Watch Ya Mouth Lyrics + Phone Rip

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Phone Rip
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Big Time (Original Version) Lyrics

Song: Big Time (Original Version)
Artist: Live Squad feat 2Pac
Album: The Game Of Survival
Transcribed by: Live-Squad.com
Revised by Choo


[Willie D sample]
I make big money

(Uh, yeah)
(Uh, yeah, that shit is funky you know what I'm saying?)
(Uh, yeah, ha-ha)
[Stretch]
Big Maj in the motherfucking house
Check it

Pull a card, here comes the Squad,
Sure to bomb, never lost when I've sparred,
And hard cuz I'm God!
And comes off the top
Don't they know a nigga got flavour, magic and sharp as a razor.
Bockin' when I'm walkin', always tryna take a niggaz fucking picture,
Embarassed when my lawyers gettin with ya
I'm larger than life, rather jumbo
The Thuggadon niggas got incredible dope flow
Operate smooth, cops can't find no evidence,
So I'll just laugh, look at my fucking dead presidents.
Sending me decoys with marked money frontin' yo,
What you need G? Nah, I ain't got nuttin',
I say "Give up ya gun"
Is what I tell em then I step,
wouldn't be top dog if I was one who slept
So show respect
I'm beyond that, livin' like Trump,
The only difference is a nigga's never in a slump,
Tax free is what it be G,
stacking while I'm macking,
The Squad is Big Time if you wanna be exactin',
Dealin' with keys, you see these on the mad tip.
Act like you want it and we'll have to just wreck shit.


[chorus]
I make big money (motherfucker big time)
I make big money (we living big time)
[x2]


[Verse 2: Majesty]
Niggaz livin' Big Time,
Niggaz doing mad crimes
Niggaz getting papers killing niggaz that drama dying
But that don't ??? cuz we carry big guns
And when we on the scene they get scared and start to run
But we'll just have to scoop just to keep money in our pocket
Uptown ???
Step in the club we got it going on I'm solo
Big diamond on my pinky and I'm probably ???
down and about to bring the funky sound
young gangsta thugs getting rich on the underground
And when ya ask me the time you know I flex the Rolex
Tell you the time and then I sip on the Moet
Get all psycho with the mob and then we roll up a fat spliff
Don't know why but when we high we always get a ???
Until we step to the floor and all those people be bouncin'
Feeling good ??? with the ounces
Imperial top dons, shine like royalty
So it's real easy to slide with a cutie
Steppin' out the club with a cutie that's so sexy
Give her a large ?? to my black Lexus
??? sitting sound like a road hog
Pulling out smooth leave a motherfucker's dick hard
Grab the car phone to take care of my business
Call up my people and tell them what the deal is
Sorry baby but you gotta go on the block because I can't let you near the ??? fuck up my condo
Bone it just to hit it and I feel no sorrow cuz I'm gonna do the same fucking shit tomorrow
I make big money, big lawyers,
Fuck the police they're big slime, they can't do me nothing, you know why?
Cuz I'm living real Big Time!


[Chorus]
[2Pac]

A yo, Oaktown


[2Pac]
Some say cracks the only way to get your papers
Prepare to catch the vapours,
I'm violating niggas like a rapist.
The coppers couldn't catch us with a net,
the one you love to sweat,
how crooked can a motherfucker get?
2Pacalypse Now's a real knucker,
I'm slick and quick to pick her upper,
After I fuck her then I duck her.
Young Gunz niggas got em frantic,
They just can't understand it,
We get wrecked across the planet.
Beeper goes off I hit the cellular,
Coppers wanna gat me, they can't sweat me so the hell wit cha!
You'll get the dick quick while I'm getting rich, bitch.
Tried a lunatic, I flip and do some slick shit.
Nigga, I'm like Gotti, give me body,
Rob you for your drugs then put slugs in your hottie.
(Yeah!)
And ain't nobody that can stop me,
I'm rollin' with the Squad motherfucker damn posse.
Come get your ass rolled up, I kid ya not,
this shit I got I'll have ya sewed up.
16 shots come and get mine,
Fuck you motherfuckers cause I'm finally livin' Big Time!


[Chorus]

Untouchables

feat. Bad Azz, Snoop Dogg, Edi and Yaki Kadafi


2Pac Lyrics

Westside
Un-motherfuckin-touchables with the LBC cliq, nigga
bad boy killa, untouchable
put ya guns down now nigga, we un-motherfuckin-touchable, die
westside, outlaw, thug life, mo-motherfuckin-b, lb-motherfuckin-c
what it be like, what it see like, you know

Smooth criminal individual
Suffered went to jail
Made bail
Seeing hell made me ruffer
Getting money,
Funny it seems young black teen
Triple beam dreams make him, Fiend
For crack seems,
Maybe they fuckin make a million
Bustin' from on top of the building
A victim addicted to killin
I can see it in my eye's sight
Yo what's the hostage
It's a pig that don't fly right
You die tonight
Get me high im a killa
Lyrics raise drug dealers
Turn them into motherfuckin thug niggas
LBC come and bail with me
Hang with the same niggas
Go to jail with me
Bang!
With the Outlaw click
Sick since I came out
Pull out my pistol
Aim!
Blow your brains out
Pull it,
My every word like a bullet
Hallow-point style
Murder niggas 'till they feel it
Im Untouchable!


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