2pac

2pac - Soulja's Story lyrics

[Tupac Talking]

They cuttin off welfare

Think they crime is risin' now

You got whites killin blacks

Cops killin blacks

And blacks killin blacks

Shit just gonna get worse

They just gonna become souljas

Straight souljas

Chorus

All you wanted ta be, a soulja, a soulja

All you wanted ta be, a soulja, like me

All you wanted ta be, a soulja, a soulja

All you wanted ta be, a soulja, like me

All you wanted ta be, a soulja, a soulja

All you wanted ta be, a soulja, a soulja

All you wanted ta be, a soulja, a soulja

All you wanted ta be, a soulja, like me

Crack done took apart of our family tree

my momma's on tha shit, my dadies splitten, mom's steady blaming me

is it my fault, just cause i'm a young black male

cop sweat me as if my destiny is makin' crack sells

only 15 and got problems

cops on my tail, so I bail till I dodge 'em

they finally pull me over and I laugh

remember Rodney King and I blast on his punk ass

now I gotta murder case

you speak a' Heaven punk, I never heard of tha place

what is it ta come up fast, got a Uz and a black mask

drop tha fuckin task, now who's tha jack ass

keep my shit cocked, cause tha cops got a glock too

what tha fuck would you do

drop them or let 'em drop you

I chose droppin' tha cop

I got me a glock, and a glock for tha niggas on my block

4 of'em tried ta stab me, I moved out

sold a pound a weed, made g's, bought a new house

i'm only 17, I'm tha new kid

I got me a crew, bought'em jewels, and a uzi

but all good things don't last

task came fast, and busted my black ass

coolen in tha pen, where tha goods kept

now my little brother wants ta follow in my footsteps

a soulja

Chorus

All you wanted ta be, a soulja, a soulja

All you wanted ta be, a soulja, like me

All you wanted ta be, a soulja, a soulja

All you wanted ta be, a soulja, like me

All you wanted ta be, a soulja, a soulja

All you wanted ta be, a soulja, like me

All you wanted ta be, a soulja, a soulja

All you wanted ta be, a soulja, like me

Buck, buck, pigs get fucked, don't step ta this

Quiet has kept them blessed, on a quest with a death wish

Tell 'em they come and test, and tha rest, nigga gets hectic

Here's tha aneirexic, i'm making it to an exit

Walkin' through tha streets on tha black tip

Packed with several gats, cause i'm also payin' back shit

Niggas don't wanna try me, brotha you'll get shot down

Now i'm kick'en tha block, cause my bigger brothers locked down

I'm hot now, so many punk police have got shot down

Other cops see me on tha block, and they jock now

That's what I call a kingpin

Send my brotha what he needs is some weed up ta season

Tell him just be ready set, pack ya shit up quick

And when I hit, be prepared ta jet

Niggas from tha block on tha boat now

Every single one got a gun, that'll smoke pow

These punks about ta get hit by tha best

I'm wear'en double vest, so aim at my fuckin chest

I'll be makin' straight dome calls

Touch tha button on tha wall, you'll be picken up your own balls

I can still hear my mother shout, hit tha pig nigga

Break your bigga brother out

I got a message for tha warden

I'm commin' for ya ass, as fast as Flash Gorden

We get surrounded in tha mess hall, yes ya'll

A crazy motherfucka makin' death calls

Just bring me my brother and we leavin

For every minute you stall, one ya'll bleedin'

They brought my brother in a jiffy

I took a cop, just in case things got tricky

And just as we was walken out, I caught a bullet in tha head

Tha screams never left my mouth

My brother caught a bullet too

I think he gonna pull through, he deserve to

Tha fast life ain't everything they told ya

Never get much older, following tha tracks of a soulja

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