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Who'll be the last motherfucker breathin? Tell me nigga..
tell me
Who'll be the last motherfucker breathin?
refrain:
Stress, but busta free Enemies give me
reason, to be the last motherfucker breathin
Bustin, my automatic rounds
Catch 'em while they sleepin,
now I'm the last motherfucker breathin
refrain
Woke up with
fifty enemies plottin my death
All fifty seein visions of me shot in the chest
Couldn't rest, nah nigga I was stressed
Had me creepin 'round corners, homie sleepin in my vest
Shit, I'm like a hostage on this troubled block, call the cops
A thug nigga screamin Westside, bustin double glocks
Hittin corners in my Chevy Surburban
Liquor got me drivin up on thecurb, hand on the steerin wheel swervin
Bless me Father I'ma sinner, I'm livin in hell
Just let me live on the streets, cause ain't no peace for me in jail
Gettin world-wide exposurewith a bunch of niggaz that don't give a
FUCK, ridin as my soldiers
I just release 'em on a war path, not your average
dealer Westside Outlaw; Bad Boy killer, huh
Complete my mission my competition no longer beefin
I murdered all them bustas now I'm the last motherfucker breathin
refrain
Make sure I hold my position, stand firm in the dirt
For all my soldiers gone, we burnin the earth
Outlawz WORLDWIDE, we pack the block
Shootin rocks at the kid, I'll bust back for 'Pac
Ask Yak, he'll tell you that it's hell down here
Stale down here, too many jails down here
Why you act like you don't hear me?
Young Noble, Outlaw 'til these motherfuckers kill me
I'm still breathin
Now we was raised, andquot;Fuck this life,andquot; I rose my right
Holdin on a tight grip with death in my sight
And the dark is my light, I'm cynical, sleepwalkin as a true
Walk around town with a pound full of, bitter food
Came a long way from my born day, dead away where there's war play
Fuck friends I'll say, rather die for my A-Kwith these fag-ass
niggaz, see-through glass ass niggaz
Only ride my dick and the skin of my mash-ass niggaz Breathin!
refrain
Uhh, I walk around with a knife in my back
Talkin bout a bad day, I live a life like that
It's unfair, and I'm losin my hair, blastin hooligans
Catch me, I'm fallin out flat, yo I'm ruined and
breathin in sewer stench, no one give a Fuck about me
I learned to like it like that, when I was still in mommy
The side of seedy that the devil run from
In the belly of the beast, that's where the fuck we come from
And still I'm breathin!
And still I'm totally wasted, they want me to face this
Just lost two of my closest na'r one of y'all can take this
But I'm Makaveli trained, simple and plain
We number one motherfucker bout to do it again
Shit, 'Pac still doin it, you hoes can't ruin it
Two million everytime he drop I know you fuckers losin it
We movin in - for the kill, for a meal, holdin steel
Hold the wheel I'm bout to give these niggaz somethin they can feel
Fakin real, but we the raw and uncut Style-bitin thug lyin niggaz, give it up!We hit 'em up!
(and we still breathin.. and we still breathin..)
Tell 'em nigga.. tell 'em(and we still breathin..)Who'll be the last
motherfuckers breathin?
¿Quién será el último respirando hijo de puta? Dime negro ..
dime
¿Quién será el último respirando hijo de puta?
abstenerse:
El estrés, pero busta Enemigos libres me dan
razón, de ser el último hijo de puta respirando
Bustin, mis rondas automáticas
Catch 'em mientras durmiendo,
ahora soy el último hijo de puta respirando
abstenerse
Me desperté con
cincuenta enemigos plottin mi muerte
Todas las visiones de seein cincuenta me dispararon en el pecho
No se puede descansar, nah nigga estaba estresado
Me había esquinas redondas creepin ', homie sleepin en mi chaleco
Mierda, yo soy como un rehén en este bloque con problemas, llamar a la policía
Un matón negro gritando Westside, Bustin doble glocks
Hittin esquinas de mi Surburban Chevy
Licor consiguió me Drivin arriba en thecurb, mano en el volante Swervin steerin
Mi padre soy un pecador bendiga, yo estoy viviendo en el infierno
Sólo déjame vivir en las calles, la causa no hay paz para mí en la cárcel
Gettin mundial exposurewith un montón de niggaz que no dan una
Joder, cabalgando como mis soldados
Me libero 'em en un camino de la guerra, no con la media
distribuidor Westside Outlaw, Bad Boy asesino, ¿no
Completar mi misión ya mi no hay competencia beefin
Yo maté a todos los b
Ayúdanos a mejorar, si encuentras errores ¡Envíanos tu corrección!
2Pac
Breathin
Breathin
Who'll be the last motherfucker breathin? Tell me nigga..
tell me
Who'll be the last motherfucker breathin?
refrain:
Stress, but busta free Enemies give me
reason, to be the last motherfucker breathin
Bustin, my automatic rounds
Catch 'em while they sleepin,
now I'm the last motherfucker breathin
refrain
Woke up with
fifty enemies plottin my death
All fifty seein visions of me shot in the chest
Couldn't rest, nah nigga I was stressed
Had me creepin 'round corners, homie sleepin in my vest
Shit, I'm like a hostage on this troubled block, call the cops
A thug nigga screamin Westside, bustin double glocks
Hittin corners in my Chevy Surburban
Liquor got me drivin up on thecurb, hand on the steerin wheel swervin
Bless me Father I'ma sinner, I'm livin in hell
Just let me live on the streets, cause ain't no peace for me in jail
Gettin world-wide exposurewith a bunch of niggaz that don't give a
FUCK, ridin as my soldiers
I just release 'em on a war path, not your average
dealer Westside Outlaw; Bad Boy killer, huh
Complete my mission my competition no longer beefin
I murdered all them bustas now I'm the last motherfucker breathin
refrain
Make sure I hold my position, stand firm in the dirt
For all my soldiers gone, we burnin the earth
Outlawz WORLDWIDE, we pack the block
Shootin rocks at the kid, I'll bust back for 'Pac
Ask Yak, he'll tell you that it's hell down here
Stale down here, too many jails down here
Why you act like you don't hear me?
Young Noble, Outlaw 'til these motherfuckers kill me
I'm still breathin
Now we was raised, andquot;Fuck this life,andquot; I rose my right
Holdin on a tight grip with death in my sight
And the dark is my light, I'm cynical, sleepwalkin as a true
Walk around town with a pound full of, bitter food
Came a long way from my born day, dead away where there's war play
Fuck friends I'll say, rather die for my A-Kwith these fag-ass
niggaz, see-through glass ass niggaz
Only ride my dick and the skin of my mash-ass niggaz Breathin!
refrain
Uhh, I walk around with a knife in my back
Talkin bout a bad day, I live a life like that
It's unfair, and I'm losin my hair, blastin hooligans
Catch me, I'm fallin out flat, yo I'm ruined and
breathin in sewer stench, no one give a Fuck about me
I learned to like it like that, when I was still in mommy
The side of seedy that the devil run from
In the belly of the beast, that's where the fuck we come from
And still I'm breathin!
And still I'm totally wasted, they want me to face this
Just lost two of my closest na'r one of y'all can take this
But I'm Makaveli trained, simple and plain
We number one motherfucker bout to do it again
Shit, 'Pac still doin it, you hoes can't ruin it
Two million everytime he drop I know you fuckers losin it
We movin in - for the kill, for a meal, holdin steel
Hold the wheel I'm bout to give these niggaz somethin they can feel
Fakin real, but we the raw and uncut Style-bitin thug lyin niggaz, give it up!We hit 'em up!
(and we still breathin.. and we still breathin..)
Tell 'em nigga.. tell 'em(and we still breathin..)Who'll be the last
motherfuckers breathin?
2Pac
Breathin
Breathin
¿Quién será el último respirando hijo de puta? Dime negro ..
dime
¿Quién será el último respirando hijo de puta?
abstenerse:
El estrés, pero busta Enemigos libres me dan
razón, de ser el último hijo de puta respirando
Bustin, mis rondas automáticas
Catch 'em mientras durmiendo,
ahora soy el último hijo de puta respirando
abstenerse
Me desperté con
cincuenta enemigos plottin mi muerte
Todas las visiones de seein cincuenta me dispararon en el pecho
No se puede descansar, nah nigga estaba estresado
Me había esquinas redondas creepin ', homie sleepin en mi chaleco
Mierda, yo soy como un rehén en este bloque con problemas, llamar a la policía
Un matón negro gritando Westside, Bustin doble glocks
Hittin esquinas de mi Surburban Chevy
Licor consiguió me Drivin arriba en thecurb, mano en el volante Swervin steerin
Mi padre soy un pecador bendiga, yo estoy viviendo en el infierno
Sólo déjame vivir en las calles, la causa no hay paz para mí en la cárcel
Gettin mundial exposurewith un montón de niggaz que no dan una
Joder, cabalgando como mis soldados
Me libero 'em en un camino de la guerra, no con la media
distribuidor Westside Outlaw, Bad Boy asesino, ¿no
Completar mi misión ya mi no hay competencia beefin
Yo maté a todos los b
Ayúdanos a mejorar, si encuentras errores ¡Envíanos tu corrección!
