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Versuri 2pac High Speed

I speak for all my niggaz livin' in the rush 
Slow it down just a notch, baby 
It's goin' be alright, it's goin' be alright 
 
Life in high speed 
Fuck the punishment, tie weed 
I gonna buy me a gun 
Fuck doin' time 
 
I live life high speed, sightly disillusioned by weed 
I breed thug muthafuckas even worse than me 
When I bleed, my enemies best to flee quickly on me 
My army, niggaz deceive swiftly 
 
Look at you, now, why you wanna hang out? 
I pull the hammer back 
Strike wit' a cannon and blow your muthafuckin' back out 
They blast but I'm still standin' slightly scarred deep 
 
Questions for the Lord, why He don't like me? 
Guard my soul though my life was hard with no remorse 
I absorb bomb, less it's without protection for the boss 
Rollin' in my double, raw, rugged, and ruthless 
 
Keep a vest through these hard times, knowin' it's useless 
And my crew, who could should be mistaken for Jews 
We all about our past, blast if he break the rules 
Fools done snitched for the D.A., be heaven sent 
 
Switched like a stone bitch, turned straight severed then, why? 
Then they wonder why niggaz die 
Put your family in danger just to get high 
Now, what the hell can we get from jail? 
 
More tricks for the crime rate, this is hell 
Bail out, a thug nigga fresh out the jail house 
Open your safe count and take all your mail out 
Whatever happens happens, whoever falls, dies 
 
We fresh out of time, livin' blind so we all ride 
In times like these, chronic and tie weed 
Puffin' through these high speed and people say 
 
Whatcha gonna do when you get outta jail? 
I'm gonna buy me a gun then what's next? 
Food and sex, house parties in the projects 
We goin' all night 
 
Whatcha gonna do when you get outta jail? 
I'm gonna buy me a gun then what's next? 
Food and sex, house parties in the projects 
We goin' all night 
 
Verbal assassin, I hit the corner fast, blastin' 
I plan to stretch your chest plate back like elastic 
No need to push me to slippin' I love beef, like pussy and pistols 
For all you pussies that's soft as tissue 
 
I ride plottin' like the fall guy out the roof 
Bustin' at you wise guy, gettin' high, sippin' hundred proof 
Gettin' your neck joints low to verdict wit' mine 
Get that ass attacked, murdered and robbed, blind from behind 
 
Grab your shots', callin', catchin' niggaz while they stormin' 
Kickin' his door in 
And get your whole fuckin' family a' mournin' 
Plus all you itchy bitchy types can't touch me 
Frontin' like your hard 
I'll play your fuckin' yard like a trussel 
 
Whatcha gonna do when you get outta jail? 
I'm gonna buy me a gun then what's next? 
Food and sex, house parties in the projects 
We goin' all night 
 
Whatcha gonna do when you get outta jail? 
I'm gonna buy me a gun then what's next? 
Food and sex, house parties in the projects 
We goin' all night 
 
At times, I look through times with so much anger 
Wonderin' why it keeps on passin' bringin' me the danger 
No signal, hard time is a good one at times I'm amazed 
Now what the muthafuck a hood done? What we do to get paid 
 
All day, for the almighty, dollar, don't even bother to holla 
We all destined to be swallowed by the same thing we lust for 
Threw away our morals in bags of dust 
More niggaz is dying tomorrow 
 
We, bet on all time, nigga, the clocks tickin' 
Approachin' is the day you only know your glocks spittin' 
Cops sittin', politicians passin' laws you ain't knowin' 
Soon that money goin' be illegal when you got it 
 
Keep your dough up 
But I ain't goin' tell you, what? To stop chasin' paper 
Man, I'm just like y'all, I worry 'bout that shit later 
Put the metal to the pedal, slash up nigga, blaze 
Let's get blowed out high speed til the end of my days 
Now, my people say 
 
Whatcha gonna do when you get outta jail? 
I'm gonna buy me a gun then what's next? 
Food and sex, house parties in the projects 
We goin' all night 
 
Whatcha gonna do when you get outta jail? 
I'm gonna buy me a gun then what's next? 
Food and sex, house parties in the projects 
We goin' all night 
 
Whatcha gonna do when you get outta jail? 
I'm gonna buy me a gun then what's next? 
Food and sex, house parties in the projects 
We goin' all night 
 
Whatcha gonna do when you get outta jail? 
I'm gonna buy me a gun then what's next? 
Food and sex, house parties in the projects 
We goin' all night 
 
Whatcha gonna do when you get outta jail? 
I'm gonna buy me a gun then what's next? 
Food and sex, house parties in the projects 
We goin' all night 
 
High speed 
(We goin' all night) 
Life of an outlaw, ghetto stars 
(We goin' all night) 
Yes, I'm gonna buy me a gun 
 
Whatcha gonna do when you get outta jail? 
(I'm gonna buy me a gun) 
For my niggaz on the Westside and the Eastside 
And the Northside and the Southside 
(I'm gonna buy me a gun) 
 
(Whatcha gonna do when you get outta jail?) 
From Compton to Jersey 
(I'm gonna buy me a gun) 
Gettin' it real hard, niggaz in Michigan 
(M.O.B, nigga, M.O.B) 
From Atlanta, Georgia to Utah 
 
(Whatcha gonna do when you get outta jail?) 
From St. Louis to Alabama 
(I'm gonna buy me a gun) 
From Mississippi to Oakland 
From San Francisco to San Diego 
Seattle to Florida 
 
(Whatcha gonna do when you get outta jail?) 
Maine to Mass 
(I'm gonna buy me a gun) 
Food and sex 
(Whatcha gonna do when you get outta jail?) 
And it don't stop and it won't quit 
(I'm gonna buy me a gun) 
 
And it don't stop and it won't quit 
And it don't stop and it won't quit 
(I'm gonna buy me a gun) 
Then what's next? 
Food and sex, house parties in the projects 
We goin' all night, high speed 
 
And it don't stop and it won't quit 
(We goin' all night) 
And it don't stop and it won't quit 
(We goin' all night) 
And it don't stop and it won't quit 
(We goin' all night) 
 
And it don't stop and it won't quit 
(I'm gonna buy me a gun) 
And it don't stop and it won't quit 
(I'm gonna buy me a gun) 
And it don't stop and it won't quit 
And it don't stop and it won't quit 
Outlawz with that rough shit, baby 
 
Learn about it 
Pac, you goin' rap?
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