[Intro]

[Storm]


You can't fade me
You can't fade me

You can't fade me
You can't fade me


Verse 1

[Kastro]


True
You a cutie

And no
I ain't tryin'
To act a fool

And be rude
They call me Kastro
( And you )

Storm
Sound like a cutie too
What's poppin'

With me and you
Just hit me
With the seven

It'll be my pleasure
See what we can do
Oh

You ain't alone
Got a man at home
Answerin' the phone

But he ain't the one
Cause if he is
Than why you gone

What you drinkin' on
Hennessey with me
A glass of Thug Passion

Or just a plain Pepsi
Oh you cool
Sure that I $$#ume

That you ain't
Too much of a drinker
Today

You's alright
I think I want you
Right away

See
I'm only eighteen
These groupies

They just
Want to sue me
Push my hoopty

Act like
They don't
Spend my dooky

And I could see
It'd be
Twenty-two

Or so
Older soldier
On my team

I put you
In my video
And give you

Plenty dough
By my hotel room
Four-fifty-four

Hope that you go
Baby
Can you fade me


[Chorus]


[Storm]

You can't fade me
You can't fade me
You can't fade me

You can't fade me

Verse 2

[Napolean]


See girl
I'm laced with game
But it ain't similar
The %#@! that I'm talkin'

Get more deeper
Than callin'
And comin' to visit you
It's hard to feel you
But I been playin'

Since I been born
And I moved
Up in a edge
Told the page
Turn it down
What's on

Can it all
The way you
Hit the club
To play the floor
Hittin' up
Every position
And that's for sure

But I think it's more
And the situation
That I'm facin'
Your Shorty
Was hesitation
So I'm a replacement
Plus it get's specific

And it ain't no hoochie
That's unlisted
That the homies
And I roll
What's twisted
And at the most
We dissin'

I ran through cousins
Through aunties
On down to triplets
For droppin'
The highest level
Of game
Ain't got no digits

Now
'Till you dig it
But you ain't in
No competition
Cause most conversations
You be kickin'
You sure to get it

Now baby
Can you fade me

Chorus

[2Pac & Storm]

(Ah Moo)
You can't fade me
(You a little player Napolean)
(But uh)
You can't fade me
(Let me show you somethin')
(How the big dogs do it ^!$$%)
(You don't know how to rule no (*##$ ^!$$%)
You can't fade me
(Hold up baby)
(This is how you get)
(Get your side)
You can't fade me
(Pick the all out)
(Pick out ^!$$%)
(Which one)
(That one)
(Freak this %#@!)

Verse 3

[2Pac]

Hold up baby
Where you get off
Thinkin' you can fade me
Evade my ^!$$%s
Like Brady's
And then attempt
To play me
Oh yeah
You crazy
Thinkin' you can just
Be Swayze
Cause my conversation
Gettin' you hot enough
For love makin'
Participation is needed
Yeah I'm drunk
And gettin' weeded
In the back of my Jaguar
The life of a rap star
Completely freakable
I get weak
When I sit
And thinkin' %#@!
That we can do
Let me introduce
Mr. Makaveli
Sue you speakin' to
What's up with you
As you can see
I love freakin' you
(Boo)
(Who)
Black
Mexican
Puerto Rican too
Long as it's ghetto
You can bet
I'm gettin' deep in you
Believable
I got my eyes
Concentrated
On the size
Of your thighs
Now I ain't trade baby
But won't you
Let me ride
Cause a ^!$$%
Want the #~!!@ cat
This Thug Passion
So your man
Can't have it back
And that's a fact
So
How you want to act
Baby
Can you feel me
Like Run D.M.C.
It's like that
Tell me
Can you fade me

Outro

[2Pac & Storm]

You can't fade me
(That's how you mack to a (*##$ you little young ^!$$%)
(Come on baby we gonna go to my little hotel and %#@!)
(Ha ha)
You can't fade me
(See if you can fade me)
(You feel me)
(Hey don't trip of the B word)
(That's just how mutha$#&@as talk on my block)
(Ha ha)
You can't fade me
(What's up though boo where you want to go)
(No we can go get a little drama and %#@!)
You can't fade me
(Jon P.)
(Crystal)
(Fat $$# steak)
(Some lobster and %#@!)
You can't fade me
(Go back to the telly)
(Bump some of that Dramacydal Outlaw Immortal %#@!)
You can't fade me
(That's the type of %#@! that get me in the mood)
(You know what I mean)
(Ha ha)
(Come and tell you now)
You can't fade me
(And uh)
(After a few glasses of this Thug Passion baby)
(Huh)
(It's goin' be like Adam and Eve)
(Feel me)
You can't fade me
(Everything stop)
(Puff puff)
(And you don't stop)
You can't fade me
(So tell me baby boo)
(Can you fade us)
(Hey one love to that ^!$$% D'Angelo)
You can't fade me
(^!$$% this be bad than a mutha$#&@a)
(You know)
(Ain't no disrespect big player)
You can't fade me
(But a mutha$#&@a love this beat so much)
(Huh)
(We had to spit to it)
(So uh)
You can't fade me
(We send this one out to you)
You can't fade me
(Outlaw)
(West Side)
(Death Row)
(Thug Life)
(Outlaw)
You can't fade me
(West Side)
(Death Row)
(Thug Life)
(Outlaw)
You can't fade me
West Side)
(Death Row)
(Thug Life)
(Baby)
(Can you fade me)
You can't fade me
(West Side)