5 Deadly Venomz Lyrics
(Y&#[ Lyrics from: http://www.cloverlyrics.com/e1695-2_pac~5_deadly_venomz_lyrics.html ]101;ah hehehahaha, we goin platinum nigga! Plaahahatinum.)<br /><br />Yeah, you got the Live Squad in this motherfucker<br />We got my nigga Treach from Naughty by Nature in this motherfucker<br />My nigga Apache up in this motherfucker<br /><br /><em>[Verse One: Tupac]<br /><br />My Mossberg goes boom, gimme room, can I catch it<br />Talkin quick and then I vic just tryin to keep from gettin blasted<br />I had enough I put a hit upon them bastards<br />Boo-yaa! Turned a snitch into a casket<br />Now they after me, prowling for a niggaz bucks<br />Time to see, who's the G, with the bigger nuts<br />Buck buck, big up and livin reckless<br />Niggaz with a death wish step in with a Tec and I'll wet this<br />Yeah this shit is hyper<br />Two to one I'm writing representing and I'm striking like a viper<br />Huh, I got my mind made up, I got my nine<br />Ring the alarm, and strong arm must run<br />Some niggaz need to feel me with a passion<br />I'm old fashioned, run up on me nigga and get blasted<br />With five deadly venomz<br /><br />(Yeah 'Pac, fuck that, still hittin em up with<br />that old deadly shit. Aiyyo Treach where you at?<br />Step up and hit they ass up with the wickedness.)<br /><br /><em>[Verse Two: Treach]<br /><br />We come to hit you with a sock full of Brooklyn<br />to the Onyx of your nose, punk is funky like skunk blunts<br />Stunk like funk cunt<br />I come to take you on a war rough and rugged route<br />And if another doubts I blow your fuckin mother out<br />And that's the street scarred style<br />I shout I'm-de-MC-wit-de-nasty-mouf, and kick the bitch out<br />Sue me? I pay the lawyer for ya oh boy yeah<br />Plus my style's ten to twenty fuckin pounds more<br />I take you quicker than a picture of a punk ya pickin shit<br />pickin pockets with a razor stoppin Russian rockets<br />Not shoplift, I'm liftin shop<br />Once you sound hot, cause if you ain't a perfect ten<br />my sign is stop!<br />It's twenty mother-crooked-fuckin styles in em<br />Like women I did em I'm in for deadly ready venom<br /><br /><em>[Verse Three: Live Squad]<br /><br />Yeah, as I take a puff I get rough, Big Mad<br />To put it on, can't none come tougher see<br />I'm down with the sound of the Squad hard, boom!<br />Breakin em down, I make em see their doom<br />Coming straight from the dome where I roam it's a job to<br />rob and steal and runnin from the coppers<br />Who hold a, boulder, turn the gun controller<br />Started from a punk now to be a high roller<br />Youngest, reckless, crazy, disaster<br />Mac-11 blaster, and I run faster<br />Than a lot of cops I can't be stopped till my head gets popped<br />A lot of fuckin bodies will drop<br />It's a disaster, I'm coming for the blood splatter<br />I make you scatter, leavin trails of brains and bladders<br />Blowin em out the frame with no shame<br />Game tight, drop a body then get out of sight<br />Count my loot after I shoot, leave my kicks up and it's<br />something I don't wanna do, somethin that I never did<br />I try to get him, I think I hit em, I lit him<br />He's out! A poison, a deadly venom<br /><br />(Yeah Mad, fuck that! You know how we do.<br />KnowhatI'msayin? Squad in effect, YG'z in effect.<br />Now you know a nigga like me gotta represent)<br /><br /><em>[Verse Four: Live Squad]<br /><br />Once again, back to rip shit, quick on the flip tip<br />The psycho, represent the real to take the mic flow<br />Deadly, rock a head G, check the melody<br />Niggaz can't touch me when I wreckin G you better flee<br />Cause I'm gifted with a jab and a forty-four Mag<br />So nigga flip or take a trip in a body bag<br />Uhh, boom you slipped up, now you're zipped up<br />Yeah one more statistic, fronted and got ripped up<br />No joke, you be yolk, no matter how it sound<br />We're taking over eight niggaz back to the stomping grounds<br />Line em up single file, dome runnin in em<br />A nigga hit em with the venom, the fourth deadly venom<br /><br />(Nigga, yaknowhatI'msayin? Fuck that!<br />I told you, we takin over, yo 'Pac.)<br /><br /><em>[Verse Five: 2Pac]<br /><br />Five deadly venomz verse five be the livest<br />Strugglin and strive, keep a nine in my waistline<br />Take mine, you better bury me, G<br />Punk ass niggaz don't even worry me, see<br />I got a glock that say 'Pac run the block<br />Fuck the cops cause my gauge gets me... PAID<br />As I sit and reminesce about the old days<br />Hugging on my AK, fuck getting played, hey<br />I say niggaz need to get they mind right<br />Until they do I pop a clip and grip my nine tight<br />Now it's on everday could be my last day<br />That's why I blast on they ass as I past let the glass spray<br />First you had a mouth full of fronts<br />Now you're mouth's full of chunks, Pac's out puffin blunts<br />Deadly venomz<br /><br />(Hahaha, yeah pass that shit over here.<br />Apache bout to clean shit up.)<br /><br /><em>[Verse Six: Apache]<br /><br />Throw up your middle finger! Start the track for the maniac<br />Only thing I'm givin out is black donuts and dirty backs<br />Let me tell how you rough I get<br />I pop shit behind your back get in your face and pop the same shit<br />You can't get in because my gate's bigger I'ma snake nigga<br />My act guards me so hard I pull the fuckin trigger<br />I'm a section to clinch your porch is like a pinch<br />Test a rhyme I'll knock your hairline back an inch<br />Fuckin up pooh-butts, cut em like cold cuts<br />Choke em with my boot lace, then leave em hangin like old nuts<br />Clip up and move out, time to get em<br />That's the results of fuckin with the fifth venom in denim<br /><br />(Yeah, yaknowhatI'msayin?<br />Five motherfuckin deadly venomz, in effect for ninety-three<br />ninety-four ninety-five all that other shit.<br />We takin this motherfucker over this larger hit.<br />YaknowhatI'msayin? Follow us, come along. YaknowhatI'msayin?<br />We takin this motherfucker over. TRUST. We out.)