Speaker A
The feds are watching, niggas plotting to get me. Will I survive? Will I die?
A powerful rap collaboration featuring 2Pac, Pop Smoke, Biggie, and other legends, exploring street life, struggles, and resilience.
Key Takeaways
- The video showcases a powerful collaboration of legendary hip-hop artists.
- It explores the harsh realities and complexities of street and gangsta life.
- Themes of survival, loyalty, and resilience are central to the lyrics.
- The artists emphasize the importance of financial success and respect.
- The song reflects on personal and societal struggles with law enforcement and violence.
Summary
- The video features a collaboration of iconic rappers including 2Pac, Pop Smoke, Biggie, DMX, Eazy E, Ice Cube, Dr Dre, NWA, Nipsey, and Snoop Dogg.
- Lyrics discuss themes of survival, street struggles, legal battles, and the harsh realities of gangsta life.
- The artists reflect on loyalty, betrayal, and the consequences of jealousy and violence in their environments.
- There is a strong emphasis on hustling, financial success, and maintaining respect within the community.
- The song touches on personal experiences with law enforcement and the justice system.
- It highlights the importance of staying true to oneself despite fame and external pressures.
- The track includes references to partying, relationships, and the complexities of trust.
- The artists express pride in their cities and the culture they represent.
- There is a recurring message about the importance of preparation, resilience, and facing life's challenges head-on.
- The video serves as both a tribute to gangsta rap culture and a commentary on the social issues faced by the artists.
Chapters
- 00:00Introduction: Survival and Street Struggles
- 00:38Dealing with Jealousy and Violence
- 02:18Personal Reflections and Relationships
- 03:25Life Lessons and Respect
- 04:52Gangsta Life and Partying
- 06:01Hustling and Street Credibility
- 07:04Fame, Legacy, and Staying True
- 08:25Violence, Loyalty, and Community
- 09:49Financial Struggles and Family
- 10:49City Pride and Realness
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Speaker A
Come on, let's picture the possibility. Giving me chances, lawyers making a grip. I told the judge I was raised wrong, and that's why I blazed shit. Was hyper as a kid, cold as a teenager, on my mobile calling big shots on the scene.
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Major, packing hundreds in my drawers. Fuck the law. Bitches I fuck with a passion. I'm living rough and wrong, catching cases at a fast rate. Balling in the fast lane, hustle till the morning, never stop. I put the top down, now it's time to floss my shit.
Speaker A
Keep your head up, nigga. Make these motherfuckers suffer. Game sharper than the motherfucking razor blade. Save money, bring bitches, bitches bring lies. One nigga's getting jealous and motherfuckers die. Depend on me like the first and fifteen.
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They might want me four for a second, but these folks won't get me. We got four niggas and low-rides and scheme ass screaming down. Gun smoke, gun smoke. Biggie Smalls for mayor. The Rock Slayer. The hookah layer. Motherfuckers say your prayers. Hail Mary full of grace. Smack the bitch in the face.
Speaker A
She don't remember shit, just the two hits. Her hitting the floor and me hitting the clits. Sucking on the tits, had the hooker begging for the dick. And your moms ain't ugly, love, my dick got rocked quick. I guess I was a combination
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of House of Pain and Bobby Brown. I was bumping around and jumping around. Jaffer then I asked her who's the man, she said B.I.G. Then I bust in her E.Y.E.
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I like ball skins, love a melanin, heart crushing me guitar. When I'm stuck in that, throw these bottles at the sea, don't tell them sentiment. I had the Land Rover, switch to the ball ring. I'm a gangsta, but I like to party. Pop
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a turkey, though retarded. I'm a broken nigga, I'm cold hearted. That's why I like the back, yeah, like Bewey. Every time she see me, she wanna eat me. I still like Justin Bieber. She be up enough, she always tryna leave me. But she a black gal, and
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she freaky. I haven't hanging off the ball like she mean me. I never had a bitch more than once cause baby needs it. But her pussy done, it tastes like pizza. But she can have it, I don't need it. I'd rather have my
Speaker A
money being like you. I don't get too niggas, cause they be tapping. Disrespect me, let's see what happens. I don't make the cold.
Speaker A
Everyday shit around the waist shit got me stressed. So I keep on the vest in case a nigga wanna test. I got no time for games cause I'm all grown up. You wanna joke nigga? Laugh when you get blown up. And see how funny it is when your kids ain't got no father.
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Cause you played it sweet, now you floatin' in the harbor. Shit is hectic, so respected for your health. Didn't
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think it was right, you should've checked it yourself. Life is too short to get caught up in some dumb shit. Wake up one day, 40 years old, on some bum shit. Time flew by, you was too fly to see the light. Now
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what? Realize that you ain't got shit. Not long ago you was the man on some hot shit. So just peep the flow, yo, cause you already in this. Make sure your shit is right, kid, and the end of your business. I let the
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niggas know it's on for life. Don't let the west side ride the night. Look at these niggas with attitudes. Look at these niggas with attitudes. Look at these niggas with attitudes. I started this gangsta shit. And it's tomorrow night.
Speaker A
Let's take a trip, just sit back and light a spliff with this and don't slip on a funky dope track. Jump back, strapped with a fat Buddha sack and a 7-8 lac. Don't clean, gangsta lean, I got green. But I serve dubs like
Speaker A
it ain't no thing. I hang with OG players, don't set trips, boy you might get what we call a rap pack. I don't slack when it come the street, I kick real G-fuck to a gangsta beat. It's so sweet, when you got money
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to spend. Like you know when I creep real slow. Giving love to them players that I know is real G. The motherfucking world is a ghetto. Full of magazines, full clips and heavy metal. When the smoke settles I'm just looking for a big yellow. In
Speaker A
six inch delettos, Dr. Dre. Percolating, keeping waiting, while you sitting there hating. Your bitches hyperventilating, hoping that we penetrating. You gets knitting, cause I've never been to Satan. But hardcore, I'm in a straightened 9-1-1 emergency and you can tell him it's my son he's hurting me and he's
Speaker A
a felon on parole for robbery. Ain't no cop in a plea, ain't no stopping the chick. I'm in a six, you got to hop in a three. Company monopoly, you handle shit sloppily. I drop a key properly. They call me the don daughter.
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Pop a collar, drop a dollar. If you hear me you can holler. Even rock wallah, follow the Impala. Wanna
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Did I fall off? Got you in your room ripping every chronic poster on your wall off? Just cause I put away the sawed off? Now I got you sitting back with a smirk, listening with your arms crossed. Questioning Dre's credibility. Wondering if it's still in me to produce hits. Y'all be killing me as if I need to make more in six cars that I paid for. We came a long
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way from not giving a fuck, selling tapes out of a trunk to moving this far up. Now we got the whole world star struck, made a million plus and still don't give a motherfuck. Motherfucker, I'm Dre. I don't need your respect. I don't
Speaker A
need to make another album, bitch. I don't gotta do shit. I do it because I want to, not to stay in the game. Fuck the fame. I'm still staying the same, little bitch. I started this gangsta shit, and this the most
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And this the motherfuckin' tanks I get, hello. Look at these niggas without a door, look at these niggas without a door. I let them niggas know it's on for life, don't let the west side ride tonight, haha. Villain blows up your spot, take
Speaker A
your notebook, your bitch and your clock. This motherfucker thought the coochie had a padlock. You slap her ass, that's alarming, says she want my worm like Carmen. We chin check niggas, them thin check niggas, run trains or go diggers, beware. Scaring motherfuckers
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like Stephen King flicks. Making niggas clear the room like a dyke. Flea a dick, making second to none shit. Nigga like quick, so when I bond first. Nigga who you rolling with? Fuck that ice on your wrist. Fuck your fine ass bitch. Cause
Speaker A
you can lose it in a tussle. Nigga watch me hustle. Watch niggas kiss my ass without flexing a muscle. Bitches all in the back, they knees waiting to buckle. Same time, same channel, don't change the dial. Niggas for life, fucking your wife. These
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niggas wild. I'm too fresh, smell like a new car. La Wu Tang, my favorite member is U-Gaw. Make history before you go. Fuck the misery, you're living poor, we getting dough. Except the dot is other reasons why I'm living, yo.
Speaker A
Time is viable, lo and behold. The young, black and powerful. Gotta eat, yo, everyday my daughter feet grow. You acting cheap with the dough, my heat can blow. Paying doctors when I'm born, a preacher if I'm buried. That's why cash is needed for
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my kids to inherit. Gotta pay just for living, tax life is a business. If you catch a bad deal, watch your life diminish. Deals made by God and the devil, and we in it. Pawns in a game, can't complain and say shit. Just
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strap up and hold on, hope for the best, prepare for the worst, no fears or nothing on earth, no tears if I'm dumped in a hearse, I won't be the first nor the last nigga, let's get this cash nigga.
Speaker A
You a funny cat, you ain't made a hundred racks. You ain't nothing like Nip box, well that's a fucking fact. Puttin' on for my city, got a hundred stats. I'm the realest nigga in the cave, find on that. Lotta fake niggas hate me
Speaker A
cause they wanna rap. But if they dumb enough to say it, I'ma fucking snap. Big guns, big guns, I got big guns, ARs, AKs, nigga, pick one. This young nigga on that shit, you should get on. And I promise you get fucked if
Speaker A
your bitch come. Know some Ingawood nigga, show the crib love. That nigga Nip kinda sick, uh. On the knee side niggas bang my shit tough, it's all up. Even to my home boys that switch up. Funny thing is they swore when I get
Speaker A
rich I turn my back on them but I'm still up in the mix, huh?
Speaker A
God damn. Ain't that some shit? Can a
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could, yeah Wasn't nothin' like these thub phones Was always showin' love and big respect for all the blood, homies You understood the values in the youth Man, I swear to God, nephew You was the truth Damn, how could this nigga do this? It's
Speaker A
cause every neighborhood Jesus Got a neighborhood Judas I let some niggas know it's better I got busted soles and police watching them, you know?
Speaker A
All eyes on me. It's like what they think, I'm walking around with some keys in my pocket or something. All eyes on me. They think I'm going back to jail. They really on that door, baby. Y'all got me on the
Speaker A
surveillance, huh? All eyes on me, but I'm known.
Topics:2PacPop SmokeBiggie SmallsGangsta rapHip-hop collaborationStreet lifeSurvivalResilienceDr DreNWA
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