Heartz Of Men
Heartz Of Men Album : All Eyez On Me
Tupac Talking
Hey, Suge What I tell you nigga, When I come out of jail what was I gonna do? I was gonna start diggin' into these niggas chest right? Watch this, hey Quik let me see them binoculars, nigga Them binoculars
Ha ha ha ha, yeah nigga Time to ride Grab your bullet proof vest nigga cause its gon' be a long one Now me and Quik gonna show you niggas what its like on this side The real side Now on this ride there's gonna be some real mothafuckas and there's gonna be some pussies Now the real niggas are gonna be the ones with money and bitches The pussies gonna be the niggas on the floor bleeding Now everybody keep your eyes on the prize cause the ride gets tricky See you got some niggas on your side that say they your friends but in real life, they your enemies And then you got some mothafuckas that say they your enemies But in real life they eyes is on your money See enemies'll say the true But in real life them niggas will be snitches Its a dirty game y'all Y'all got ta be careful about who you fuck with and who you don't fuck with Cause the shit get wild y'all Keep your mind on your riches baby Keep your mind on your riches
Verse 1
9-1-1 its an emergency Cowards tried to murder me From the hood to the 'burbs, everyone of you niggas heard of me Shit I'm legendary niggas scary and paralyzed Nothing more I despise than a liar, and cowards die My mama told me when I was a seed Just a vicious mothafucker while these devils left me free I proceed to make them shiver When I deliver Criminal lyrics from a world wide mob figure Thug niggas from everywhere Mr. Makaveli Niggas is waiting for some thug shit that's what they tell me So many rumors but I'm infinite Immortal Outlaw Switching up on you ordinary bitches like a south paw, you get left And every breath I breathe Until the moment I'm deceased Will be another moment ballin' as a G I rip the crowd then I start again Internally I live in sin until the moment that they let me breathe again The heartz of men
Chorus
No heart for the righteous I was in every gang There was about five I was in all of them Which ever one was winning (That's my side)
The Heartz of Men
I was the one fighting the chicks A chick made a move with me like this one too I got a swollen eye once I had my fists up ready like this ... Motherfucker put your hands down
Verse 2
My lyrical verse With so much pain that to some niggas it hurts My guns bust If you ain't one of us It gets worse Bitch niggas get their eyes swole In fly mode I'm an homicidal outlaw And five-o get your lights on The fight's on Tonight's gonna be a fucking fight so we might roll My own homies say I'm heartless But I'm a G to this 'til the day I'm gone that's regardless Drive-by niggas bow down I thought I'd rot in jail, paid bail, a niggas out now Throw up your hands if you thugged out First nigga act up, first nigga getting drugged out I can be a villain if yah let me I'll motherfuck ya if ya do upset me Tell the cops to come and get me Rip the crowd like a phone number Then start again Don't have no motherfuckin' friends nigga Look inside the heartz of men
Chorus
No heart for the righteous Everybody knows where my niggas been Every week he get his ass wiping He never wins a fight, but he always wants to fight you (Deep in the hearts of men) No heart for the righteous You don't get out of the way I'ma kick your ass (Deep in the hearts of men) Well, well, that's an ass wiping, I gotta take
Verse 3
To all my niggas engaged in making money in the 50 states Keep your mind on your chips, and fuck a punk bitch No longer living in fear, my pistol closed in hands Convinced that this is my year, like I'm the chosen man Give me my money and label me as a Don If niggas is having problems I open fire a bomb I died and came back I hustle with these lyrics as if it's a gang of crack Thugging is in my spirit I'm lost and not known Scarred up, but still flown Energizers still going (uh) Can it be fate, that makes a sick mother fucker break On these jealous ass cowards cause they evil and fake? What will it take? Just give me that bass line, I'm feeling bomb Deathrow baby don't be alarmed The homie Quik gave a nigga a beat And let me start again Representin' cause I been sent The Heartz of Men
Chorus
No heart for the righteous .. slapped me upside the head again One of those good ones too, sounded (kieya) I ain't never even shot nobody
And I was in every gang There was about five and I was in all of them Which ever one was winning (That's my side) I was the one fighting the chicks
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