2Pac — Enemies With Me Original Version

[Intro: 2Pac] Young Thugs in this motherfucker Don't break up the fight, let 'em rumble Hahaha Don't make enemies with me I try to tell these motherfucker's they ain't see Don't make enemies with me [Verse 1: 2Pac] Some say my criminal experience is legendary I do what's necessary Niggas wanna see me buried Worried, if you comin' hurry I ain't going down fuck the world I'm a thug Tell 'em, can't nothing stop me but a slug I went from drug dealing to a shot caller From off the block, no longer rockin' Puttin' money in my pocket nationwide baller Bitch nigga I'm prepared to die, before I fry I hit the weed so I be forever high My eyes have seen so much of misery So before I flee I open fire let the lord pick the first to bleed Bitches don't wanna see me leave, forever thuggin' Tell 'em Bury Me A G on everything I love And fuck the law cause the raw niggas ain't free This picture's clear but we can't see Ha ha ha This game is jealousy, don't let 'em change ya' That's what they keep on telling me, mother fuck the fame I can't sleep cause I keep hearing peeps loaded Mossberg wrapped in my sheets Don't make enemies with me [Chorus] I try to tell these motherfucker's they ain't see Don't make enemies with me Rather fuck with these other other little Gs Don't make enemies with me, nigga I try to tell these motherfucker's they ain't see Don't make enemies with me Fuck with these other other little Gs Don't make enemies with me [Verse 2: Stretch & Majesty] You niggas got nerve to try to run up on the G A niggas so stressed, I'll kill your whole family Lay 'em down and flee The pressure's on, word is bond I'm a lunatic Loadin' my gun quick And Maj' got the extra clip When a sucker tries to trip, I got my vest on Mac-11 cocked back, knowin' we'll be pressing on Bitch niggas, and snitched niggas get whacked When the Drama like to pop off Only my brother got my fucking back So nigga don't let the fucking world know all your enemies I stay on point with my joint cause I'm getting G's And don't you niggas get no thoughts cause I be a G I'm can't be touched can't you see Don't make enemies with me [Chorus] I try to tell these motherfucker's they ain't see Don't make enemies with me Rather fuck with these other other little Gs Don't make enemies with me, nigga I try to tell these motherfucker's they ain't see Don't make enemies with me Fuck with these other other little Gs Don't make enemies with me [Verse 3: Mutah & K-Dogg] The game's getting Deeper with this I couldn't stop, I'm reminiscin' And havin' flashbacks when them niggas came up missin' Wish in my heart, these niggas they ain't have to start Now therefore they gotta sleep in dark Played the part with heart When we spark they part Runnin' silly through the park They don't really wanna start (How you wanna do?) Yo K, anyway These motherfucker's wanna play we can do it all day So I stay Sipping on my 'array to keep my head fine And I'm where? Everywhere from here to bedtime (Yeah nigga) And I squeeze when I see 'em comin' Straight gunnin' on enemies if it's really me that they wantin' Cause it ain't nothin', Y'all niggas is frontin' Do you really want it? Niggas dying tonight Don't make enemies with me [Chorus] I try to tell these motherfucker's they ain't see Don't make enemies with me Rather fuck with these other other little Gs Don't make enemies with me, nigga I try to tell these motherfucker's they ain't see Don't make enemies with me Fuck with these other other little Gs Don't make enemies with me (Verse 4: Big Malc & Young Hollywood) Check it, uh Now, in '94 Niggas get bust through the door Caught up in a flash sitting on that ass (And rarely fold) Get ready to tell 'em bout that trife shit You wanna fight? I wanna light shit, you lose your life bitch A nigga struggle too hard for what I got Hustle And doubled every fucking yard that I cop and stop Hell naw, I couldn't see it Facin' a century in the penitentiary but so be it And Jesus couldn't help me out the state Prepare for an early date To see my fate at the pearly gate But wait (No time for stallin') But death is callin' You wanna stomp on it somebody's gotta start fallin' (True, what I do from sun up) Is for a come up (Wake up with my gun up) Cause when I sleep that's when they run up (So It's time to spray like Ray And put the freeze on these fake Gs) You know how we do Don't make enemies with me Ha ha [Chorus] I try to tell these motherfucker's they ain't see Don't make enemies with me Rather fuck with these other other little Gs Don't make enemies with me, nigga I try to tell these motherfucker's they ain't see Don't make enemies with me Fuck with these other other little Gs Don't make enemies with me [Verse 5: Sh'killa] My enemies you don't want a piece of me I blow up the spot make your shit more hot My gun sprays all ways when erasing your face I make ya' one inched stacked as I whip out the Gat A victim with the frivolize anger I rip out ya' vocal cords with just a hanger (Snitch) I manage and I damage for ill behaviour I make ya' want to go see ya saviour As I'm beating down ya' wife I rip out her bogus heart and without a knife, because I'm trife And I don't think you want to fight Put ya' gun down if ya' want ya' life Don't make enemies with me [Chorus] I try to tell these motherfucker's they ain't see Don't make enemies with me Rather fuck with these other other little Gs Don't make enemies with me, nigga I try to tell these motherfucker's they ain't see Don't make enemies with me Fuck with these other other little Gs Don't make enemies with me