2Pac — Thug Passion

[Intro: 2Pac] Alright, new drink: one part Alizé, one part Cristal Thug's passion, baby, y'all know what time it is This drink is guaranteed to get the pussy wet and the dick hard Now, if you with me, pour a glass and drink with a nigga You know what I mean? I ain't tryin' to turn you all niggas into alcohols... alcoholics I'm just tryin' to turn you into motherfuckin' thugs So come and get some of this thug passion, baby [Verse 1: Kastro] Man, I could, pull like they dick would, be good until it's relevant But I'm a straight soldier that I'll roll up a nigga like it's heaven sent Trippin' over dead presidents, they got these derelicts I thought was down with this business, tryin' to clown and get a cent And so rather than stand forever, been thinkin' Drinkin' over a felony and hell of me and how it will be in hella shit People tellin' me to cool out, but they ain't feelin' me A motherfuckin' fool 'bout my fuckin' cheddar cheese And it pleases, passion of mine, thuggin' Huggin' plenty of G's and laughin' while passin' through times And all these backstabbers be watchin', just keep it plain I'ma keep it the same partner, just take it the simple game I can, pinkle with rain twinklin', diamonds and things go blinkin' Enough to hold me 'til I'm old and wrinklin' These adversaries, they gon' have to be worryin' 'Cause I'ma be illin', fulfillin' my passion 'Til I'm buryin' my thug passion [Chorus: Jewell] I heard it's the bomb And you got it goin' on Give me some of your thug passion, baby You got me drippin' wet From the way you make me sweat Give me some of your thug passion, baby, ohh [Verse 2: Napoleon] Now what if me turn this Hennessy into a robbery? The prophecy probably suddenly switch how it supposed to be And dirty money can't be evil 'cause it's fillin' up my tummy Born in a position, death collision was futuristic Twistin' riches, but there's only one way to make more So I'm standin' on the corner tryin' to hustle in the snow And my bigger bro, couldn't know But buy a .44, blastin' at playa haters wantin' more With a thug passion [Verse 3: E.D.I. Mean] Puttin' down, mashin', control by this thug's passion Unlike them other bustas pistol blastin', I'm askin' what happened To the niggas who kept it real like they claim to? That's what money and fame do, see, they ain't true Travelin' this road, my poor soul has been consolidated With all this bullshit that I done tolerated How I made it can be easily stated It's like my hardest bring the grip with the passion Left me to fuckin' greatest, load up and take shit [Break: Yaki Kadafi] Make it to some high dollar gangsta shit Jack a stack 'til we got enough bank to split [Verse 4: Storm & Jewell] Creep with me, through that immortal flow (That's right) Thug passion got you tremblin' like Death on the Row (Yeah) Make your move, so I can throw your mind a curve While I'll be blowin' up the scene, like my nigga Mr. Herb Take a toke, as your heart goes full arrest I got the bomb, so nigga, fuck the rest You need a thug to get you flowin' and let that loc see smoke Feelin' the strokes of the 9 squeeze tight and slow [Chorus: Jewell] I heard it's the bomb And you got it goin' on Give me some of your thug passion, baby You got me drippin' wet From the way you make me sweat Give me some of your thug passion, baby, ohh [Verse 5: 2Pac] They say money don't make the man, but damn, I'm makin' money Observin' you motherfuckers 'cause some of you bitches funny Say you want it, but you bullshittin' Lickin' them lips, you got me 'bout to act a fool quick Sippin' on some Alizé and Cristal Meanwhile, buy me a drink and get to winkin' at me She smiles; a nigga's full of passion, satisfaction is everlastin' "How does it feel?" What I'm askin' while I'm rubbin' on that ass "Why you laughin'?"See, I'm diggin' as if I'm curious Full blown and furious, baby, get a grip, when I be doin' this It's so physical, my attraction Driven by alcohol, beware of my reaction Baby, I'm born to ball, thugged out on Death Row You better recognize and picture what I said so Now you can feel it, it's a potion for my niggas in motion Forever blastin', bitches ain't ready for this thug passion [Chorus: Jewell & DJ Quik] I heard it's the bomb And you got it goin' on Give me some of your thug passion, baby Thug passion You got me drippin' wet From the way you make me sweat Give me some of your thug passion, baby, ohh Thug passion I heard it's the bomb And you got it goin' on Give me some of your thug passion, baby Thug passion You got me drippin' wet From the way you make me sweat Give me some of your thug passion, baby, ohh Thug passion I heard it's the bomb And you got it goin' on Give me some of your thug passion, baby You got me drippin' wet From the way you make me sweat Give me some of your thug passion, baby, ohh I heard it's the bomb And you got it goin' on Give me some of your thug passion, baby You got me drippin' wet From the way you make me sweat Give me some of your thug passion, baby, ohh