Deadly Combination lyrics

by

Fat Joe


[Intro: Ron G & 2Pac]
Yes, indeed
It's the mix king Ron G!
I got somethin' the world ain't ready for!
New York City, L.A., Chicago, Atlanta
D.C., Detroit, New Orleans
Y'all know the deal! Flavor!
Hahahahahaha!
Yeah, n*gga
Yeah, that's right
Baby!
That's how we do it

[Verse 1: 2Pac]
Follow me, tell me if you feel me
I think n*ggas is tryna kill me
Picturin' pistols spittin' hollow-points 'til they drill me
Keepin' it real, and even if I do conceal
My criminal thoughts preoccupied wit' keepin' steel
See, n*ggas is false, sittin' in court, turned snitches
They used to be real, but now they petrified b*tches
I'm tryna be strong, they sendin' armies out to bomb me
Listen to Ron, the only DJ that can calm me
Constantly armed, my firepower keep me warm
I'm trapped in the storm, and f*ck the world 'til I'm gone
b*tches be warned: word is bond, you'll get torn
I'm bustin' on Giuliani, he rubbin' my n*ggas wrong
And then it's on, before I leave picture me
I'm spittin' at punk b*tches and hustlin' to be free
Watch me set it
n*ggas don't want it, you can get it, bet it
Make these jealous n*ggas mad, I said it
This Thug Life, n*gga, we don't cater to you hoes
f*ck wit' me, have a hunnid motherf*ckers at yo' door wit' .44s
[Interlude: 2Pac]
Hahahaha
Yeah, n*gga
Thug Life

[Verse 2: Big L]
I be that young, pretty, fly, smooth, glorious kid
A Bad Boy just like Notorious B.I.G
A Roc-A-Fella like Shawn Carter
Wit' more game than Ron Harper
The bomb sparker, rapper-slash-armed robber
While y'all be on the corners bummy and high
I be out buyin' the finest sh*t money can buy
You wish you was in a position that I'm in
Hot rhymin', diamonds shinin', autograph signin'
My lifestyle is far out
Every week, bring a different car out
I go to nightclubs and buy the bar out
Uh, 'cause I keep cream, I'm large on the street scene
Every time I touch mics you hear all the freaks scream

[Outro: Big L & 2Pac]
Yeah, yeah, Big L, Harlem's finest, yeah
That n*gga who hold it down for Uptown
Hahahaha
That's how we do it out here on this underground real sh*t, n*gga
It's the heat, n*gga
Now rewind this motherf*cker, you know you can't help it
Deadly combination, boy
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