2Pac – Let’s Get It On ft Heavy D, The Notorious B.I.G., Grand Puba & Spunk Bigga

Tupac Shakur collides with Heavy D, The Notorious B.I.G., Grand Puba and Spunk Bigga to create this song titled “Let’s Get It On”.

This intriguing record which appeared as Track 22 on his top charting album project called “Strictly 4 My N.I.G.G.A.Z…” was officially released on 16 February 1993.

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LYRICS

Yeah, this is, uh, ha, an untouchable funk

You know what I’m sayin’?

This is for all the players and playettes

Wherever you at, you dig?

I’m talkin’ about from this side to that side

East side, west side, your side, my side

It’s all about being funky, man, ha-ha

Ayo, give me that microphone

It’s Heavy D, the baritone and I’m home alone

Dig it, and I’m always stayin’ freshly dipped on 125th

Where the dogs bark and the dreadlock be sparkin’ spliff

Okay, okay, okay, okay, it’s Heavy D again

Hallelujah, I’m on your TV screen again

You see me on your MTV and on your BET

And on your local focal point video show

Nigga, this how it flow so fly like an eagle

No sequels, no weed

But I get love from all the thugs ’cause they still my people

I’m dynamic, punks panic when they see me

They get all shook up

When my mic’s hooked up

Let’s get it on

Untouchables at your door (Let’s get it on)

All you whack rappers hit the floor

Untouchables at your door (Let’s get it on)

All you whack rappers hit the floor

How shall I plead? Forever thuggin’ on a quest to get Gs

Running from enemies ever since the days of a seed

I’m under pressure, the stress will have me drinkin’

Thinkin’ niggas after me, much too paranoid to blink

Wonder why the police don’t wanna see me stackin’ Gs

They after a player but I won’t let ’em capture me

I gotta thank the Lord for the weed and the nicotine

I can’t sleep, close my eyes and see wicked things

I keep my pistol by my bedside, one in the chamber

Preoccupied with homicide, my life’s in danger

Rollin’ down the 405, beware of strangers

Hand on my .45, that’s what the fame does

I’m probably wrong but I’ll never know until I’m gone

From out the gutter where the jealous motherfuckers roam

Pass the weed, let that Hennessy get to me

Before the penitentiary, let’s get it on

Untouchables at your door (Let’s get it on)

All you whack rappers hit the floor (Yeah)

Untouchables at your door (Let’s get it on)

All you whack rappers hit the floor

I thought you knew I stay true to this rhyme thing I do

I have all the honey’s saying, “Go Pu’!”

I flip a style from the projects building 70, apartment 6C

I turn food stamps to green stamps, rough power amps

And sold weed under corner lamps

But now I’m just microphone-talking

So when you see my ass have my cash or just keep walking

Niggas got more game than Genesis

Seen a movie made in LA, now everybody menaces

But them youth don’t trouble we

Because they fall victim to what they see, hey

I keeps it “Reel To Reel”, like my last album title song

But I understand, it takes a year for niggas to catch on

Hit ’em in the head, dawg, so let’s get it on, yeah

Split the dutches, fill it with the skunk

We about to get wicked in the joint, uh

Notorious is glorious (Uh)

Niggas know who’s the mind-blower

The weed’s grower, have you seeing doubles like Noah (Uh)

The rhyme flower B.I.G., top-notch

With the Glock, check your pockets and your sockets (Uh, yeah)

It’s just the way my pops taught me

When you throw the drop, check ’em thoroughly

The bastard might spin around and try to bury me

And dead niggas don’t make no moves

When I’m slinging in the hood, I don’t fake no moves

Aight?

Reminiscing on my swinger days (Uh-huh)

When I drove a Caddy and my bitch sported finger waves (Oh)

Yeah, she had the Gucci boots

I had Cerruti suits

Oshkosh-begosh, Coca-Cola, lookin’ real cute

Junior M.A.F.I.A. representing Bucktown

MAC-11 cocked back, niggas better duck down

Face down, you know the routine, the cream, earrings (Uh)

You know the drama Biggie bring

Let’s get it on

Untouchables at your door (Let’s get it on)

All you whack rappers hit the floor

Untouchables at your door (Let’s get it on)

All you whack rappers hit the floor