Young Niggaz 2pac текст и слова песни

I wanna dedicate this one to Robert 'Yummy' Sanderford

and all other lil' young niggaz that's in a rush to be gangstas


As a young nigga, I'm almost ?swellin? in the wind

Give anythang, to be that innocent again, when I was ten

I didn't bang but I was hangin with the homies

tell them niggaz started slangin that they don't know me

I got my hustle on, learned to ignore what couldn't pay me

Lately I've been tryin to make a bill-ion, can you play me

with that jealousy they need to miss me, don't sweat me

If them cowards really want me, come get me, and even I

someday will die but I'm cautious, I'm fin' to ride

Put down the top, now we flossin

Hit the freeway, let the wind blow, drop the window

Workin with a twenty sack of indo, feelin good

Stop through the hood, grab the young thugs

And I can't help but reminisce back when we slung drugs, know it's bad

but all we had was our hopes and dreams

Couldn't see unless we learned to slang dope to fiends

as young niggaz


He's the kind of G like everybody knows

As a young nigga

He's always G'd up, from head to toe

My memories as a young nigga

Always got it blown like Al Capone

Young nigga

He's the downest G I've ever known


Back in Junior High, when we was barely gettin by, when daddy died

That's when my momma started gettin high

My neighborhood was full of drivebys, couldn't survive

All our homies livin short lives, I couldn't cry

Told my momma if I did die, just put a blunt in my casket

let me get my dead homies high

Come follow me throughout my history, it's just

_Me Against the World_ stuck in misery; as a young nigga

My only thing was to be paid

Life full of riches avoid snitched cause they shady, back in the days

We always found the time to play,

but that's before they taught them gangbangers how to spray

Not just L.A., but in the Bay and in Chicago and even St. Louis

Every stadium that I go, when will they change?

Stuck in the game like a dumb nigga

Remember how it was, to be a young nigga


He's the kind of G like everybody knows

As a young nigga

He's always G'd up, from head to toe

My memories as a young nigga

Always got it blown like Al Capone

Young nigga

He's the downest G I've ever known


I'm tellin you..

.. to be young, have your brains and have every ? and all that

Yo, y'all niggaz don't know how good you really do got it

Muh'f**kers need to just calm down

and peep what the f**k they wanna do for the rest of the life

'Fore you end your life before you BEGIN your life

You dumb nigga


Now that I'm grown, I got my mind on bein somethin

Don't wanna be another statistic, out here doin nuttin

Tryin to maintain in this dirty game, keep it real

and I will even if it kills me, my young niggaz

break away from these dumb niggaz

Put down the guns and have some fun nigga, the rest'll come nigga

Fame is a fast thang, that gangbangin

puttin niggaz in a casket, murdered for hangin

at the wrong place at the wrong time, no longer livin

Cause he threw up the wrong sign, and every day

I watch the murder rate increases, and even worse

the epidemic and diseases, what is the future?

The projects lookin hopeless, where

more and more borhters givin up and don't care

Sometimes I hate when brothers act up, I hit the weed

and I proceed to blow the track up, for young niggaz


He's the kind of G like everybody knows

For these young niggaz

He's always G'd up, from head to toe

My memories as a young nigga

He always got it blown like Al Capone

Take it slow nigga, it's for the young niggaz

He's the downest G I've ever known

As a young nigga


He's the kind of G like everybody knows

He's always G'd up, from head to toe

Memories as a young nigga

He always got it blown like Al Capone

He's the downest G I've ever known

['Pac talking overlaps singing last four lines]

This go out to the young thugs, the have-nots (you know)

Little bad motherf**kers from the block (that's right)

Them niggaz that's thirteen and fourteen

Drivin Cadillacs, Benzes and shit (I see you boy)

Young motherf**kin hustlers (make that money boy)

Stay strong nigga

You could be a f**kin accountant, not a dope dealer

youknowhatI'msayin? (Go to school nigga, go to school)

F**k around and, you pimpin out here

You could be a lawyer (really doe)

Niggaz gotta get they priorities straight

(Don't see Johnny Cochran out in this motherf**ker)

Really doe.. young niggaz.. little RahRah

(sup nigga) Especially my little cousins don't be no dumb guy

(Don't be a dumb nigga, listen, young niggaz)


* singers freestyle and skat to the end of the song *