Letra de canción descargada de: https://www.albumcancionyletra.com ------------------------------------------ 2 Pac - Young niggaz ------------------------------------------ I wanna dedicate this one to Robert Yummy Sanderford and all other lil young niggaz thats in a rush to be gangstas As a young nigga, Im almost ?swellin? in the wind Give anythang, to be that innocent again, when I was ten I didnt bang but I was hangin with the homies tell them niggaz started slangin that they dont know me I got my hustle on, learned to ignore what couldnt pay me Lately Ive been tryin to make a bill-ion, can you play me with that jealousy they need to miss me, dont sweat me If them cowards really want me, come get me, and even I someday will die but Im cautious, Im fin to ride Put down the top, now we flossin Hit the freeway, let the wind blow, drop the window Workin with a twenty sack of indo, feelin good Stop through the hood, grab the young thugs And I cant help but reminisce back when we slung drugs, know its bad but all we had was our hopes and dreams Couldnt see unless we learned to slang dope to fiends as young niggaz Hes the kind of G like everybody knows As a young nigga Hes always Gd up, from head to toe My memories as a young nigga Always got it blown like Al Capone Young nigga Hes the downest G Ive ever known Back in Junior High, when we was barely gettin by, when daddy died Thats when my momma started gettin high My neighborhood was full of drivebys, couldnt survive All our homies livin short lives, I couldnt cry Told my momma if I did die, just put a blunt in my casket let me get my dead homies high Come follow me throughout my history, its just _Me Against the World_ stuck in misery; as a young nigga My only thing was to be paid Life full of riches avoid snitched cause they shady, back in the days We always found the time to play, but thats before they taught them gangbangers how to spray Not just L.A., but in the Bay and in Chicago and even St. Louis Every stadium that I go, when will they change? Stuck in the game like a dumb nigga Remember how it was, to be a young nigga Hes the kind of G like everybody knows As a young nigga Hes always Gd up, from head to toe My memories as a young nigga Always got it blown like Al Capone Young nigga Hes the downest G Ive ever known Im tellin you.. .. to be young, have your brains and have every ? and all that Yo, yall niggaz dont know how good you really do got it Muhfuckers need to just calm down and peep what the fuck they wanna do for the rest of the life Fore you end your life before you BEGIN your life You dumb nigga Now that Im grown, I got my mind on bein somethin Dont wanna be another statistic, out here doin nuttin Tryin to maintain in this dirty game, keep it real and I will even if it kills me, my young niggaz break away from these dumb niggaz Put down the guns and have some fun nigga, the restll come nigga Fame is a fast thang, that gangbangin puttin niggaz in a casket, murdered for hangin at the wrong place at the wrong time, no longer livin Cause he threw up the wrong sign, and every day I watch the murder rate increases, and even worse the epidemic and diseases, what is the future? The projects lookin hopeless, where more and more borhters givin up and dont care Sometimes I hate when brothers act up, I hit the weed and I proceed to blow the track up, for young niggaz Hes the kind of G like everybody knows For these young niggaz Hes always Gd up, from head to toe My memories as a young nigga He always got it blown like Al Capone Take it slow nigga, its for the young niggaz Hes the downest G Ive ever known As a young nigga Hes the kind of G like everybody knows Hes always Gd up, from head to toe Memories as a young nigga He always got it blown like Al Capone Hes the downest G Ive ever known [Pac talking overlaps singing last four lines] This go out to the young thugs, the have-nots (you know) Little bad motherfuckers from the block (thats right) Them niggaz thats thirteen and fourteen Drivin Cadillacs, Benzes and shit (I see you boy) Young motherfuckin hustlers (make that money boy) Stay strong nigga You could be a fuckin accountant, not a dope dealer youknowhatImsayin? (Go to school nigga, go to school) Fuck around and, you pimpin out here You could be a lawyer (really doe) Niggaz gotta get they priorities straight (Dont see Johnny Cochran out in this motherfucker) Really doe.. young niggaz.. little RahRah (sup nigga) Especially my little cousins dont be no dumb guy (Dont be a dumb nigga, listen, young niggaz) [singers freestyle and skat to the end of the song]