I Ain't Mad At Cha Feat Danny Bo-2Pac

　　　 Artist：2pac Songs Title：heartz of men Ahh, Suge what did I tell you ni**a 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, ni**a Them binoculars Ha ha ha ha, yah ni**a time to ride Grab your bullet proof vest ni**a Cause its gonna be a long one Now me and Quik gonna tell you niggas How its like on this side The real side Now on this ride its gonna be some real mutha-f**kas And there is gonna be some pussys Now the real niggas are gonna be the ones with Money and b**ches The pussys are 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 mutha-f**kas that say they your enemies But in real life they eyes is on your money See the enemies say the truth But in real life those niggas will be the snitches Its a dirty game y'all Y'all got ta be careful about who you f**k with And who you don't f**k with Cause the sh*t get wild y'all Keep your mind on your riches, Baby Keep your mind on your riches 9-1-1 Its a emergency cowards tried to murder me From the hood to the 'burbs, everyone of you niggas heard of me Sh*t I'm legendary niggas scary and paralyzed Nothing more I despise than a liar and cowards die My mama told me When I was to see Just a vicious mutha f**ker 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 sh*t thats what they tell me So many rumors but I'm infinite Immortal Outlaw Switching up on you ordinary b**ches Like a south paw you gettin left And every breath I breathe untill 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 untill the moment That they let me breathe again The heartz of men The Heartz of Men My lyrical verge with so much pain that To some niggas it hurts My guns bust And if you ain't one of us it gets worse B**ch niggas get their eyes swoll and fly mode I'm an homicidal outlaw and five-o get your lights on Fight long, tonights gonna be a f**king fight so we might roll My own homies saying I'm heart less But I'm a G to this 'til the day I'm gone thats regardless Drive-by and niggas bow down I thought I'd rot in jail, paid bail, well niggas out now Throw up your hands if your thugged out First ni**a act up first ni**a getting drugged out I can be a villian if yah let me I'll Mutha f**k yah if yah too upset me Tell the cops to come and get me Rip the crowd like a phone number Start again, don't have no mutha f**kin' friends ni**a Look inside the heartz of men In The Heartz of Men In The Heartz of Men To all me niggas engaged in making money in the fifty states Keep your mind on your chips and f**k a punk b**ch No longer living in fear my pistol close in hand Convinced 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 smoke fire and bomb them I died and came back I hustle with these lyrics as if its a game of crack Thugishness is in my spirit I'm lost and not knowing scar'd up but still flowing Energized and still going Uhh, can it be fate that makes a sick mutha f**ka break On these jealous a** coward 'cause they evil and fake What will it take? Give me that bass line I'm feeling bombed Deathrow baby don't be alarmed The homie Quik gave a ni**a beat and let me start again Represent cause I've been sent The heartz of men