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2PAC & BOOT CAMP CLIK lyrics : "Thug Pound"

[Intro: Tupac]
Live in this mother$#&@er, Thug Pound (*##$
Kurupt, Daz, Makaveli, EDI, Kastro, Hussein, you know (*##$

The whole mother$#&@ing clique, we gon' hit your $$# up
Cause you know where we're coming from; Death Row !#$* ha ha ha
Aiyyo Kurupt, you're first to blast ^!$$%

And you know how we do it on the West Side ^!$$%
Riding, riding on, what we do?
We're balling, ha ha for real, for real

[Verse One: Kurupt]
For real, I got it bought you the blue steel
Cowards hit the panic button, thinking that it was what it wadn't

%#@! is hectic, the bomb Vietnam rhyme Don with the semi-
Auto fracture your torso to your spine
The back cracker smack you with my verbals and graphic grammar

My verbal murder stretches from Alaska to Alabama
HUH! get touched by my Armored Hammer all across the planet
^!$$%z crumble like granite from Tahiti to the Mid Atlantic

Probable cause to get hit, %#@!!
^!$$%z best get physically and mentally fit
Sure your !@^% I ignore, for real and I can tell on the D.L.

I got an Indecent Proposal for her ((*##$)
Mashing in a Ford Explorer, hell hound host the horror
And escape from the Box Pandora with something for you

Get rocked by my midnight Glock
Sniper through sound, vocal rival to invade the block
$#&@ing (*##$ paid the price of a snitch, that Nicky Scarfo

Coming through the bus, death spreads through camps like Parvo
Young Gotti, corrupted seed with the dope and the green weed
Indeed, I'm out to get high, supply what you need

Mr. Postman, coming through with all the mail
What you need, I got for sale, on a stairwell to Hell
[Break: Tupac]

Aiy, what you need in pocket, ^!$$%?
[Verse Two: Fatal Hussein]
I wake up sparking, to get wild when the streets darken

And players drinking kegs, til y'all ^!$$%z beg Martin
You labelled Paw nervous just know I do this job dirty
Donna Karan, New York, call it Fatal Dog New Jersey

^!$$%z ain't seen time, I travel courts and dream crime
My room like the million dollar bill folded with green blinds
Chairs is a hundreds for shams, I run that hole in quickies

Dollar bills is Nintendo's, the windows is folded fifties
Y'all old cops lost it, drinking the scotch Barflies
I don't like movies, so I hit up the Box Office

You're the softest, I'm taking your honeys they Telly pieces
Wearing my $#&@ing dick around their neck like Kelly leashes
My boys and me is poison, we don't get along equal

Fight each other like brothers, it's all good we strong people
More strain on the brain, and the pain I deal with
Ill with nasty ^!$$%z, my whole crew on some real %#@!

For real (*##$, the steel clique, I bill with menaces
Your number one nemesis, paragraphical like Genesis
[Break: Tupac]

Stupid mother$#&@ers!
Outlaw Immortal (*##$, Dogg Pound, Thug Life
You know, how we $#&@ing do this %#@!!

You stupid mother$#&@ers talking %#@!
[Verse Three: Tupac]
Now, take a look inside my mind

That Pen' time made me wise but still I rise
Cause my ambitions as a rider like land mines
Lyrics turn ^!$$%z into smithereens

Music so lethal turn coliseums to murder scenes
I'm Makaveli the Don, that's what they tell me I'm armed
I'm dropping ^!$$%z like bombs, get in that $$# like a thong

Picture a felon in your presence
Taking busters back to the Essence
Telling my people, peep my lethal message

Visions of me getting money got me in mash mode
Murderous motives for ^!$$%z stopping my cash flow
You can't fight it, ^!$$% let go

Witness the sound made you (*##$ $$# bow down to Death Row
Mama these ^!$$%z got me fighting these Three Strikes
Showing up in court, $#&@ what you thought, it's Street Nike's

I put the game down first put my ^!$$%z up on it
Now we're Americas Most Wanted feel that
[Verse Four: Kastro]
UHH! since my only Fear of Death; is Mama crying for help
An OG Daddy wanna ride when I know;

He ain't got %#@! else since I'm his only soldier
Nobody else gonna roll for me and I know
Without the Row and Immortal Outlaw (Yo, K)
I'll be forgotten for sure
Plus this; Thug Life it got me living

Initiated, player hated, without giving a single $#&@
While they're dangling baby all on my nuts (Yeah, ^!$$%)
I be singling, fingering (*##$es to $#&@
[Break: Tupac]
Yeah ^!$$%, (*##$es is wild ^!$$%z is lame

I hung around with real ^!$$%z, got exposed to the game
Mother$#&@ers acting crazy busting me in the jaw
Initiated as an Outlaw, ha ha ha ha
[Verse Five: Daz Dillinger]
Yeah mother$#&@er!

Now a mission ain't a mission if nobody rides
And a mission ain't a mission if nobody dies
And a mission ain't completed, if the enemy don't sleep
Enemies rest in peace, deceased $#&@ing with me (^!$$%z is wild)
I got to accomplish a goal
I'm out seeking gold exposed strapped

Gotta let off because I'm rough and raw
Never fell on my knees for %#@!, cause I demand %#@!
With this Daz Dillinger drilling you for your %#@!
On the streets for the sixth time
In and out for the crime, a reckless crimes
That I can earn food stamps, dollars and dimes (Yeah!)
I'm slipping, sliding, $#&@ed up, ^!$$% what-up!

In the cut, flossing like a mother$#&@er what-up!
East Side, LB, now tell me where you coming from
That ain't where I see things and ^!$$% what's the outcome?
[Verse Six: EDI Amin]
For so many days there's so many ways
We been ducking strays they delivers
But still we're some Bad Boy killers for the sckrillas

I dump in you ^!$$%s' livers then watch your body shivered
And you mama quivered from the way you just got lit up
Head up the West Side on my way out
Y'all whole crew should've knew it was on from Makaveli's first day out
Now y'all getting played out, and laid out
For public display, on this day, y'all ^!$$%s is history
Cause the whole crew is (*##$ to me

Now listen to me, EDI, how many of y'all can see me?
Cause I'll attack that $$# like Ace attacked DC
Believe me, cause although now I'm just a young stolider
I'm soon to be a gun holder, initiate to the clique
With a left to my lip, now the fight is over
(*Multiple Gun Shots*)

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