Dumpin' (feat. Hussein Fatal, Papoose & Carl Thomas)
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โฑ๏ธ 4:28 duration
๐ ID: 3697517
๐ Lyrics
Who you are
One nation under a thug and bullet scar
Young nation no revolution and no cause
One nation young black and dangerous by far
Young nation just trying to get this
Murderous mind state
Can't keep my 9 straight
Sippin' on this Hennessy, waiting for the time to break
Show up and motherfuckers bow down, recognize
Westside, Death Row, Outlaw ridaz
Untouchable mob of pistol packers
Well-known felons labeled for 'drug-selling merciless jackers'
Forever buzz, roll with thugs and dogs
Commence the letting off rounds, then escape in the fog
Who wants to see me solo?
Catch Makaveli while he sleeping,
My Mini-14 murderin' niggas while they creepin', uh
Duck or you ass out
Drink 'til you pass out
Ain't scared to die, drunk driving in my glass house
Niggas is under me
They bitches come to me
They heard the stories nigga, now they wanna really see
Bomb first, my motto, it's fully guaranteed
Niggas is playa haters, label them my enemies, I'm dumpin'
Who you are
One nation under a thug and bullet scar
Young nation no revolution and no cause
One nation young black and dangerous by far
Young nation just trying to get this
When it's on, I'm poppin' off every chance I get
Out the window on some uptown anthem shit
I'm stressin' but ain't no pressure here, I been there before
Fugitive, task force, at my girlfriend door
Now they checkin' in her bedroom, I ain't there
.40 cals, extended clips, still, I ain't scared
Outlaw, and best believe they won't take me alive
I'm different and I'ma prove it if it take me to die
Knew that God had a plan for me
But he won't be layin' up in my casket or doin' life in the can for me
Maybe I'm breezy or paranoid than a bitch
Me dyin', you think I'd let them see the joy from that shit?
Walking dead, angel spend they last days by me
New Jersey giant like Dave Tyree
Young George and Jonathan Jatt, your guns clap
Mine'll go brraaatt, soldier like Geronimo Pratt
And come through cockin' the black pound
When they put twin towers up, Pac, I'm knockin' them back down
Poster child cheque, Air Force Ones with the crocodile checks
I'm supposed to wild sex
Money and murder, is all I breathe in my life
It's full of judges and chasin' enemies in the night
Through the Henny I see the eyes of the devil
G ridin' with extra boxes of bullets to the 9 and the shovel
Who you are
One nation under a thug and bullet scar
Young nation no revolution and no cause
One nation young black and dangerous by far
Young nation just trying to get this
I always thought I'd have to die to do a record with Pac
So I wrote from the perspective of a graveyard box
You end up in a box 'cause them graverobbin' bastards
Dig your grave back up, snatched you out the casket
Worms in my eyes, eating through my cabbage
The flesh to the bones, the bones to the ashes
But I'm not dead, I'm actually in a session
With the Pac keeping the shot money, progressive
They don't really want no drama, I know you're goons
That's why I keep pressure on them like a open wound
This God-given, he keep givin' me better music
So every time you hear me, my songs present improvement
Y'all can't kill me, y'all forever losin'
Songs are evolution, if I load your gun for you
And we bang it out at some other niggas you better shoot it
Don't try to lie and say you was bustin', I'm clever stupid
Claimin' you reppin' Ruthless, you got the same bullets that you had
When I loaded it for you, you never used it
The Nacirema dream get ready for execution
Papoose, Fatal and Pac, the revolution
Who you are
One nation under a thug and bullet scar
Young nation no revolution and no cause
One nation young black and dangerous by far
Young nation just trying to get this
Young nation just trying to get this
Just trying to get this
One nation under a thug and bullet scar
Young nation no revolution and no cause
One nation young black and dangerous by far
Young nation just trying to get this
Murderous mind state
Can't keep my 9 straight
Sippin' on this Hennessy, waiting for the time to break
Show up and motherfuckers bow down, recognize
Westside, Death Row, Outlaw ridaz
Untouchable mob of pistol packers
Well-known felons labeled for 'drug-selling merciless jackers'
Forever buzz, roll with thugs and dogs
Commence the letting off rounds, then escape in the fog
Who wants to see me solo?
Catch Makaveli while he sleeping,
My Mini-14 murderin' niggas while they creepin', uh
Duck or you ass out
Drink 'til you pass out
Ain't scared to die, drunk driving in my glass house
Niggas is under me
They bitches come to me
They heard the stories nigga, now they wanna really see
Bomb first, my motto, it's fully guaranteed
Niggas is playa haters, label them my enemies, I'm dumpin'
Who you are
One nation under a thug and bullet scar
Young nation no revolution and no cause
One nation young black and dangerous by far
Young nation just trying to get this
When it's on, I'm poppin' off every chance I get
Out the window on some uptown anthem shit
I'm stressin' but ain't no pressure here, I been there before
Fugitive, task force, at my girlfriend door
Now they checkin' in her bedroom, I ain't there
.40 cals, extended clips, still, I ain't scared
Outlaw, and best believe they won't take me alive
I'm different and I'ma prove it if it take me to die
Knew that God had a plan for me
But he won't be layin' up in my casket or doin' life in the can for me
Maybe I'm breezy or paranoid than a bitch
Me dyin', you think I'd let them see the joy from that shit?
Walking dead, angel spend they last days by me
New Jersey giant like Dave Tyree
Young George and Jonathan Jatt, your guns clap
Mine'll go brraaatt, soldier like Geronimo Pratt
And come through cockin' the black pound
When they put twin towers up, Pac, I'm knockin' them back down
Poster child cheque, Air Force Ones with the crocodile checks
I'm supposed to wild sex
Money and murder, is all I breathe in my life
It's full of judges and chasin' enemies in the night
Through the Henny I see the eyes of the devil
G ridin' with extra boxes of bullets to the 9 and the shovel
Who you are
One nation under a thug and bullet scar
Young nation no revolution and no cause
One nation young black and dangerous by far
Young nation just trying to get this
I always thought I'd have to die to do a record with Pac
So I wrote from the perspective of a graveyard box
You end up in a box 'cause them graverobbin' bastards
Dig your grave back up, snatched you out the casket
Worms in my eyes, eating through my cabbage
The flesh to the bones, the bones to the ashes
But I'm not dead, I'm actually in a session
With the Pac keeping the shot money, progressive
They don't really want no drama, I know you're goons
That's why I keep pressure on them like a open wound
This God-given, he keep givin' me better music
So every time you hear me, my songs present improvement
Y'all can't kill me, y'all forever losin'
Songs are evolution, if I load your gun for you
And we bang it out at some other niggas you better shoot it
Don't try to lie and say you was bustin', I'm clever stupid
Claimin' you reppin' Ruthless, you got the same bullets that you had
When I loaded it for you, you never used it
The Nacirema dream get ready for execution
Papoose, Fatal and Pac, the revolution
Who you are
One nation under a thug and bullet scar
Young nation no revolution and no cause
One nation young black and dangerous by far
Young nation just trying to get this
Young nation just trying to get this
Just trying to get this
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:00.10] Who you are
[00:03.06] One nation under a thug and bullet scar
[00:07.82] Young nation no revolution and no cause
[00:13.18] One nation young black and dangerous by far
[00:18.44] Young nation just trying to get this
[00:21.48] Murderous mind state
[00:22.72] Can't keep my 9 straight
[00:23.74] Sippin' on this Hennessy, waiting for the time to break
[00:26.62] Show up and motherfuckers bow down, recognize
[00:29.22] Westside, Death Row, Outlaw ridaz
[00:32.06] Untouchable mob of pistol packers
[00:34.17] Well-known felons labeled for 'drug-selling merciless jackers'
[00:36.95] Forever buzz, roll with thugs and dogs
[00:38.72] Commence the letting off rounds, then escape in the fog
[00:41.48] Who wants to see me solo?
[00:42.53] Catch Makaveli while he sleeping,
[00:44.29] My Mini-14 murderin' niggas while they creepin', uh
[00:47.14] Duck or you ass out
[00:48.32] Drink 'til you pass out
[00:49.67] Ain't scared to die, drunk driving in my glass house
[00:52.19] Niggas is under me
[00:53.51] They bitches come to me
[00:54.71] They heard the stories nigga, now they wanna really see
[00:57.32] Bomb first, my motto, it's fully guaranteed
[01:00.02] Niggas is playa haters, label them my enemies, I'm dumpin'
[01:01.60] Who you are
[01:04.69] One nation under a thug and bullet scar
[01:09.57] Young nation no revolution and no cause
[01:14.77] One nation young black and dangerous by far
[01:19.94] Young nation just trying to get this
[01:22.31] When it's on, I'm poppin' off every chance I get
[01:25.17] Out the window on some uptown anthem shit
[01:27.51] I'm stressin' but ain't no pressure here, I been there before
[01:30.13] Fugitive, task force, at my girlfriend door
[01:32.84] Now they checkin' in her bedroom, I ain't there
[01:35.44] .40 cals, extended clips, still, I ain't scared
[01:37.92] Outlaw, and best believe they won't take me alive
[01:40.36] I'm different and I'ma prove it if it take me to die
[01:43.19] Knew that God had a plan for me
[01:45.23] But he won't be layin' up in my casket or doin' life in the can for me
[01:48.77] Maybe I'm breezy or paranoid than a bitch
[01:50.85] Me dyin', you think I'd let them see the joy from that shit?
[01:53.39] Walking dead, angel spend they last days by me
[01:56.42] New Jersey giant like Dave Tyree
[01:58.67] Young George and Jonathan Jatt, your guns clap
[02:01.07] Mine'll go brraaatt, soldier like Geronimo Pratt
[02:03.85] And come through cockin' the black pound
[02:05.97] When they put twin towers up, Pac, I'm knockin' them back down
[02:09.00] Poster child cheque, Air Force Ones with the crocodile checks
[02:12.57] I'm supposed to wild sex
[02:13.83] Money and murder, is all I breathe in my life
[02:16.60] It's full of judges and chasin' enemies in the night
[02:18.97] Through the Henny I see the eyes of the devil
[02:21.05] G ridin' with extra boxes of bullets to the 9 and the shovel
[02:23.92] Who you are
[02:26.51] One nation under a thug and bullet scar
[02:31.96] Young nation no revolution and no cause
[02:36.91] One nation young black and dangerous by far
[02:42.17] Young nation just trying to get this
[02:44.72] I always thought I'd have to die to do a record with Pac
[02:47.37] So I wrote from the perspective of a graveyard box
[02:50.29] You end up in a box 'cause them graverobbin' bastards
[02:52.70] Dig your grave back up, snatched you out the casket
[02:55.37] Worms in my eyes, eating through my cabbage
[02:57.81] The flesh to the bones, the bones to the ashes
[03:00.33] But I'm not dead, I'm actually in a session
[03:02.72] With the Pac keeping the shot money, progressive
[03:05.41] They don't really want no drama, I know you're goons
[03:08.28] That's why I keep pressure on them like a open wound
[03:10.71] This God-given, he keep givin' me better music
[03:13.06] So every time you hear me, my songs present improvement
[03:15.86] Y'all can't kill me, y'all forever losin'
[03:18.26] Songs are evolution, if I load your gun for you
[03:20.66] And we bang it out at some other niggas you better shoot it
[03:23.49] Don't try to lie and say you was bustin', I'm clever stupid
[03:26.02] Claimin' you reppin' Ruthless, you got the same bullets that you had
[03:28.93] When I loaded it for you, you never used it
[03:31.33] The Nacirema dream get ready for execution
[03:33.99] Papoose, Fatal and Pac, the revolution
[03:35.93] Who you are
[03:38.50] One nation under a thug and bullet scar
[03:43.72] Young nation no revolution and no cause
[03:48.94] One nation young black and dangerous by far
[03:53.89] Young nation just trying to get this
[03:56.76]
[04:00.65]
[04:04.28] Young nation just trying to get this
[04:08.07]
[04:15.55] Just trying to get this
[04:18.80]
[00:03.06] One nation under a thug and bullet scar
[00:07.82] Young nation no revolution and no cause
[00:13.18] One nation young black and dangerous by far
[00:18.44] Young nation just trying to get this
[00:21.48] Murderous mind state
[00:22.72] Can't keep my 9 straight
[00:23.74] Sippin' on this Hennessy, waiting for the time to break
[00:26.62] Show up and motherfuckers bow down, recognize
[00:29.22] Westside, Death Row, Outlaw ridaz
[00:32.06] Untouchable mob of pistol packers
[00:34.17] Well-known felons labeled for 'drug-selling merciless jackers'
[00:36.95] Forever buzz, roll with thugs and dogs
[00:38.72] Commence the letting off rounds, then escape in the fog
[00:41.48] Who wants to see me solo?
[00:42.53] Catch Makaveli while he sleeping,
[00:44.29] My Mini-14 murderin' niggas while they creepin', uh
[00:47.14] Duck or you ass out
[00:48.32] Drink 'til you pass out
[00:49.67] Ain't scared to die, drunk driving in my glass house
[00:52.19] Niggas is under me
[00:53.51] They bitches come to me
[00:54.71] They heard the stories nigga, now they wanna really see
[00:57.32] Bomb first, my motto, it's fully guaranteed
[01:00.02] Niggas is playa haters, label them my enemies, I'm dumpin'
[01:01.60] Who you are
[01:04.69] One nation under a thug and bullet scar
[01:09.57] Young nation no revolution and no cause
[01:14.77] One nation young black and dangerous by far
[01:19.94] Young nation just trying to get this
[01:22.31] When it's on, I'm poppin' off every chance I get
[01:25.17] Out the window on some uptown anthem shit
[01:27.51] I'm stressin' but ain't no pressure here, I been there before
[01:30.13] Fugitive, task force, at my girlfriend door
[01:32.84] Now they checkin' in her bedroom, I ain't there
[01:35.44] .40 cals, extended clips, still, I ain't scared
[01:37.92] Outlaw, and best believe they won't take me alive
[01:40.36] I'm different and I'ma prove it if it take me to die
[01:43.19] Knew that God had a plan for me
[01:45.23] But he won't be layin' up in my casket or doin' life in the can for me
[01:48.77] Maybe I'm breezy or paranoid than a bitch
[01:50.85] Me dyin', you think I'd let them see the joy from that shit?
[01:53.39] Walking dead, angel spend they last days by me
[01:56.42] New Jersey giant like Dave Tyree
[01:58.67] Young George and Jonathan Jatt, your guns clap
[02:01.07] Mine'll go brraaatt, soldier like Geronimo Pratt
[02:03.85] And come through cockin' the black pound
[02:05.97] When they put twin towers up, Pac, I'm knockin' them back down
[02:09.00] Poster child cheque, Air Force Ones with the crocodile checks
[02:12.57] I'm supposed to wild sex
[02:13.83] Money and murder, is all I breathe in my life
[02:16.60] It's full of judges and chasin' enemies in the night
[02:18.97] Through the Henny I see the eyes of the devil
[02:21.05] G ridin' with extra boxes of bullets to the 9 and the shovel
[02:23.92] Who you are
[02:26.51] One nation under a thug and bullet scar
[02:31.96] Young nation no revolution and no cause
[02:36.91] One nation young black and dangerous by far
[02:42.17] Young nation just trying to get this
[02:44.72] I always thought I'd have to die to do a record with Pac
[02:47.37] So I wrote from the perspective of a graveyard box
[02:50.29] You end up in a box 'cause them graverobbin' bastards
[02:52.70] Dig your grave back up, snatched you out the casket
[02:55.37] Worms in my eyes, eating through my cabbage
[02:57.81] The flesh to the bones, the bones to the ashes
[03:00.33] But I'm not dead, I'm actually in a session
[03:02.72] With the Pac keeping the shot money, progressive
[03:05.41] They don't really want no drama, I know you're goons
[03:08.28] That's why I keep pressure on them like a open wound
[03:10.71] This God-given, he keep givin' me better music
[03:13.06] So every time you hear me, my songs present improvement
[03:15.86] Y'all can't kill me, y'all forever losin'
[03:18.26] Songs are evolution, if I load your gun for you
[03:20.66] And we bang it out at some other niggas you better shoot it
[03:23.49] Don't try to lie and say you was bustin', I'm clever stupid
[03:26.02] Claimin' you reppin' Ruthless, you got the same bullets that you had
[03:28.93] When I loaded it for you, you never used it
[03:31.33] The Nacirema dream get ready for execution
[03:33.99] Papoose, Fatal and Pac, the revolution
[03:35.93] Who you are
[03:38.50] One nation under a thug and bullet scar
[03:43.72] Young nation no revolution and no cause
[03:48.94] One nation young black and dangerous by far
[03:53.89] Young nation just trying to get this
[03:56.76]
[04:00.65]
[04:04.28] Young nation just trying to get this
[04:08.07]
[04:15.55] Just trying to get this
[04:18.80]