Po Nigga Blues (scott Storch Remix) Lyrics - 2pac

*Girl* 

Scott Storich (remix artist) 

** (Tupac) 

Why'd you slang crack? I had to 

Why'd you slang crack? Cuz I had to 

Why'd you slang crack? Cuz I had to 

A nigga gotta pay the fuckin rent 

* 1* (Tupac) 

Crazy, I gotta work with what you gave me, claimin I'ma criminal when you the one that made me 

They got me trapped in this slavery 

now I'm lost in this holocaust headin for my grave G 

I told Sam he could fuck the war, and got a busted jaw for sayin "fuck the law" 

And if you wonder why I'm mad, check the record 

Whats a nigga gotta do to get respected 

Sometimes I think I'm getting tested, and if I don't say "yes" a niggas quick to get arrested 

That's the reason I stay "zestin", I keep a vest on my chest incase the cops is getting restless 

Walkin round ready to light shit up, and since my life is fucked, some say I'm slightly nuts 

Buck buck is the sound as I move up, other niggas pay attention when a fool bust. huh. 

They make a nigga be a killer, I used to be a dealer but they wanted to see who's realer 

Now them same mother fuckas wanna murder me, and I wonder if the lord ever heard of me 

I need loot, so I'm doin what I do, and don't say shit until you've walked in my shoes, 

There was no other destiny to choose, I had nothing left to lose, so I'm singin the nigga blues 

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*2*(Tupac) 

Papa need brand new shoes, but what the fuck can a nigga do, my little boy gotta eat too 

So why must I sock a fella? Just live large like rocafella 

And did you ever stop to think? I'm old enough to go to war but I aint old enough to drink 

Cops wanna hit me with the book, and you hooked on my "I don't give a fuck" look 

Makin rules, I'ma break em, no matter how much you make em, you show me bakin, I'ma take em 

So don't you ever tempt me, I'm a fool for my nigga, and my pockets stay HINTED 

To my brothers in the barrio, you livin worse then the niggas in ghetto so 

I give a fuck about your language or complexion, you got love from the niggas in my section 

You got problems with the punk police, don't run from the chumps, get the pump from me 

We aint free, I'll be damned if I played a chip for a blonde haired blue eyed Caucasian bitch 

Down with my home boy rich, fuck a snitch and groupie ass bitch 

And a nigga with a cellular phone, leave his baby at home so he can go out and bone(huh) 

And you wonder why we blazin niggas, cuz you punks haven babies cant raise the niggas 

And they damned to be fuck ups too, drink 40s of brew, singin the nigga blues 

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Why'd you slang crack? Cuz I had too 

Why'd you slang crack? Cuz I had too 

Why'd you slang crack? Cuz I had too 

And now I'm headin for the mother fuckin' PEN