Can't C Me

The blind stares

Of a million pairs of eyes

Lookin' hard but won't realize

That they will never see

The P

(You must be goin' blind)

Give me my money in stacks

And lace my bitches with 9 figures

Real niggas fingers on nickle plated 9 triggas

Must see my enemies defeated

I catch them

While they coughed up and weeded

Open fire

Now them niggas bleedin'

See me in flesh

And test

And get your chest blown

Straight out the west, don't get blown

My adversaries cry like ho's

Open and shut like doors

Is you a friend or foe ?

Nigga you ain't know ?

They got me stressed out on Death Row

I've seen money

But baby I got to gets mo'

You scream and go

'2Pac'

And I ain't stopping'

Till I'm well paid

Bails paid

Now nigga, look what hell made

Visions of cops and sirens

Niggas open fire

Buncha Thug Life niggas on the rise

Until I die

Ask me why I'm a Boss Player gettin' high

And when I'm rollin' by

Niggas Can't C Me

The stares of a million pairs of eyes

And you'll never realize

You can't C Me

Been gettin' word that these square motherfuckers with nerves

Saying they can get with us

But picture me gettin' served

My own mama say I'm thugged out

My shit be bumpin out the record store

As if it was a drug house

My lyrics bang like a Crip or Blood

Nigga what ?

It ain't nothing but a party when we thug

And there I was

A young nigga with heart

Ain't had shit to loose

Pullin' my pistol on them fools

You know the rules

D-R-E you got me heated

My words like a penitentiary dick

Hittin' bitches where it's most needed

Money and weed

Alize and Hennesse

To my Thug niggas in lock down

Witness me

Bail on these ho's in floss mode

The life of a Boss Player

Fuck what ya thought tho'

My enemies deceased

Die like a bitch

When my album hit the streets

Niggas Can't C Me

Niggas Can't C Me

The stares of a million pairs of eyes

And you'll never realize

You can't C Me

Which way did he go George

Which way did he go

Which way did he go

Which way did he go

You niggas made a mistake

You should've never put my rhymes with Dre

Them Thug niggas have arrived and it's Judgement Day

Hey Homie if ya feel me

Tell them tricks that shot me

That they missed

They ain't killed me

I can make a motherfucker shake

Rattle and roll

I'm full of liquor

Thug nigga

Quick to jab at them ho's

And I can make ya jealous niggas famous

Fuck around with 2Pac and see how good a niggas aim is

I'm just a rich motherfucker from the way

If this rappin' bring me money

Then I'm rappin' till I'm paid

I'm getten green like I'm supposed to

Nigga, I holla at these ho's

And see how many I can go through

Look to the star

And visualize my debut

Niggas know me, player

I gotta stay true

Don't be a dumb motherfucker

Because it's crazy after dark

Where the true Thug niggas see ya heart

Niggas Can't C Me