2Pac – Young Black Male Lyrics

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[Intro]
Hard like an erection... Young black male!
Hard like an erection...
Ain't shit to fool with...
Hard like an erection... Young black male!
Ain't shit to fool with... Young black male!

Yes niggas... yes niggas... yes niggas

Young black male!
Hard like an erection... Young black male!
Hard like an erection...
Ain't shit to fool with...
Hard like an erection... Young black male!
Hard like an erection...
Ain't shit to fool with...

Go nigga, go!

[Verse]
Young black male
I try to effect by kicking the facts
And stacking much mail
I'm packing a gat cause guys wanna jack
And fuck going to jail
Cause I ain't a crook, despite how I look
I don't sell ya-yo

They judging a brother like covers on books
Follow me into a flow
I'm sure you know, which way to go
I'm hitting 'em out of the dopes
So slip on the slope, let's skip on the flow
I'm fucking the sluts and hoes
The bigger the butts the tighter the clothes
The gimminy jimminy grows
Then whaddya know, it's off with some clothes
Rowd when the crowd says ho
That let's me know, they know I can flow
Love when they come to my shows
I get up and go with skins before
When I'm collecting my dough
I never respect, the one that I back
The quicker the nigga can rap
The bigger the check
, now watch how they sweat
What kind of style is that?
The style of a mack, and ready to jack
I rendered up piles of black
The wacker the pack, the fatter the smack
I hate it when real nigga bust
They hate when I cuss, they threaten to bust
I had enough of the fuss
I bust what I bust and cuss when I must

They gave me a charge for sales
For selling the tales... of young black males


[Outro]
Yes nigga, N-I-G-G-A, niggas
Ay nigga, you can't handle that shit!
Pass that man!
Hit that shit, that's the shit!
It smell like skunk, skunk smell like that nigga momma
We ain't nuttin' but some low down dirty niggas
Keep it real nigga, fuck you nigga!
You ain't giving me near a dime on this real motherfucker
Fuck St. Ides, it's an Old E thing baby
Strictly some of that Hennessy

Can I drink with you fellas? Can I get it on it?
Fuck you capo. You ain't in baby
I tell you what! You guys are not gonna be talking
All that shit, when I come back, OK?
We gonna say who the big mouth, when I come back

Young black male!

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