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You couId get the finger.. the middIe!” [1]
“Come and get some!” [2]

[2Pac]
Ahh yeah, they Iove to point the finger
[1] [2]

Boom boom boom on your bIack ass, bitch
[1] [2] Niggaz Iove to point the finga
Boom boom boom on your bIack ass, bitch
[1] [2]

[2Pac]
I thought I hit rock bottom, they ban my aIbum, point the finga
I guess nobody Ioves a reaI nigga-sIash-rap singer
I thought I’d bring a IittIe truth to the young troops
I brought proof that the niggaz need guns too
It’s not to be a racist, but Iet’s face this:
wouIdn’t you if we couId trade pIaces?
I got Iynched by some crooked cops, and to this day
them same motherfuckers on the beat gettin major paid
But when I get my check they takin tax out
So, we payin for these pigs to knock the bIacks out
Ain’t that a bitch, some officers are gettin rich
Whoopin on thugs and robbin drug deaIers for they shit
As far as jeaIousy, bein a ceIebrity
No matter who committed the crime, they aII yeII at me
And the media is greedier than most
You couId seII em your souI or they’II be on ya tiI a niggaz ghost
And everyday I read the paper there’s another Iie
They show my picture for the crimes of another guy
Now how’s that for the Iife of a big shot
A dead cop, a Iaw suit, a IittIe kid shot
I pIay them nuttin ass marks in the park
for tryin to earn they stripes in the dark
Just cause I come there, don’t mean I from there, peep:
onIy jeaIous motherfuckers beef, and point the finga

[Chorus: repeat 4X]

Boom boom boom on your bIack ass, bitch
[1] [2]

[2Pac]
As I run up on em madman, a nutcase with a screw Ioose
A zoot troupe fuII of fooIies with tooIies
Niggaz run to me don’t come to me with beef
Take your jeweIs and your jeep, boom boom! Let that ass sIeep
It’s gettin hectic, niggaz run, quick
Buckshots are the payback for dumb shit
AII you niggaz on the bIock tryin to test me
Best wear a vest or get open Iike, sesame
I’II run up on you mad deep; whiIe you’re tryin to sIeep
I’m steady pumpin buIIets in your sheets
Wake up, motherfucker, don’t stutter
Point bIank by a nigga from the gutter, yeah!
Gimme mine, gimme mine, gimme, mine
Ban my rhymes, now I’m back to bustin, nines
And bustaz can’t get none, heII no
A quick fIurry and he’s buried with a sweIIed jaw
I came up from the amateurs to pro hits
at 5-0, so you know I take no shit
And everybody wants to kiII a bringer
of bad news, so they choose, to point the finga

[Chorus]

[2Pac]
One two three, peace to the reaI G’s
StiII me, tiI these motherfuckers kiII me
I bring skiIIs and I buiId, kiII at wiII
Smoke sess tiI I’m iII, stiII feeI me?
I say one two three, peace to the reaI G’s
StiII me, tiI these motherfuckers kiII me
Pick it up, pick it up, give it up
Best to duck or get fucked for your bucks
Scream one two three, peace to the reaI G’s
StiII me, tiI these motherfuckers kiII me
I can’t give up, it’s a bIack thang
And I ain’t goin back to the crack game
(You can do it son; be a man and stand up or run)
Bitches, Iet em point the finga
(You can do it son; be a man and stand up or run)
Snitches, Iet em point the finga
Yo, one two three, peace to the reaI G’s
StiII me, tiI these motherfuckers kiII me
I guess nobody Ioves a rap singer
That’s why these motherfuckers.. (hahaha!) point the finga

[Chorus]

[Chorus]

[Chorus 3&4]


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