5 Deadly Venomz

[Intro: 2Pac & Stretch] *laughter* We going platinum, nigga, we going platinum (Where the beat?) Yeah, you got the Live Squad in this motherfucker We get my nigga Treach from Naughty By Nature in this motherfucker My nigga Apache up in this motherfucker [Verse 1: 2Pac] My Mossberg goes boom, gimme room, can I catch it Talkin' quicker than a vic that's tryin' to keep from gettin' blasted I had enough I put a hit upon them bastards Boo-yaa, turn this Benz into a casket Now they after me, prowling for a niggas' bucks Time to see who's the G with the bigger nuts Buck buck, big up they're livin' reckless Niggas with a death-wish step in with a TEC and I'll wet this Yeah this shit is hyper True to what I'm writing, representing and I'm striking like a viper Huh, I got my mind made up, I got my nine Ring the alarm and strong-arm what's mine Some niggas need to feel me with a passion I'm old fashioned, run up on me, nigga, and get blasted With five deadly venoms [Bridge: Stretch] Yeah, 'Pac, fuck that, still hittin' 'em up with That old deadly shit, ayy yo, Treach, where you at? Step up and hit they ass up with the wickedness [Verse 2: Treach] We come to hit you with a sock full of funk Under ya eye next to ya nose, punk It's funky like skunk blunts stunk like funk cunt I come to take you on a war rough and rugged route And if another doubts, I blow your fuckin' mother out And after she's crossed out I shout, "I'm the MC wit' the nasty mouth!" and kick the bitch out Sue me? I pay the lawyer for ya, oh boy, yeah Plus my style's ten to twenty fuckin' pounds more I take you quicker than a picture of a punk, ya pickin' shit Pickin' pockets with a razor stoppin' Russian rockets Not shoplift, I'm liftin' shop Once you sound hot, 'cause if you ain't a perfect ten My sign is stop! It's twenty mother-crooked-fuckin' styles in 'em Like women in denim, I'm in 'em for deadly ready venom [Verse 3: Majesty] Yeah, as I take a puff I get rough, Big Maj The thugadon king I come tougher Tear 'em down with the sound of the Squad hard, boom! Breakin' 'em down, I make 'em see their doom Coming straight from the dome where I roam since a toddler Rob and steal and runnin' from the coppers Who hold a boulder, turn the gun controller Started from a punk, now to be a high roller Youngest, reckless, crazy, disaster MAC-11 blaster, and I run faster Than a lot of cops I can't be stopped 'til my head gets popped A lot of fuckin' bodies will drop It's a disaster, I'm coming for the blood splatter I make 'em scatter, leavin' trails of brains and bladders Blowin' 'em out the frame with no shame Game tight, drop a body then get out of sight Count my loot after I shoot, feed my kid, fuck a bitch Something I don't wanna do, something that I never did I try to get him, I think I hit 'em, I lit him He's out! A poison, a deadly venom [Bridge: Stretch] Yeah Maj, fuck that! You know how we do Know I'm sayin'? Squad in effect, YG'z in effect Now you know a nigga like me gotta represent You know I'm sayin'? Check it out [Verse 4: Stretch] Once again, back to rip shit, quick on the flip tip The psycho, represent the real to take the mic flow Deadly, rock a head G, check the melody Niggas can't touch me when I'm wreckin' shit, you better flee 'Cause I'm gifted with a jab and a forty-four Mag So, nigga, flip or take a trip in a body bag Uhh, boom you slipped up, now you're zipped up Yeah, one more statistic, fronted and got ripped up No joke, you get yolked, no matter how it sound We're taking all fake niggas back to the stomping ground Line 'em up single file, dome runnin' in 'em A nigga hit 'em with the venom, the fourth deadly venom [Bridge: Stretch] Nigga, ya know I'm sayin'? Fuck that! I told you, we takin' over, yo 'Pac [Verse 5: 2Pac] Five deadly venoms verse five be the livest Strugglin' and strive, keep a nine in my waistline Take mine, you better bury me, G Punk-ass niggas don't even worry me, see I got a Glock that say 'Pac run the block Fuck the cops 'cause my gauge gets me— paid! As I sit and reminisce about the old days Hugging on my AK, fuck getting played, hey I say niggas need to get they mind right Until they do, I pop a clip and grip my nine tight Now it's on everyday could be my last day That's why I blast on they ass as I passed let the glass spray First you had a mouth full of fronts Now your mouth's full of chunks, Pac's out puffin' blunts Deadly venoms [Bridge: Stretch] Hahaha, yeah pass that shit over here Apache 'bout to clean shit up [Verse 6: Apache] Throw up your middle finger! Start the track for the maniac Only thing I'm giving out is black donuts and dirty backs Let me tell ya how rough I get I pop shit behind your back, get in your face and pop the same shit You can't get in 'cause my gate's bigger, I'm a snake nigga I act thug, squeeze so hard I break the fuckin' trigger I'm a cinch in a clinch, your punch is like a pinch Test the rhyme, I'll knock your hairline back an inch Fuckin' up pooh-butts, cut 'em like cold cuts Choke 'em with my bootlace, then leave 'em hangin' like old nuts Clip up and move out, time to get 'em That's the results of fuckin' with the fifth venom in denim [Outro: Stretch] Yeah, Ya know I'm sayin'? Five motherfuckin' deadly venoms, in effect for '93 '94, '95, all that other shit We takin' this motherfucker over this larger hit Ya know I'm sayin'? Follow us, come along, ya know I'm sayin'? We takin this motherfucker over, trust, we out