Thug Passion (ft. Jewell, Outlawz, The Storm)

Thug Passion (ft. Jewell, Outlawz, The Storm)
 2Pac
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 Aight, new drink
 one part alize one part cristal
 Thugs Passion baby
 y'all know what time it is
 This drink is Guaranteed to get the pussy wet and the dick hard
 now if you with me
 Pour a glass and drink with a nigga
 know what I mean?
 I ain't trying to turn you all niggas into alcoholics
 Alcoholics (ha ha)
 I'm just trying to turn you into motherfucking thugs
 So come and get some of this thug passion Baby
 I could pull out the drink
 and be good 'till it's relevant but
 I'm a straight solider, I'll roll up a nigga
 like its Heaven sent
 Tripping over dead presidents
 they got these derelicts
 I throw was down with this business
 Tryin' clown and get a cent
 and so rather
 than stand forever, been thinking
 drinking over a felony
 and hell of me and how it will be some other shit
 People telling me to cool out
 But they ain't feeling me
 a mother fucking fool 'bout
 my fucking cheddar cheese
 and it pleases, passion of mine
 Thuggin huggin plenty of G's
 and laughing while I pass through times
 And all these back stabbers be watching
 Just keep it plain
 I'm a keep it the same partner
 Just take it the simple game
 I can pinkle with the rain twinkling
 diamonds and thangs go plinklin
 enough to hold me, til' I'm, old and wrinkling
 and These adversaries
 they gonna have to be worrying
 cause I'm a be illing
 Fulfilling my Passion
 Till I'm burryin'
 My Thug Passion
 I heard it's the bomb
 and you got it going on
 give me some of your Thug Passion Baby
 You got me dripping wet
 from the way you make me sweat
 give me some of your Thug Passion Baby
 owwowwwowwww
 Now what if me
 turn this Hennessy,
 into a robbery
 the Prophecy probably suddenly
 switch and How it supposed to be?
 And Dirty money
 Can't be evil cause it's filling up my tummy see
 Born in a position
 Death collision
 was futuristic
 twisting riches
 But there is only one way to make mo'
 so I'm standing on the corner
 trying to hustle in the snow
 and My bigger bro
 couldn't know
 but buy a four four
 blasting at player hating
 wantin' mo'
 with a Thug Passion
 Putting down mashin'
 control by this Thug's Passion
 unlike them other busters pistol blastin'
 I'm asking, What Happened?
 To the niggas who kept it real
 like they claim to
 that's when I bang do
 see thang true
 Traveling this road my poor soul
 has been consolidated
 with all this bullshit I done tolerated
 How I made it
 can easily stated
 it's like my heart be gripped with the Passion
 to be the fucking greatest
 Load up and take shit
 Make this to some high dollar gangster shit
 jack a stack till we got enough bank to split
 Creep with me
 through that Immortal flow
 Thug Passion got you tremblin'
 like Death on the Row
 make your move
 so I can throw your mind a curve
 while I'll be blowing up the scene
 like my nigga Mr. Herb
 take a toke
 as your heart goes full arrest
 I got the bomb
 so nigga, fuck the rest
 you need a thug to get you flowin'
 and let that loc see smoke
 feelin' the strokes of the nine squeeze tight and slow
 They say money don't make the man
 but damn I'm makin' money
 observin' you motherfuckers
 cause some of you bitches funny
 say you want it
 but you bullshitin'
 lickin' them lips
 you got me about to act a fool quick
 sippin' on some Alize and Cristal, meanwhile
 buy me a drink
 and get to winking at me
 she smiles
 a niggas full of passion
 Satisfaction is everlastin'
 How does it feel?
 what I'm askin'
 while I'm rubbin' on that ass
 why you laughin'?
 see, I'm diggin' as if I'm curious
 full blown and furious
 baby get a grip
 when I be doin' this
 It's so physical
 my attraction
 driven by alcohol
 beware of my reaction
 baby I'm born to ball
 thugged out on Death Row
 You better recognize
 and picture what I said so
 Now you can feel it
 it's a potion for my niggas in motion
 forever blastin'
 bitches ain't ready for this Thug Passion