Fatal Intro (rough Shit) Lyrics

Intro (rough Shit) Lyrics

f/ 2Pac, New Child







[2Pac]



Outlawz keep that rough shit



Outlawz keep that rough shit, baby



Outlawz keep that rough shit



Outlawz keep that rough shit, baby







[Fatal]



I'm down for mine, did it for Pac



Spitted the block, commited to Yak



And faithfully, we splitted the block



What did y'all do for em? forget the hunnies



You ever rob a spot with my dogg and split the money



I chose to rise, sacraficed, chose to ride



Controlled the nine and never once closed my eyes



Sometimes I feel my own doggz got me trapped



But I'll kill one of you cats, so it must not be that



Rap from scratch, with that local nonsense



Finish em and (?) about the coastal confrence



Fake thug type, my doggz barking up your lessons



Its been three years, you still talking over records



I'm the Don, Hussein's the dime



You came to bomb?



You still sniffing coke, thats the real weak line







[2Pac]



Outlawz keep that rough shit, baby







[New Child]



Thug life is who's?



Niggaz done broke the rules



Now my niggaz got to act a fool, bust the two's



Since Pac left, haters wanna step on toes



Some niggaz get they casket closed, little hoes



Keep your mouth shut and eyes open



Eastsiders, Westsiders, Southsiders



Outlawz keep their guns smoking



All my niggaz ride, down to bust



It's suicide when you fuckin' with us



In Pac we trust



I'm venomous



When you hear me bust, niggaz chin em up



All of us can spit it



Got it once, you can still get it



Scared? nigga deal with it



Fuck a quarter magazine, never violatin my team



I'm an all out-law nigga



Founder of the city morgue nigga



Put that on my brother, you cocksucker



Whats poppin nigga, whats poppin, huh?







[2Pac]



Outlawz keep that rough shit, baby







[Fatal]



I served niggaz off the 1-8-9



187's caught up in the sunday times



What the fuck you thought?



I ride for Pac, is you crazy?



(Outlawz keep that rough shit, baby)



I know



Crossed over, clap off, touch the glass



Whip out, no home, i'mma bust your ass



Pulled back the semi, sip the remi for Yak



one fifth, drip all the henney for Pac



I put it down, out of town



Don't worry you niggaz



And my Brick City Outlawz will bury you niggaz



Outlawz all over, we connect the block



Soldier formation, whip out and rep for Pac







[2Pac]



Outlawz keep that rough shit



Outlawz keep that rough shit, baby



Outlawz keep that rough shit



Outlawz keep that rough shit, baby