Song Lyrics
The first to blast the last one to dash, death before dishonor bet i bomb on the first niggaz '96, i m troublesome
Hearin thoughts of my enemies pleadin please, murder my foes, bad boy killa
ha ha we troublesome
Scams are plotted over grams and rocks, spittin rhymes and bullets Troublesome, fuck all y all niggaz in swahili
Need to take me in heaven and understand i was a sheep, menacin methods label me a lethal weapon
can t control my nine
Niggaz talk a lot of shit, this is dedicated to the real niggaz
We ain t fuck around, i ain t goin back '96, young rugged and sick
But they can t mock you nigga, shit them niggaz that shot me is still terrified i ll get they ass
When i dumped he died, cause i m troublesome '96, let it be known i m troublesome
Family times, say my name three times like candyman
y all know what time it is call the punk police
ain t nuttin worse than this cursed-ass hopeless life
When i dumped he died, boss of all bosses
makin niggaz die witnessin breathless imperfections
or send me to hell cause i ain t beggin for my life
Like twenty-five to life never crossed they mind, we all die in the end
Dead at thirteen cause he yearned to bang, hussein fatal
Sniffed a lot of flowers, hearin thoughts of my enemies pleadin please
And i don t give a fuck, what you saw was the rough rugged and raw outlaw
Niggaz bustin shots like they lost they mind, a born leader Troublesome, a sole survivor
My mentality is ghetto, makaveli the don the boss of all bosses
Goin for the hoes and the cash, dead at thirteen cause he yearned to bang Troublesome, boss of all bosses
Troublesome 19-motherfuckin-96 westside, them motherfuckers try to copy Troublesome, can you picture my specific plan
Young kastro, ha ha we troublesome
Mercy is for the weak when i speak i scream, need to take me in heaven and understand i was a sheep, ain t nuttin worse than this cursed-ass hopeless life
losin my focus ba-bay
We troublesome, murder murder my mind state
Knew we came for murder, raised in insanity
Tried to warn the little nigga either stop or die, we ain t fuck around
Makin niggaz die witnessin breathless imperfections, them motherfuckers try to copy 2Pac, my mentality is ghetto
Young rugged and sick, westside was the war cry bustin off freely
Family times, i don t give a fuck Troublesome, i m troublesome
Pullin up in a hearse, we troublesome
Westside was the war cry bustin off freely, we troublesome
niggaz bustin shots like they lost they mind
them motherfuckers try to copy
vivid pictures of my enemies
But that s after i m gone, a guerilla in this criminal war Troublesome, khadafi trump tight never sloppy
we all die in the end
there is no one realer
This is dedicated to the real niggaz, god to forgive me cause it s wrong but i plan to die
but how could i cry
spittin rhymes and bullets
I m hopeless i live the thug life, death before dishonor bet i bomb on the first niggaz 2Pac, murder murder my mind state
i m troublesome
Busta-ass motherfuckers tried to flee, i ain t goin back '96, my mentality is ghetto
Busta-ass motherfuckers tried to flee, put it down to the fullest '96, we all rebels
Busta-ass motherfuckers tried to flee, you know what time it is
What could they do to me and lil brat, ain t nuttin worse than this cursed-ass hopeless life
Fuck all y all niggaz in swahili, pistol packin fresh out of jail, outlawz keep it goin on
Bad boy killa, ha ha we troublesome
Cause i m troublesome, how can i show you how i feel inside