Niggas out there jelous cuz we be bailin' with Death Row

They try to playa hate

but they can't fade us tho'

We be mobbin' through tha neigborhood

Yeah

with that funky sound *so funky*

we be throwin' down)



This goes out to you playa

you know...you know who you are



[Chorus: repeat 3X]



Gotta be carefull, can't let tha evil of tha money trap me

So when ya see me nigga

Ya better Holla at me



[Verse One: 2Pac]



Are you confused ?

You wonder how it feels to walk a mile inside tha shoes

of a nigga who don't have a thing to loose

When me and you was homies

no one informed me it was all a scheme

You infiltrated my team and sold a niggas dreams

how could you do me like that ?

I took ya family in

I put some cash in ya pocket

made you a man again

and now you let tha fear put your ass in a place

complicated to escape

It's a fools fate

without your word

your a shell of a man

I lost respect for you nigga

we can never be friends

I know i'm runnin' through your head now

what could you do ?

If it was up to you

i'd be dead now

I let tha world know nigga you a coward

You could never be live

until you die

see tha mothafucken bitch in your eye

Type of Nigga, that let tha evil of tha money trap me

when ya see me nigga

ya better holla at me (holla at me)

can't let tha evil of tha money trap me

So when ya see me nigga

Ya better Holla at me



[Chorus: 2Pac]



(You better beware where you lay

We better not find where you stay)



So I gotta be carefull, can't let tha evil of tha money trap me

so when ya see me nigga

ya better holla at me



(You better beware where you lay

We better not find where you stay)



[Verse Two: 2Pac]



courious

spittin' lyrics

on tha verge of furious

i'm addicted to currency

nigga that's why we're doin this

I got shot up, I surprised tha niggas tha way I got up

and then

I hit the studio

It's time to blow tha block up

No hesitation

this information got you contemplatin'

heartbreakin' and eliminatin' with this conversation

break him

and let him see tha face of a mental patient

it's a celebration

of my criminal elevation

with the participation

I want members across tha fifty states

to keep tha nation anticipatin' until we break

will I be great, is it my fate ?

to live tha life of luxury

some niggas bought my tapes

so much jelousy it scares me

so be prepared

cause only tha strong survive

life isn't fair (fair)

probably never knew tha way it feels to die

so you figure fuck with me

I give that ass a try

Nigga, Holla at me



[Chorus]



(You better beware where you lay

We better not find where you stay)



(Ohhhhhh....)



[Verse Three: 2Pac]



I shoulda saw tha signs

I was blinded

criminal minds of a young black brotha doin' time

so many brothas framed in this dirty game

it's a shame

so much pressure on my brain

while she blame me

Secrets in tha dark

only her and I know

now i'm sitten' in tha state pen

doin time for slow

guess she made a bad decision

that got me livin'

just like an animal

i'm caged up in state prison

my niggas dissin'

cause

hell have no fury like a woman scorn

A cemetary full of mothafuckers got not knowin'

picture my prophecy

tha cops are attacking me, on top of me

i'm runnin' from tha coppers

but never let'em stop me

cause i'm a soulja

hell, ever since I was a little nigga havin' fantasies

of one day getting older

Niggas is paranoid

trust

a no no

love is a mystery

Fuck tha po po,

Holla at me.....

So when you see me nigga

you better holla at me....



[Chorus]



(You better beware where you lay

We better not find where you stay)



(Niggas out there jelous cuz we be bailin' with Death Row

They try to playa hate

but they can't fade us tho'

We be mobbin' through tha neigborhood

Yeah

with that funky sound (so funky)

we be throwin' down)



[Chorus]



(You better beware where you lay

We better not find where you stay)



(Ohhhhhhhh, heeeeyyy, ohhhhh nooo noooo noooooo