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2pac – breathin’ (og) 노래 가사

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[intro]
yeah
who’ll be the last motherf-cker breathin’?
tell me n-gg-, (tell me)
who’ll be the last motherf-cker breathin’?

[hook]
stressed, but busta free
enemies give me reason, to be the last motherf-cker breathin’
bustin’, my automatic rounds
catch ’em while they sleepin’, now i’m the last motherf-cker breathin’
stressed, but busta free
enemies give me reason, to be the last motherf-cker breathin’
bustin’, my automatic rounds
catch ’em while they sleepin’, now i’m the last motherf-cker breathin’

[verse 1]
woke up with fifty enemies plottin’ my death
all fifty seein’ visions of me shot in the chest
couldn’t rest, nah n-gg- i was stressed
had me creepin’ ’round corners, homie sleepin’ in my vest
sh-t, i’m like a hostage on this troubled block, call the cops
a thug n-gg- screamin’ “west side”, bustin’ double glocks
hittin’ corners in my chevy suburban
liquor got me drivin’ up on the curb, hand on the steerin’ wheel swervin’
bless me father i’ma sinner, i’m livin’ in h-ll
just let me live on the streets, cause ain’t no peace for me in jail
gettin’ world-wide exposure
with a bunch of n-gg-s that don’t give a f-ck, ridin’ as my soldiers
i just release ’em on a war path, not your average dealer
westside outlaw; bad boy k!ller, huh
complete my mission my compet-tion no longer beefin’
i murdered all them bustas now i’m the last motherf-cker breathin’

[hook]
stressed, but busta free
enemies give me reason, to be the last motherf-cker breathin’
bustin’, my automatic rounds
catch ’em while they sleepin’, now i’m the last motherf-cker breathin’

[intermission]

[hook]
stressed, but busta free
enemies give me reason, to be the last motherf-cker breathin’
bustin’, my automatic rounds
catch ’em while they sleepin’, now i’m the last motherf-cker breathin’

[verse 2]
hoppin’ out my four door chevy, in this game, i’m still heavy
rather be your n.i.g.g.a. if you still let me
promise not to c-m quick
you f-ckin’ around with the don b-tch, i run sh-t, with one clip mr. makaveli quick to mack, go back to the telli
i f-ck a b-tch like i’m psychotic, i think that’s what they tell me
f-ck around i don’t fight fair
a world wide mob figga, local nightmare, just call ’em right there
open fire, ’cause my desire is to ride
got every n-gg- signed to bad boy, prayin’ that i die
some have prophesized, homicide, some have tried
they couldn’t see the coward in they eyes, ’til they died
they wonder why, they targets
defenseless, when my squad hits, hard n-gg-s

[intermission]

# 2pac


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