Initiated/Thug Pound

Lyrics

[Intro: 2Pac] Live in this motherfucker Thug Pound, bitch Kurupt Daz Makaveli E.D.I. Kastro Hussein You know, bitch, the whole motherfuckin' clique We gon' hit your ass up You know where we comin' from Death Row, bitch, hahaha Ayo, Kurupt, you first to blast, nigga And you know how we do it on the Westside, nigga Ridin', ride on What, bitch? We ballin', huh For real For real [Verse 1: Kurupt] For real, I got a cartridge of blue steel Cowards hit the panic button, thinkin' that it was what it wasn't (Uh-huh) Shit's hectic, the bomb Vietnam rhyme don With the semi-auto, fracture your torso to your spine The back cracker, smack you with my verbals and graphic grammar My verbal murder stretch from Alaska to Alabama Get touched by my Arm & Hammer all across the planet Niggas crumble like granite from Tahiti to the Mid-Atlantic (Uh-huh) Probable cause to get hit (Hit), shit (Shit) Niggas best get physically and mentally fit (Fit) Show your ho, I ignore her For real, and I can tell, on the DL, I got an indecent proposal for her (Bitch) Mashin' in the Ford Explorer, hellhound holds the horror Escape from the Box of Pandora with somethin' for ya Get rocked by my midnight Glock Sniper through sound, vocal viper to invade the block Fuckin' bitch paid the price of a snitch, the Nicky Scarfo Comin' through to bust death spreads through camps like Parvo Young Gotti, Kurupt SC with the dope and the green weed Indeed, I'm out to get high and supply what you need Mr. Postman, comin' through with all the mail What you need? I got for sale on the stairwell to hell [Interlude] Ayy Get your hand out my pocket, nigga [Verse 2: Hussein Fatal] I wake up sparkin' and get wild when the streets darken And plague drinkin' kegs 'til y'all niggas beg pardon You labeled Pah nerdy, just know I do this job dirty Like Donna Karan New York, call it Fatal Dogg New Jersey Niggas ain't seen time, I travel courts and dream crime My room like the million-dollar bill folded with green blinds Pages of hundreds for shams I run that hole in quickies Dollar bills is Nintendos, the windows is folded fifties Y'all old cops lost it, drinkin' the scotch coughless I don't like movies, so I hit up the Box Office You the softest, I'm takin' your honeys, they Telly pieces Wearin' my fuckin' dick around they neck like Kelly leashes My boys and me is poison, we don't get along equal Fight each other like brothers, it's all good, we strong people More strain on the brain and the pain I deal with Ill with nasty niggas, my whole crew on some real shit For real, bitch, the steel clique, I bill with menaces Your number-one nemesis, pal graphical like Genesis [Interlude: 2Pac] Stupid motherfuckers Outlaw Immortals, bitch Dogg Pound, Thug Life, you know how we fuckin' do this shit You stupid motherfuckers, don't get chills, man [Verse 3: 2Pac] Now, take a look inside my mind That pen' time made me wise and still I rise 'Cause my ambitions as a rider like landmines Lyrics turn niggas into smithereens Music so lethal, turn coliseums to murder scenes I'm Makaveli the Don, that's what they tell me I'm armed, I'm droppin' niggas like bombs, get in that ass like a thong Picture a felon in your presence Takin' busters back to the essence Tellin' my people peep my lethal message Visions of me gettin' money got me in mash mode Murderous motives for niggas stoppin' my cash flow You can't fight it, nigga, let go Witness the sound, made your bitch ass bow down to Death Row Mama, these niggas got me fightin' these three strikes Showin' up in court, fuck what you thought, it's street Nikes I put the game down first, put my niggas up on it Now we Amerikaz Most Wanted, feel me? [Verse 4: Kastro] Since my only fear of death is mama cryin' for help And OG daddy wanna ride when I know he ain't got shit else Since I'm his only soldier Nobody else gonna roll for me and I know Without the Row and Immortal Outlaw (Yo, K), I'll be forgotten for sure Plus this Thug Life, it got me livin' Initiated player-hated without givin' A single fuck Why they jinglin', baby, all on my nuts? I be singlin', fingerin' bitches to fuck [Chorus: 2Pac] Bitches is wild, niggas is lame I hung around with real niggas, got exposed to the game Motherfuckers actin' crazy, busted me in the jaw Initiated as an Outlaw, hahahaha [Interlude] Yeah, motherfucker [Verse 5: Daz Dillinger] Now, a mission ain't a mission if nobody rides And a mission ain't a mission if nobody dies And a mission ain't complete if the enemy don't sleep Enemies rest in peace, deceased fuckin' with me (Niggas is wild) I gotta accomplish the goal, I'm out seekin' gold Dispose the strap, gotta let off because I'm rough and raw Never fell to my knees for shit, 'cause I demand shit With Diz-Daz Dillinger drillin' you for your shit On the streets for the sixth time, in and out for the crime My ranked crimes add up in food stamp, dollars, and dimes I'm slippin', slidin', fucked up, nigga, what up? In the cut, flossin' like a motherfucker, what up? Beside LB, now tell me where you comin' from? That ain't where I see thangs, and nigga, what's the outcome? [Verse 6: E.D.I. Mean] For so many days, and so many ways We've been duckin' strays they delivers But still, we some Bad Boy killers for the scrillas I dump in you niggas' livers, then watch your body shiver And your mama quiver from the way you just got lit up Hit up the West Side on my way out (West Side) Y'all whole crew should've knew it was on from Makaveli's first day out Now y'all gettin' played out And laid out for public display On this day, y'all niggas is history 'Cause the whole crew is bitches to me, listen to me E.D.I., not many of y'all can see me 'Cause I attack that ass like AIDS attacked Eazy, believe me 'Cause although now, I'm just a young stolder I'm soon to be a gun holder Initiated to the clique with a left to my lip, now the fuss over