#MAKAVELI#BombFirst recorded 07/12/96
And not a whimper until I'm gone
Thug Life runnin' through my veins so I'm strong
Bye bye bye, let's get high and ride
Oh, how do we do these niggas, but I'm not gonna cry
I'm a Bad Boy killer, Jay-Z die too
Lookin' out for Mobb Deep, nigga, when I find you
Weak motherfuckers don't deserve to breathe
How many niggas down to die for me? Yay-yay!
West Coast rider, comin' right behind ya
Should have never fucked with me
I want money, hoes, sex and weed
I won't rest until my road dog's free – bomb first
We bomb first when we ride
Please reconsider 'fore you die
We ain't even come to hurt nobody tonight
But it's my life or your life, and I'ma bomb first
We bomb first when we ride
Please reconsider 'fore you die
We ain't even come to fight tonight
But it's my life or your life, and I'ma bomb first
Shoot first, look at their head, burst bleeding
Don't want to hear no shit this evening
Believe me, we
[Chorus: 2Pac]
Bomb first when we ride, please
Reconsider 'fore you die, G's
And thug niggas on the rise
Plan, plot, strategize, but bomb first, we
Bomb first when we ride, please
Reconsider 'fore you die, G's
And thug niggas on the rise
Plan, plot, strategize, and bomb first
[Outro: 2Pac]
Hehahaah (Westside) (He knew it) Outlaw, Westside, Death Row (Makaveli the Don) (One time)
Checkmate, bitch, waitin' for your next move (Shit felt good, got that shit off my chest, you know I mean)
Till them niggas be gone, uh (Why you ain’t makin’ no noise)
When I do it to ya (Now I can finish my shit)
Don’t you love how I stick it to ya? (Got that little shit off my chest, you know I mean) (Jay-Z you big dick suckin' lip havin' ass)
How I do it to ya (Shit was all on my chest, know I mean)
Don't ya love how I [?] [?] (Nigga we love soldiers, we [?]) Hahahahaha
Hahaha ya'll gettin' weight? (Listening to niggas albums and I keep hearing some funny shit like [?] tryna [?] me)
Niggas [?] [?] [?]
I don' smacked ya'll niggas up in like 3 months and I still went (Drop a hit, drop a hit) 5 times platinum this year (I drop bombs, nigga) and ya'll niggas ain’t even fuckin’ makin' no noise
(I know you know who the fuck I’m talkin’ about, trick ass nigga)
Ay, Jay-Z, straight up your album is weak, homeboy
You too fuckin’ small in the fuckin' weight scale to fuck with me
(Cause I said your motherfuckin’ name, that’s how you know I’m talkin’ to you, punk motherfucker, come get me)
You ain't even on the charts good enough to be fuckin' with me, you weak motherfucker (Come get me) (Shut the fuck up) (Come get me)
Hawaiian Sophie lookin' ass motherfucker (Come get me)