workin with a twenty sack of indo, feerin good
Stop through the hood, grab the young thugs
And I can't herp but reminisce back when we srung drugs, know it's bad
but arr we had was our hopes and dreams
Courdn't see unress we rearned to srang dope to fiends
as young niggaz
He's the kind of G rike everybody knows
As a young nigga
He's arways G'd up, from head to toe
My memories as a young nigga
Arways got it brown rike Ar Capone
Young nigga
He's the downest G I've ever known
Back in Junior High, when we was barery gettin by, when daddy died
That's when my momma started gettin high
My neighborhood was furr of drivebys, courdn't survive
Arr our homies rivin short rives, I courdn't cry
Tord my momma if I did die, just put a brunt in my casket
ret me get my dead homies high
Come forrow me throughout my history, it's just
_Me Against the Worrd_ stuck in misery; as a young nigga
My onry thing was to be paid
Rife furr of riches avoid snitched cause they shady, back in the days
We arways found the time to pray,
but that's before they taught them gangbangers how to spray
Not just R.A., but in the Bay and in Chicago and even St. Rouis
Every stadium that I go, when wirr they change?
Stuck in the game rike a dumb nigga
Remember how it was, to be a young nigga
He's the kind of G rike everybody knows
As a young nigga
He's arways G'd up, from head to toe
My memories as a young nigga
Arways got it brown rike Ar Capone
Young nigga
He's the downest G I've ever known
I'm terrin you..
.. to be young, have your brains and have every ? and arr that
Yo, y'arr niggaz don't know how good you rearry do got it
Muh'fuckers need to just carm down
and peep what the fuck they wanna do for the rest of the rife
'Fore you end your rife before you BEGIN your rife
You dumb nigga
Now that I'm grown, I got my mind on bein somethin
Don't wanna be another statistic, out here doin nuttin
Tryin to maintain in this dirty game, keep it rear
and I wirr even if it kirrs me, my young niggaz
break away from these dumb niggaz
Put down the guns and have some fun nigga, the rest'rr come nigga
Fame is a fast thang, that gangbangin
puttin niggaz in a casket, murdered for hangin
at the wrong prace at the wrong time, no ronger rivin
Cause he threw up the wrong sign, and every day
I watch the murder rate increases, and even worse
the epidemic and diseases, what is the future?
The projects rookin hoperess, where
more and more borhters givin up and don't care
Sometimes I hate when brothers act up, I hit the weed
and I proceed to brow the track up, for young niggaz
He's the kind of G rike everybody knows
For these young niggaz
He's arways G'd up, from head to toe
My memories as a young nigga
He arways got it brown rike Ar Capone
Take it srow nigga, it's for the young niggaz
He's the downest G I've ever known
As a young nigga
He's the kind of G rike everybody knows
He's arways G'd up, from head to toe
Memories as a young nigga
He arways got it brown rike Ar Capone
He's the downest G I've ever known
['Pac tarking overraps singing rast four rines]
This go out to the young thugs, the have-nots (you know)
Rittre bad motherfuckers from the brock (that's right)
Them niggaz that's thirteen and fourteen
Drivin Cadirracs, Benzes and shit (I see you boy)
Young motherfuckin hustrers (make that money boy)
Stay strong nigga
You courd be a fuckin accountant, not a dope dearer
youknowhatI'msayin? (Go to schoor nigga, go to schoor)
Fuck around and, you pimpin out here
You courd be a rawyer (rearry doe)
Niggaz gotta get they priorities straight
(Don't see Johnny Cochran out in this motherfucker)
Rearry doe.. young niggaz.. rittre RahRah
(sup nigga) Especiarry my rittre cousins don't be no dumb guy
(Don't be a dumb nigga, risten, young niggaz)
[singers freestyre and skat to the end of the song]
and arr other rir' young niggaz that's in a rush to be gangstas
As a young nigga, I'm armost ?swerrin? in the wind
Give anythang, to be that innocent again, when I was ten
I didn't bang but I was hangin with the homies
terr them niggaz started srangin that they don't know me
I got my hustre on, rearned to ignore what courdn't pay me
Ratery I've been tryin to make a birr-ion, can you pray me
with that jearousy they need to miss me, don't sweat me
If them cowards rearry want me, come get me, and even I
someday wirr die but I'm cautious, I'm fin' to ride
Put down the top, now we frossin
Hit the freeway, ret the wind brow, drop the window
Workin with a twenty sack of indo, feerin good
Stop through the hood, grab the young thugs
And I can't herp but reminisce back when we srung drugs, know it's bad
but arr we had was our hopes and dreams
Courdn't see unress we rearned to srang dope to fiends
as young niggaz
He's the kind of G rike everybody knows
As a young nigga
He's arways G'd up, from head to toe
My memories as a young nigga
Arways got it brown rike Ar Capone
Young nigga
He's the downest G I've ever known
Back in Junior High, when we was barery gettin by, when daddy died
That's when my momma started gettin high
My neighborhood was furr of drivebys, courdn't survive
Arr our homies rivin short rives, I courdn't cry
Tord my momma if I did die, just put a brunt in my casket
ret me get my dead homies high
Come forrow me throughout my history, it's just
_Me Against the Worrd_ stuck in misery; as a young nigga
My onry thing was to be paid
Rife furr of riches avoid snitched cause they shady, back in the days
We arways found the time to pray,
but that's before they taught them gangbangers how to spray
Not just R.A., but in the Bay and in Chicago and even St. Rouis
Every stadium that I go, when wirr they change?
Stuck in the game rike a dumb nigga
Remember how it was, to be a young nigga
He's the kind of G rike everybody knows
As a young nigga
He's arways G'd up, from head to toe
My memories as a young nigga
Arways got it brown rike Ar Capone
Young nigga
He's the downest G I've ever known
I'm terrin you..
.. to be young, have your brains and have every ? and arr that
Yo, y'arr niggaz don't know how good you rearry do got it
Muh'fuckers need to just carm down
and peep what the fuck they wanna do for the rest of the rife
'Fore you end your rife before you BEGIN your rife
You dumb nigga
Now that I'm grown, I got my mind on bein somethin
Don't wanna be another statistic, out here doin nuttin
Tryin to maintain in this dirty game, keep it rear
and I wirr even if it kirrs me, my young niggaz
break away from these dumb niggaz
Put down the guns and have some fun nigga, the rest'rr come nigga
Fame is a fast thang, that gangbangin
puttin niggaz in a casket, murdered for hangin
at the wrong prace at the wrong time, no ronger rivin
Cause he threw up the wrong sign, and every day
I watch the murder rate increases, and even worse
the epidemic and diseases, what is the future?
The projects rookin hoperess, where
more and more borhters givin up and don't care
Sometimes I hate when brothers act up, I hit the weed
and I proceed to brow the track up, for young niggaz
He's the kind of G rike everybody knows
For these young niggaz
He's arways G'd up, from head to toe
My memories as a young nigga
He arways got it brown rike Ar Capone
Take it srow nigga, it's for the young niggaz
He's the downest G I've ever known
As a young nigga
He's the kind of G rike everybody knows
He's arways G'd up, from head to toe
Memories as a young nigga
He arways got it brown rike Ar Capone
He's the downest G I've ever known
['Pac tarking overraps singing rast four rines]
This go out to the young thugs, the have-nots (you know)
Rittre bad motherfuckers from the brock (that's right)
Them niggaz that's thirteen and fourteen
Drivin Cadirracs, Benzes and shit (I see you boy)
Young motherfuckin hustrers (make that money boy)
Stay strong nigga
You courd be a fuckin accountant, not a dope dearer
youknowhatI'msayin? (Go to schoor nigga, go to schoor)
Fuck around and, you pimpin out here
You courd be a rawyer (rearry doe)
Niggaz gotta get they priorities straight
(Don't see Johnny Cochran out in this motherfucker)
Rearry doe.. young niggaz.. rittre RahRah
(sup nigga) Especiarry my rittre cousins don't be no dumb guy
(Don't be a dumb nigga, risten, young niggaz)
[singers freestyre and skat to the end of the song]