[2Pac]
The plan, to take command of the whole family
Though underhanded, to be the man it was planned
All my road dawgs, official mob ni***as love to act up
The first to bomb we rob n***as
I can be, lost in my own mind
To be the boss only thought's grip on chrome nines
N***as get tossed up, war scars, battlefield memories
Swore I saw the devil in my empty glass of Hennesey
Talkin to a n***a on a tight leash
Screamin "F*** the police," as I ride through the night streets
Lil' child runnin wild, toward his danger
What's the cause don't be alarmed death to all strangers
Maybe I'm a madman
A pistol grabbin n***a unleash the Sandman
Promisin merciless retaliation, nothin is colder
Close your eyes, hear the ballad of a dead soldier

Tupac Chorus:
Got one in the chamber when ever im feelin' this anger, sweat up on me, and ill be forced to let it go! so many bodies droppin' its gotta stop, I wanna help, but still im steppin', keep my weapon, must protect myself.
Got one in the chamber when ever im feelin' this anger, sweat up on me, and ill be forced to let it go! so many bodies droppin' its gotta stop, I wanna help, stay strapped watch your back and keep your eyes open.

[Eazy-E]
Now everythings good in my hood
and its on and pop and Eazy-Muthaf*****n-E
From East Side South Compton
straight givin' up the real
on how a n***a feel talk that s***
muthaf****s caps get peeled
layin' low in the cut
gettin how than a muthaf***a niggaz knows whats up
I'm that gangsta, gangsta is that what there still yellin'
n***a G to a T saggin' and bailin'
live by the gun you know what I'm sayin' Ren
"Yea"
so I guess I'll die by that muthaf***a then
so when I die n***as bury me
make sure my s*** reads Eazy-Muthaf****n-E
and it's a fact to be exact my tombstone should read:
He Put Compton On That Map
and thats how a n***a feel
when I'm givin' up Tha Muthaf****n Real

Eazy E Chorus:
Keep the gat in my lap, Cuz im fully strapped, thinkin' about these dead fools life I had to take, gonna pay back n****s who did me wrong, catch em slippin' start the clippin' and f*** em' every weekend,

Keep the gat in my lap, Cuz im fully strapped, thinkin' about these dead fools life I had to take, gonna pay back n****s who did me wrong, try and test your luck and get f*****d.

[Notorious B.I.G.]
Frank White the menacin, Chron Chron's the medicine
I got the lettuce and, you turn green like cucumber skin
Got the new, Hummer in the summer when I was a new comer
then, drugs and mac-10's
Hugs from fake friends, make ends they hate you
Be broke, girls won't date you
That's why I relate to, choke yo' ass out til your face blue
Make you, open the safe too
No matter how you call it
this brolic, alcoholic,
like his weed green'd out, like his brick solid
Distribute to, kids who, take heart like Valentine
Drink Ballentine, all the time
Slugs hit your chest tap you spine, flatline
Heard through the grapevine, you got fucked fo' times
Damn that three to nine, f****d you up for real doe
Sling steal slow, as for remorse, we feel no

Biggie Chorus:

When I put my clip in the AK I slay from far away,
everybody hit the d-e-c-k, totin' techs for rep,
smoking bloods in the projects always, shooting guns all day.

When I put my clip in the AK I slay from far away,
everybody hit the d-e-c-k, totin' techs for rep,
smoking bloods in the projects, n***** is gettin' smoked G, belive me.

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