2Pac & Biggie - Psychos (Lyrics)

Tupac. Greatest Rapper of all time. Respect. Follow us on twitter for more quality videos. Lyrics to Psychos (feat. Notorious .) When I get dusted, I like to spread the blood like mustard Trust it, my hardcore rain leaves you rusted Move over Lucifer, I’m more ruthless, huh Leave your toothless, you’ll kibbitz, I’ll flip it Tears don’t affect me, I hit ’em with the tech G Disrespect me - my potency is deadly I’m shootin babies, no ifs ands or maybes Hit mummy in the tummy if the hooker plays a dummy Slit the wrist of little sis After she sucked the dick, I stabbed her brother with the icepick because he wanted me to fuck him from the back but Smalls don’t get down like that Sick, Thicker than most of these tricks I got my mind on makin money but you stuck on these fake bitches I stay blunted, And never fronted and I doubt if I do Cause if I do, Then I get beat up by my fuckin crew A real nigga, Since you figure that you ready to box You catchin knots from my nigga Freddie Foxxx And I, You really don’t want none from Pac Cause I’ll be strapped wit a glock And throw thangs like I’m born to box I’ll hit this motherfuckin gin then I’ll be all in Hell yeah, Young niggaz straight ballin And everybody wants to see if I’m a g weighin 185 And I’m high ’til I fuckin die refrain: OHH! I had you yellin out when I backed a 30/30 Rifle OHH! Too late for niggaz to get religious and start readin they Bible OHH! See you can yell like other niggaz, your pickin a dirty psycho OHH! See you should make peace instead of makin me become a psycho Walkin thru tha cemetary, talkin to my homies that was buried, say my enemies wanna see me dead I ain’t worried, forgive me please give me shelter calm my fears, lifted my head from my hand that’ll ball me tears, I see bodies gettin splashed with acid, 2 shots ring from the plasted guy wrapped in plastic, bury tha bastard, time to notify, his .. ain’t nothin left to be identify, evacuate the crime scene fast, why? i heard the feds have a warrent fo my ass, fly i won’t touch down till i see tijauna, setup a shop sellin them crooked cops marijuana, label me a success,i made tha switch, retired from the life that neva gave me shit, but cash that i couldn’t spend, countless cars and adict fo a wife, tmy life as a ghetto star refrain: OHH! I had you yellin out when I backed a 30/30 Rifle OHH! Too late for niggaz to get religious and start readin they Bible OHH! See you can yell like other niggaz, your pickin a dirty psycho OHH! See you should make peace instead of makin me become a psycho Just holla my name And witness game official Niggas is so shame They stare stiff like scared bitches While I remain inside a paradox Gone my block Though gun shots is promised to me when will I stop I hit the weed And hope to god I can fly high Witness my enemies Die when I ride by They shouldn’ta tried me Send they bodies to they parents up north With they faces they wrists and they nuts cut off Fuck em all what I scream as I dream in tons, Fuck a trick, get me rich n the bitches’ll come, bust ma gun make em all scatta, bullets to my nuts only made my balls fatta, eat her dead neva that, When we smoke spliffs, we pack four-fifths Just in case dread wanna riff He get a free lift to the cemetary, rough very Not your ordinary, we watch you get buried That’s a real nigga for ya Get mad do a quarter flip the script, and rip your lawyer Spit at the D.A. cause fuck what she say She don’t give a fuck about your ass anyway OHH! I had you yellin out when I backed a 30/30 Rifle OHH! Too late for niggaz to get religious and start readin they Bible OHH! See you can yell like other niggaz, your pickin a dirty psycho OHH! See you should make peace instead of makin me become a psycho More lyrics: All about 2pac: Good Quality Music