2Pac - Bomb First (My Second Reply) ft. Outlawz (Tradução em Português) lyrics

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[Intro: Comunicado de Imprensa]
In today's music news: the ever-controversial 2Pac Shakur has just released another album under the alias "Makaveli." Music insiders are running wild trying to rearrange other artists' street dates in fear of a wipeout in retail interchart movement. Although no one knows the exact cause of the new album, resources tell me a number of less fortunate rappers have joined together in conspiracy to assassinate the character of not only Mr. Shakur but of Death Row Records as well. Nas, the alleged ring leader, is furious at 2Pac's – excuse me – Makaveli's verbal assault on Mobb Sleep, Notorious P.I.G., and several other New York rappers. JAY-Z from "Hawaiian Sophie" fame, Big Little whatever, and several other corny-sounding motherf*ckers are understandably shaken up by this release. The question everybody wants to know is: why'd they get this n*gga started? 2Pac – rather Makaveli – was not available for comment but released this statement:

[2Pac falando]
It's not about East or West
It's about n*ggas and b*tches, power and money, ridaz and punks
Which side are you on?
These n*ggas is still f*ckin' talkin'?
You n*ggas still breathin'? f*ckin' roaches, aight
Aight, it's the Raid for you c*ckroaches
Punk motherf*ckers, this is it (Makaveli The Don)
Killuminati Style (All day, up in your ass)
(Bomb first) (Outlaw Ridahz) Solo sh*t, Bring it!

[Verso 1: 2Pac]
Allow me to introduce first: Makaveli the Don
Hysterical, spiritual lyrics like the holy Qur'an
n*ggas get shook like 5-0
My .45 is next to me when we ride, for survival
Money-makin' plans, pistol close at hand, swollen pockets
Let me introduce the topic, then we drop it
Expose snakes ‘cause they breed freely
See me rise, located worldwide like the art of graffiti
I think I'm tougher than Nitti, my attitude is sh*tty
Born on a dope fiend's titty, in every city
You'll find me, look for trouble right behind me
My Outlaw n*ggas down to die for me, know what I mean?
I hit the scene, n*ggas duckin' from my guillotine stare
I'm right there, my every word a f*ckin' nightmare
Get me high, let me see the sun rise and fall
This for my dogs down to die for y'all
Extreme venom, no mercy when we all up in ’em
Cut ’em down, to Hell is where we send ’em
My whole team trained to explode, ride or die
Murder motherf*ckers lyrically and I'm not gonna cry
Me, a born leader, never leave the block without my heater
Two big pits, I call them my "b*tch-n*gga eaters"
And not a whimper until I'm gone
Thug Life runnin' through my veins so I'm strong
Bye bye bye, let's get high and ride
Oh, how do we do these n*ggas, but I'm not gonna cry
I'm a Bad Boy killer, JAY-Z die too
Lookin' out for Mobb Deep, n*gga, when I find you
Weak motherf*ckers don't deserve to breathe
How many n*ggas down to die for me? Yay-yay!
West Coast rider, comin' right behind ya
Should have never f*cked with me
I want money, hoes, sex and weed
I won't rest until my road dog's free – bomb first
[Refrão: 2Pac]
We bomb first when we ride
Please reconsider 'fore you die
We ain't even come to hurt nobody tonight
But it's my life or your life, and I'ma bomb first
We bomb first when we ride
Please reconsider 'fore you die
We ain't even come to fight tonight
But it's my life or your life, and I'ma bomb first

[Verso 2: E.D.I. Mean]
For so many days, in so many ways
We've been duckin' strays they delivers
But still we some Bad Boy killers
Got nothin' to lose, I gots nowhere to go
I only got one home, see me stranded on Death Row
With Outlawz, it's Makaveli be the general
And I be a soldier on a mission
Sent to do what you'll never do
And that's ride for the cause, yes I'll die for the cause
You best believe, if I'ma leave this b*tch, yo I'm dyin' with yours
Kamikaze, sicker than a motherf*ckin' Nazi
Got a little question for that n*gga that made "Paparazzi"
If you ain't in this rap game
For the motherf*ckin' cash, mane
Then what is your motherf*ckin' purpose? None can serve us
E.D.I. Mean, born worthless
That's until the day I decided to bomb first, b*tch!
[Ponte: 2Pac]
Biatch! Come on, bring it, down with it!
Then we ride
Come on, bring it
Bomb first when we ride
Hey, get that n*gga!

[Verso 3: Young Noble]
Your style wack as ever, like you was rockin' patent leather
Causin' massive terror, y'all n*ggas lack, you ain't thorough
Half rapper, half drug kingpin
You're tellin' fairy tales, dunn
"King of New York" like you the motherf*ckin' one?
But I'm from Jers' and we don't play that sh*t
From the Clare down to North Bricks
All my n*ggas flippin’ chips, gettin’ rich, even though it's hard
Tryin' to creep through these halls and brawls
Without scarred by a revolve
With no warning signs, ‘cause yo, my man took five
Now I'm the young one with the 9 ready to put in my time

[Outro: 2Pac]
Shoot first, look at their head, burst bleeding
Don't want to hear no sh*t this evening, believe me
We bomb first when we ride
Please reconsider 'fore you die
G's and thug n*ggas on the rise
Plan, plot, strategize, and bomb first
We bomb first when we ride
Please reconsider 'fore you die
G's and thug n*ggas on the rise
Plan, plot, strategize, and bomb first
{Começo de "Hail Mary"}
Let us pray, my n*ggas
For we have definitely sinned