2 of America’s Most Wanted Songtext
von 2Pac

Up out of there
Ain′t Nothin' but A Gangsta Party

Ahh shit
You′ve done fucked up now
You done put 2 of Amerikaz most wanted in the same muthafuckin' place
At the same muthafuckin' time
Ya′ll niggas about to feel this
Break out the champange glasses and muthafuckin′ condoms
Have one on us aight

Picture Perfect
I paint a perfect picture
Bombin' hooties with percision
Mind intensions to get with ya
With the S-N double-O-P dogg
To help my fuckin′ homie
You's a cold ass nigga on them all


Sure enough I keep my hand on my gun
Cause they got me on the run
Now I am back in the court room waitin′ on the outcome
Free Tupac is all that's on a niggas mind
But at the same time
It seem they tryin′ to take mine
So I am get smart and get the best of this shit
And put together a million march plus some gangsta shit

So now they got us laced
Two multi millionaire muthafuckas catchin' cases
Bitches get ready for the throw down
The shits about to go down
Uhh, me and Snoop about to clown
I am losin' my religion
I am vicious on these stool pigeons
You might be deep in this game
But you got some rules missin′
Niggas be actin like we savage
See i′m a get the cabbage
I got nutin' but love for my niggas livin′ lavish


I got a pet named P she niggarino
I got a house out in the Hills right next to Chino
And I think I got a Black Beama'
But my dream is to own a fly casino
Like Bugsy Segal, and do it all illegal
And get scooped up, by the little homie in a Regal
Uhh it feel good to ya Baby bubba
You see this is for the G′s and the Ki's muthafucka

Now follow as we Ride
Muthafuck the rest
Two of the best from the westside
And I can make you famous
Niggas been dying for years
So how could they blame us
I live in fear of a felony
I never stop ballin′ these
Mutha fuckin' G's
If ya got it better flaunt it
Another warrant
2 of Amerikaz Most Wanted

Ain′t Nothin′ but a Gangsta Party

Nothin' but a gangsta party

Ain′t Nothin' but a Gangsta Party

Ain′t Nothin' but a Gangsta Party

It ain′t nothin' but a muthafuckin' gangsta party

Ain′t Nothin′ but a Gangsta Party

Ain't Nothin′ but a Gangsta Party

It ain't nothin′ but a muthafuckin' gangsta party

Ain′t nothin but a gangsta party

Now give me 50 feet
The feet is not my destiny
Release me to the streets
And keep what evers left of me
Jealousy is misery, suffery is grief
Better be prepared when you cowards fuck with me I
I busta free, these niggas must be crazy (What)
There ain't no mercy mutha fuckas
Who can fade the thugs?
You thought it was but it wasn't
Now disappear
Bow down in the presence of a Boss playa

It′s like cuz, blood, gang banging
Everybody in the party doing dope slangin′
You got to have papers in this world
You might get your first snatch before your eyes swirl
Ya doing ya job
Every day
And then you work so hard till ya hair turn gray
Let me tell you about life and 'bout the way it is
See we live by the gun so we die by the blood of kids

They tell me not to roll with my glock
So now I got to throw away
Floating in the black Benz
Trying to do a show a day
They wonder how I live with 5 shots
Niggas is hard to kill on my block
Scheme for currency and dough related
Affilliated with the hustlas
So we made it
Your answer to the question
Tryin′ to get up on it
My nigga dogg homie and 2 of the most wanted

Ain't Nuttin But A Gangsta Party (Until Fade)