2Pac - Tradin' War Stories

[2Pac]
military mind [bad word] military mind mean money
criminal grind [bad word] criminal grind mean hustle
You know
 [bad word]  2Pac (repeat 2X)

We tradin war stories, we Outlawz on the rise
Jealous niggaz I despise, look in my eyes

[2Pac]
Now can your mind picture, a thug [bad word] drinkin hard liquor
This ghetto life has got me catchin up to God quicker
Who would figure that all I need was a hair trigger
semi-automatic Mack 11 just to scare niggaz
Pardon my thug poetry, but suckers is born everyday 
and fear of man - grow on trees
Criminal ties for centuries, a legend in my own rhymes
So niggaz whisper when they mention 
Machiavelli was my tutor Donald Goines, my father figure
Moms sent me to go play with the [bad word] dealers
Hits fall, we thug niggaz and we came in packs.
Every one of niggaz strapped sippin on 'nac (Cognac)
In the back, my AR-15
Thuggin till I die, these streets got me cravin thorazine
My lyrics are blueprints to money makin,
Fat as that [bad word] that honey shakin,
My niggaz tradin' war stories.
 [bad word] (w/ Outlawz)

[Kastro]
I bust a trey-trey, buggin an' [bad word] They call it overthuggin and [bad word] But I was just a younger [bad word] 
gettin older and lovin this [bad word] But what was I doin in this place?
To the fakes without a pistol in the first,
facin termination in the worst
But I figured to play the wall; to watch all these 
playa hatin niggaz position for I could see 'em all
Made it up out of there, lucky to be here to tell you
But it'll never be a repeat people I'm tryin to tell you.

[Edi Amin]
Now picture the scenery, I'm thugged out smokin greenery
Considered a B.G., but I'm off in this game somethin D-P
My eyes only see deez, that's why I'm young and burnt out
Learned the know how, well how to do now, by 18 turned out
And why I do it - the ridin and smokin
Collidin with foes - in the worst place; 
y'all shouldn'ta [bad word] with us ,in the first place
Y'all real O.G.'s, droppin game to the youngsters
Y'all don't want no funk cause
y'all be the next in the long line of war stories
 [bad word] 
[C-Bo]
I breaks 'em off with this gangsta war story tale
Stackin loot up in the coupe that I protect with a Mack 12
Slap my clip in the chamber; fool, your life's in danger
No one will remain when [bad word] through dumpin insane
Call me Bo-wl of Major Pain, gun-slang and movin 'caine
I be the [bad word] that's pullin the trigga
and dumpin the hollow points in your brain
Mo' bigger balls [bad word]  Thug Life ain't a ball
We bust that [bad word] up against the wall (up against the wall)
(???) Never been no (??) men
How we bucks 'em down on the way to the ground
ain't nuttin but the hog in me
Bust off his [bad word]  killin (??) and keep mobbin It ain't no problem (??) funk off
(???) blow down punks with my sawed off
Bust they dirty [bad word] drawers off
and had them [bad word] niggaz hauled off
 [bad word] 
[Napoleon]
My whole family been raised, on [bad word] that ain't okay
Ain't nuttin on this earth will make a [bad word] like me stay
I'm reminiscin, and catchin flashbacks when niggas ran up 
in my house and I was too young, to try to blast back
What happend then?  No one would tell me since I was three
Heard they got to my peoples, now they livin somewhere free
But [bad word] that, you got what's mines and I want that
Never drop my guard, been on the squad, since ways back
And now I'm sittin, holdin in anger because my parents missin
Thuggin Immortal, got some war stories for ya

[Storm]
Now look at me - straight Outlaw Immortal
Never gave a [bad word] cause I was nobody's daughter
Outlawin from my [bad word] to my [bad word]  don't try to figure 
cause the murderous tendencies of my mind can't be controlled, [bad word] So who's the bigge