2Pac - Holla At Me

Niggas out there jealous cause we be bailin' with Death Row They try to playa hate But they can't fade us tho' We be mobbin' through the neigborhood, yeah With that funky sound *So funky* We be throwin' down This goes out to you playa You know, you know who you are Gotta be carefull, can't let the evil of the money trap me So when ya see me nigga, ya better holla at me Gotta be carefull, can't let the evil of the money trap me So when ya see me nigga, ya better holla at me Gotta be carefull, can't let the evil of the money trap me So when ya see me nigga, ya better holla at me Are you confused? You wonder how it feels to walk a mile inside the shoes Of a nigga who don't have a thing to lose When me and you was homies No one informed me it was all a scheme You infiltrated my team and sold a nigga's dreams How could you do me like that? I took ya family in I put some cash in ya pocket Made you a man again And now you let the fear put your ass in a place Complicated to escape It's a fool's fate Without your word You're a shell of a man I lost respect for ya, nigga We can never be friends I know I'm runnin' through your head now What could you do? If it was up to you I'd be dead now I let the world know, nigga, you a coward Ya could never be live Until you die See the motherfuckin' bitch in your eye Type of nigga, that let the evil of the money trap me When ya see me, nigga, ya better holla at me (holla at me) Gotta be ready, don't let the evil of the money trap me So when you see me, nigga, you better holla at me (You better beware where you lay We better not find where you stay) So I gotta be careful, can't let the evil of the money trap me So when ya see me, nigga, ya better holla at me (You better beware where you lay We better not find where you stay) Curious Spittin' lyrics On tha verge of furious I'm addicted to currency Nigga that's why we're doin this I got shot up, I surprised tha niggas tha way I got up And then I hit the studio It's time to blow tha block up No hesitation This information got you contemplatin' Heartbreakin' and eliminatin' with this conversation Break him And let him see tha face of a mental patient It's a celebration Of my criminal elevation With the participation I want members across tha fifty states To keep tha nation anticipatin' until we break Will I be great, is it my fate? To live tha life of luxury Some niggas bought my tapes So much jealousy it scares me So be prepared Cause only tha strong survive Life isn't fair (fair) Probably never knew tha way it feels to die So you figure fuck with me I give that ass a try Nigga, Holla at me Gotta be careful, can't let the evil of the money trap me So when ya see me, nigga, ya better holla at me (You better beware where you lay We better not find where you stay) Now I gotta be careful, can't let the evil of the money trap me So when ya see me, nigga, ya better holla at me (You better beware where you lay We better not find where you stay) I should've saw the signs I was blinded Criminal minds of a young black brotha doin' time So many brothas framed in this dirty game It's a shame So much pressure on my brain While she blame me Secrets in tha dark Only her and I know Now I'm sittin' in tha state pen Doin time slow Guess she made a bad decision That got me livin' Just like an animal I'm caged up in state prison My niggas dissin' Cause Hell have no fury like a woman's scorn A cemetary full of motherfuckers not knowin' Picture my prophecy Tha cops are attacking me, on top of me I'm runnin' from tha coppers But never let'em stop me Cause I'm a soulja Hell, ever since I was a little nigga havin' fantasies Of one day getting older Niggas is paranoid Trust A no no Love is a mystery Fuck tha po po Holla at me... So when you see me nigga You better holla at me... (You better beware where you lay We better not find where you stay) Gotta be careful, can't let the evil of the money trap me So when ya see me, nigga, ya better holla at me (You better beware where you lay We better not find where you stay) A nigga gotta be careful, can't let the evil of the money trap me So when ya see me, nigga, ya better holla at me (You better beware where you lay We better not find where you stay) Niggas out there jealous cause we be bailin' with Death Row They try to playa hate But they can't fade us tho' We be mobbin' through the neigborhood, yeah With that funky sound *So funky* We be throwin' down