2Pac – Strictly 4 My N.I.G.G.A.Z ft Pacific Heights

Strictly 4 My N.I.G.G.A.Z is a wonderful and intriguing record created by a talented rapper, Tupac Shakur featuring Pacific Heights.

This intriguing record which appeared as Track 12 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

[2Pac speaking: ]

Yo, law!

Is it cool if a nigga just get fucked up for this one?

Yeah! Mr. Fuck-a-Cop is back

And I still don’t give a fuck, yaknahmsayin’?

Puffin’ on this indo

In the studio with my partners out here

Pacific Heights in the house, know what I mean

I was framed, so don’t make the same mistake, nigga

You gotta learn how to shake the snakes, nigga

Cause the police love to break a nigga

Send ’em upstate cause they straight-up hate the niggas

So what I do is get a crew of zoo niggas

Straight fools into rules and do niggas

And one-time had enough of me

I’m still raw so the law can’t fuck with me

They wanna send me to the pen, punk, picture that

I stay strapped, motherfuckers better get your gat

It ain’t easy bein’ me, I can’t take it

Life as a celebrity ain’t everything they make it

And ever since the movies these hoes try to do me

If they can’t screw me, they find a way to sue me

Now can you picture me coolin’ at a night club?

Nothin’ but love, but motherfuckers wanna mean mug

Since I wear a lot of gold, they plot

Don’t know what I got and get shot with the hot ones

And, aw yeah, I wanna feel guilty

But you punk motherfuckers tried to milk me

You’ll get smacked behind the hill with my phone on my pager

It’s beepin’ while I cut you with my razor

I’m not violent, I’m petrified and nervous

I got no mercy for these niggas tryin’ to serve us

But if you catch me outta pocket, then I’m got

You love to shoot a nigga but you scared to pop a cop

Now drop it

Strictly for my – strictly for my – strictly for my niggas [3x]

Strictly for my niggas, makin’ G’s

Reflected and disrespected, plus I’m rejected

You’re just another rapper, who swears he’s makin’ records

That’s what they said – whenever I would walk by

I never tripped though – always kept my head up high

Eventually I knew, that I would find my way

After the darkest night always comes a brighter day

And some would say, that turned away is all you’ll get

I just said “Bet!,” and never let ’em see me sweat

Cause in the end, I knew that I would have it all

While non-believers were prayin’ for my downfall

And some would call and tell me that they wish me well

But in my heart, I’m knowin’ that they wish me hell

Yo, get a real job, rappin’ doesn’t pay the rent

I hit the studio, cause that’s where all my money went

Never surrender, it’s all about the faith you’ve got

Don’t ever stop, just push it til you hit the top

And if you drop, at least you know you gave your all

Be true to you, and that way you can never fall

But beware, these backstabbers ain’t no joke

Just like a rope, they hang on you until you’re broke

And when you’re broke, they move onto the next dope

And there you are, can’t even pay your car, nope

And when you reminisce, thinkin’ how you got dissed

Remember how it felt and then remember this

Be true to you, believe that there’s no one bigger

Cause they can all suck dick – it’s strictly for my niggas

Strictly for my – strictly for my – strictly for my niggas [3x]

This is for the critics if you live up

Pick up my shit or I’ll be back doin’ stick-ups

I better see five stars next to my picture

If not, 2Pac will cop the Glock and come knockin’ to get ‘cha

I told you once, motherfucker, I’m a nut

Play me like a butt and you’ll be bleedin’ when you’re fucked

Niggas know what’s up but they be tryin’ to hold me down

I’m comin’ outta Oaktown, bitch fuck around

And it ain’t where you from that makes you hardcore

Nigga it’s the way you throw them thangs in the war

And to the marks that be talkin’ all that shit

Screamin’ out the next nigga’s name like a bitch

And the niggas that I ran into recently

The motherfuckers at the club that pulled the piece on me

You little bitches shoulda pulled the fuckin’ trigga

Now you live in fear of a heartless-ass nigga

Mr. Troublesome; niggas tried to play me with the gat

But like Terminator, nigga, I’ll be back

Yeah! And I’ll be back with a fuckin’ army

You tried to harm me – ring the alarm, G

Cause most motherfuckers love to act up

Without they backup

When they get jacked up they crack up

It’s strictly for my niggas at the show

So they know, not to play me like a ho

Strictly for my…

Strictly for my – strictly for my – strictly for my niggas [3x]