Troublesome

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Born to wreck shit, poppin' bubble gum
 Others call me up, but momma call me troublesome  Learned to shoot a gun, before I learned to read or write  Never touched a pipe, made my money every night 

'Til I gotta (ride), a motherfuckin' Benz
 Bitch talked to every snitch, they jeapordized me gettin' rich
Only fifteen at a spot full of rock teens 
Full of hard knocks, ready to clock, FUCK the cops (yeah!)

And we was fat like Trump  Every nigga packed a pump, so time to be poppin trunks
I stood at the top of the organization  Ready to pop a cop with no hesitations (fuck the police) yeah

Now I'm makin' all the others run
'Cause here it comes, look out for brother troublesome
Yeah y'all, hehe
A nigga named Troublesome 

I learned from my mistakes I'm twenty-one now
I gotta pack of jackers out for me they hold a gun battle 
Ain't old enough to save but I behave just like a true vet
That's cause for all the dirt I did and dirt I didn't do yet

Tryin' to pop my pistol for a profit  Copper tried to stop I didn't drop and so he got it (yeah)
And I don't give a fuck about it
(Ah-yo you think you'll ever quit this shit?) I doubt it

So why not take all of me
'Cause I just love to be the nigga that nobody else has the balls to be
 These suckers always searchin' for me, with funk
They in a hurry to get buried with they locs up

And once I let my gun pop
 Another motherfucker drops 
I smoke a gang of buddha better yet some indo
 Crack through your window, nigga where the fuck the ya-yo?

You tried to hesitate I couldn't wait to rush him
I didn't trust him, he sneezed and I had to bust him
I'm criminal I'm workin' doin' wicked shit
So catch a Christmas cause I'm murderin' your witnesses, I'm troublesome 

Yeah!
Yeah, a nigga named Troublesome 
Now I'm on top got plenty open
I ain't no fuckin' joke so you can label me King of Oakland, huh

As I sit back and rake my, dough in
I let my money grown in just got rich off what they owin, huh
And flippin' hoes, there's no open
Keepin' a sister broke I'd rather take it from the token (give it up)

A psychopath when provoked then
All you see is smoke I pull a pistol from my, coat
I told you we ain't havin' it (come here)
Give up the dough, reached for his coat, started grabbin' it

Bang bang! Was the sound as I jetted 
A bullet in the head so the sucker don't forget it
But I knew that I'd be dead soon
 Crime in my head, makin' decisions in my bedroom 

I see task at my front do' (ahh shit)
But I ain't goin' alive, so what the fuck these niggas come for
Just because you got a vest don't mean you escape from death (bitch)
I put this AK to your chest it'll take your entire breath

 Threw a grenade in the front yard
Six cops lunged then got crunched, here they come God
The other cops are closin' in
Deja vu, what do I do, here we go again (here we go again)

I'd rather take my life than have these suckers clown me
When they found me, they call me troublesome 
Troublesome, word up
Uptown, they got a Troublesome 

In Crooklyn, they got a Troublesome 
In the Bronx, they got a Troublesome 
In Uptown, they got a Troublesome  South South Bronx, they got a Troublesome 

The jungle, they got a Troublesome  Washington D.C. troublesome  Baltimore (troublesome) Miami 
Troublesome, Seattle 

All over this motherfuckin' country (troublesome)
In every single ghetto (troublesome)
As long as there ain't money there's gonna be troublesome 
Troublesome, word up

 Troublesome 
Troublesome, troublesome  Troublesome 
My nigga named Troublesome

Written by: JOHNNY LEE JACKSON, TUPAC AMARU SHAKUR

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