2Pac - F**k You lyrics

by

Swizz Beatz


[Hook x2: DJ Chop Up as 2Pac]
f*ck these n*ggas
f*ck these hoes
f*ck these n*ggas
f*ck these hoes
If you don't like it then f*ck ya
You don't like it? Then f*ck ya
You don't like it? Then f*ck ya
You don't like it? Then f*ck ya

[Verse 1: 2Pac]
It's like I tell my n*ggas, keep your eyes on these b*tches
They love to G a n*gga young dumb and gettin' riches
What the f*ck you think a trick is, n*gga?
n*gga is thinkin with his di*k
And then get tricked out all his riches by a -- b*tch!
I'm here to school you to the rules of the game, it'll cost ya
Think you all that ole' just 'cause she let a n*gga toss her
It's like a motherf*ckin' privilege
So don't give up your conversation, give that b*tch your 7 digits
When she call ya, ask that tramp what's up
And if she hesitate n*gga hang up, worrrd up
And let that b*tch meditate to the dial tone
And call me when you're ready to bone, and it's on
A motherf*ckin' mack tonight
Stay back, stay strapped cause my raps is tight
You f*ckin' punks, I hate you snitches
Went against the grain and the game to be fake ass b*tches
[Hook x2: DJ Chop Up as 2Pac]
f*ck these n*ggas
f*ck these hoes
f*ck these n*ggas
f*ck these hoes
If you don't like it then f*ck ya
You don't like it? Then f*ck ya
You don't like it? Then f*ck ya
You don't like it? Then f*ck ya

[Verse 3: 2Pac]
Time to show these bustas who's boss
Run up on a real motherf*cker and get tossed
The game is deep, and thicker than a motherf*ckin' jimmy
Broke hoes runnin' round yellin' "Gimme!"
I can't stand it, hoes talkin' bout they got a man
sh*t all I wanted her to do is suck my di*k
So how about hittin' a motherf*cker on my pager
Busy now b*tch but you can give me the pus*y later
Fly how I fade her, played her like a game of Sega
f*ckin' with the player that done made her, huh
And I ain't sleepin' caught you creepin' for my money
Got the di*k and now you get the pistol honey (b*tch)
So get the bozack, knockin' hoes back, keep my dough stacked
So where the motherf*ckin' hoes at?
Punk n*ggas can't fade the mack, livin' fat
Gettin' paid to rap, it's like that, you motherf*ckin' b*tches
[Hook x2: DJ Chop Up as 2Pac]
f*ck these n*ggas
f*ck these hoes
f*ck these n*ggas
f*ck these hoes
If you don't like it then f*ck ya
You don't like it? Then f*ck ya
You don't like it? Then f*ck ya
You don't like it? Then f*ck ya

[Outro: 2Pac]
God damn!
I meant this in the nicest way possible, man, you know, I mean.. uh..
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