2Pac - Um Dumpin (Dihnjo Remix) | Текст песни

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[Chorus Tupac]

I'm dumpin'
Empty my gun it's time to run
Cuz here come the cops
I'll be duckin' em' for blocks
Nigga I'm dumpin'
Empty my clip forever bustin'
Eastcoast nigga rushin'
Muthafucka i'll be dumpin'

[Verse 1 Scarlo]

One bold bitch ready to go for broke
Hittin' up you mark's with my muthafuckin 4
I'm comin' up out the Hillside so I'm ready for the static
And niggaz on my team it's the 4 flash automatic
Puttin' all you hoes in your muthafuckin' place
A bitch named Scarlo is steppin' up in yo face
I'm dustin' off you chumps with the 44 slug
And livin' up on the lights
Punk I'm ready to pull your plug
So niggaz you wanna jump you gotta jump a little higher
Scarlo nigga the Miss messiah
So bitch you better get a grip of games
You fuckin' with the Hillside, mental insane
Point no return and now my life is on the edge
But livin' in my misery I'm fucked up in the head
Use to call me up and tell me 'So
I gotta do a mission on my ass I gotta go
Cuz you can run hide
But I'm gonna catch ya when tryna escape
You know my get won't let ya run, hide
But I'm gonna get ya when tryna escape
You know my gat won't let ya
West Side for life
Bitch!

[Chorus Tupac]

Label em' my enemies I'm Dumpin'
Look out young niggaz cuz it's time to dump
I'm verse teir
Muthafuckers the type of rhymes we warrent
Niggaz got me in there sight
Now I'm runnin' for my life
Tell what's that Westside like!

[Verse 2 Tupac]

Murderous mind state
Can't keep my nine straight
Sippin' on this Hennessey waitin' for the time to break
Show up and muthafuckers bow down recognize
Westside, Death Row, Outlaw Rydaz
Untouchable mob of pistol packers
Well known fellas labelled for drugs sellin' merciless jackers
Forever buzzed roll with thugs and doggs
Commence to lettin' off rounds
Then escape in the fog
Who want to see me solo
Catch Makaveli while he's sleepin'
My Mini fourteen murderin' niggaz while they creepin'
Duck uh you ass out
Drink to you pass out
Ain't scared to die
Drunk drivin' in my glass house
Niggaz is under me...
They bitches come to me
They heard the stories nigga now they want to really see
Bomb first my motto
It's fully guaranteed
Niggaz is playa haters Label em' my enemies I'm Dumpin'

[Chorus Tupac]

Label em' my enemies I'm Dumpin'
Look out young niggaz cuz it's time to dump
I'm verse teir
Muthafuckers the type of rhymes we warrent
Niggaz got me in there sight
Now I'm runnin' for my life
Tell what's that Westside like!

[Verse 3 Kurupt]

I'm all about the paper chase
Cause the paper makes life so great
Plus haste makes waste
And I gots the whole spot locked down I concoct styles
Catch me rollin all the fuck around with the top down
Nigga menace with a microphone, most murder masher
Verbal disaster create a thirty-eight stash em'
In The Inner Zone where the Hell raiser roams
There's no place like home, Tec-9's and chromes
Gots the heater sequence for the heat to disperse
Just in case worse come to worse I dumps first
The pump cause curse, it's the curse of the pump
The one to dump last is the first to get slumped
It's the mental temptation, mental assassination
My heart skips a beat for the heat sensation
I'm death defying bitches lying sayin, 'I ain't cute'
Now she wants an autograph, bitch, I ain't Snoop

[Chorus Tupac]

I'm dumpin'
Empty my gun it's time to run
Cuz here come the cops
I'll be duckin&#