u don t have 2 worry

2pac’ın "until the end of time" albümünden bir şarkı...

yo c’mon man, what do you mean you don’t wanna ride with me nigga
c’mon, get in the car, get in the fucking car man
heh, you say you scared to ride in my car cause you think mother fuckas are gonna be blasting at it
c’mon, get in the car, get in the fucking car man
c’mon, get in the car, get in the fucking car
c’mon, get in the car, get in the car
[chorus]
you don’t have to worry you can ride with me now
nigga’s will put the scream ride or die for me now
only got one click, they outlawz on the row
fair exchange when we fuck them hoes

[verse 1 - tupac]
repetitive blows are thrown, to my foes
no love shown get disposed of blasted full blown
my unknown tendencies to mash my car
getting wicked with my ski-mask find the stash and dump
why niggaz run i’m the last one standing the rest died
victims of my lethal chrome, can it, westside
though it’s world wide no one can deny my views
tragic to my very fabric once the plastic blew
five shots changed my whole life, throats were slit
niggaz die by me orders when i wrote this shit
though we go back like wild nights and latin quarters
niggaz tried to kill me, and i fed their wife and they daughters
blazed the weed, trained they seeds, gave them cash
pass the fame and let the game go rolling past
why you change it’s a cold world taught me like
retaliation proves niggaz never caught me right
say they shot me in my nuts, i don’t rush with it
bullshit nigga cause i’m still fucking your bitch
niggaz got me twisted in a bad way, why you change?
fuck with me, all this shit pay
nigga fuck the fame

[young noble]
remember hit em up, don’t make us do it once more
you niggas know, you ain’t fucking with them outlawz
we key souljahs, souljah from compton to brooklyn
we’re the type to get sniped, when the cops is looking
don’t nobody give a fuck cause you done crossed the game
lost in fame, and you should take, all the blame
you made your bed nigga lay in it
scared to come up out that cell nigga stay in it
it’s not a game we only got one click we outlawz from the door
dirty stains when i fuck on the floor, kissin the floor
we dirty as the mother fucking streetz of jers’
we sweep niggaz with the words so the heat’s referred
holla

[chorus]
you don’t have to worry you can ride with me now
nigga’s will put the scream ride or die for me now
only got one click, they outlawz on the row
fair exchange when we fuck them hoes
let them punks know

[e.d.i]
i wish i was in the mother fucking car wit’cha
i’d have took every bullet that threw had a guard nigga
i only got one click, outlawz till i’m gone
heavy in the game and we coming for they fucking dome
love is gone well it is what it is
and plotting on us, they must be prayin’ for they kids man
you don’t have to worry cause i ride for ya
like k said over loyal even tell ride or die for ya
you put me in the game and dog i owe it all to ya
and when it get to popping i’m a fucking ball for ya
and everything i do i’m a hang your names on it
i’ll never let them forget i put my seeds on it

[napoleon]
gonna die before your time come face the truth
in the middle of the desert nigga lace your boots
as a youth, under proof, tap my chest, there’s a dead rest
you studio gangsta’s better find your vest
why the fuck you ain’t done yet swallow your teeth
and to feel you in a bentley, you stroll when you eat
fuck a glock nine that shit is weak on the street
and if you can’t strategize then you just can’t eat
if your life in another niggaz hand you dead
and if there’s beef, tell your man, there’s a plan so don’t sweat it
another fake nigga using my strength to get great
i mean your ?face might not be scared but your heartbeat said it, thank you

[chorus]
you don’t have to worry you can ride with me now
nigga’s will put the scream ride or die for me now
only got one click, they outlawz on the row
fair exchange when we fuck them hoes
let them punks know

[kastro]
i was born ugly, unlucky and dusty
but now i’m a ridah, connive and gutsy
and i don’t trust nobody, so don’t nobody trust me
and that’s how i’ma go about it till somebody bust me
i play for keeps like the og’s raised me
if i sleep i won’t eat, who gonna feed my baby?
and i think i’m going crazy cause my air is getting thinner
drinking on the daily, alcohol can’t remember
i got bad nerves, paranoid and destroyed me
i love the lord so the church can’t kill me
i sleep light i wake peeking out my window
guns under my mattress and guns under my pillow
and that’s the way it’s gonna be till they bury me
but don’t twist it cause none of you niggas worry me
what the fuck you didn’t know?
killa-kastro, young noble with the criminal flow
you nervous nelly ass niggas belly up in the river, no dizoubt
these niggas can’t fade me with the clip, uhhh
we put it down, look around, until we find you
what now? penitentiary bound, to remind you

[kadafi]
kadafi i bring the jingle to the click, tastey like a pringle
sneaking through your chimney like kris cringle on some shit
give me fee and let me eyes twinkle, plinko plow
i been a thug shootin’ slugs since a child

[chorus]
you don’t have to worry you can ride with me now
nigga’s will put the scream ride or die for me now
only got one click, they outlawz on the row
fair exchange when we fuck these hoes
let them punks know

let them punks know 3x