DJ Chop Up - 2Pac, Outlawz, Bone Thugz - Gun 'Em Down lyrics

[Intro: 2Pac] Steady formation, my motherf**ing real troopers Let's do it like soldiers All in together now No retreat, no surrender d**h before dishonor, motherf**er! Do it now! [Verse 1: Krayzie Bone] I'm as sharp as a dagger And that's a factor So back up before I stab ya, make you stagger then I swagger To the back of my black truck Grab the Pom-Pom Gonna put my back to the wall Now I'm blasting at y'all We finna get up in your a** with the 'Lawz Can we hear you say, "Outlaw, and Bone Thugz" in kahoots On the loose Running through So ba-da salute That's the sh**, with the cape like a shotgun And a n***a piss, be a b**h when they holler! You ain't no battler n***a 'Cause we'll rattle you quicker Splatter your testicles Reload and shatter your kidneys Rather intensely, now your chest will stay alive It's getting dimmer Disturbing your flesh The slug in your chest And let it simmer We know you're about to die Because your eyes looking glimmer When you drown in your own blood You should've been a swimmer The last n***a loc'in', barrel-smoking I'm the winner ni**a it's whoever wanna come f** crazy k**ers For realla, the murder mangler Strangler, dangerous aiming at your motherf**ing cranium Staining 'em, n***as won't represent, I bet they feeling like pain I just don't like rain, blaze, when I bring the pain Running up on us? Na-da, we're deadly as Terracotta More potent than marijuana Poisonous like Belladonna Drama When I pick my 9 up It's consequences and repercussions k** em all, flat out We came to draw blood n***a [Hook x4:] Runnin' em Gunnin' em Outlawz, we runnin' em Runnin' em Gunnin' em Bone Thugz, we gunnin' em [Verse 2: 2Pac] Throw yo guns up! Suppress the revolution of premeditated scheme Introduce a drug called crack to us ghetto teens Got a law for raw n***as, now, playa what it be like? When will n***as see they got us bleedin' with three strikes Can't seem to focus hopeless, with violent thoughts I wrote this Got these Devils petrified, hidin' from my hocus-pocus And so I learned to earn my currency and over time Affiliated, clearly click a military mind May God forgive us though we dwell inside a paradox Thugged out and drug dealin', from the womb to the block My live mind got me survivin' five rounds My forty-five got me fortified with live rounds When sh**'s thick we plot hits, when our Glock spits All hail, out on bail, wrath of 2Pacalypse Forever ghetto necessary picture food stamps Outlaw Thug n***as never left the boot camp Outlaw! [Hook x4:] Runnin' em Gunnin' em Outlawz, we runnin' em Runnin' em Gunnin' em Bone Thugz, we gunnin' em [Verse 3: Young Noble] Young Noble, I'm calm and casual Bomb like the Arabs do, the end be tragical I still rap nasty-new, the revolution coming What you gonna be shooting, or running? My crew was trained for gunnin', soldier state your name and number Thug brothers, got more of these motherf**ers Bone Thugz, Outlawz, we running you motherf**ers In the memory of Makaveli and Eazy Real n***as don't die, little homie believe me Meet me at the crossroads, don't cross; no We never on floss-mode Still saying "f** the po-pos" We making history With a cult following You'd rather see me on the block, still colt-swallowing Everybody wanna be thug But don't nobody wanna feel those slugs But they don't get that love You young punks can't handle the truth It's a man in the booth Thug brothers, co*k & shoot! [Hook x4:] Runnin' em Gunnin' em Outlawz, we runnin' em Runnin' em Gunnin' em Bone Thugz, we gunnin' em [Outro: 2Pac] Throw yo guns up! All you n***as out there Take those guns you using to shoot each-other And start shooting these b**h-a** motherf**ing police That'll impress a motherf**ing n***a like me Those crooked motherf**ers 'Cause these police getting way too motherf**ing out of line