*Girl* *Girl* Artista: 2Pac Scott Storich (remix artist) Scott Storich (remix artist) Album: Loyal To The Game *Hook* (Tupac) *Hook* (Tupac) Música: Po Nigga Blues - Tristeza de um Negro Pobre (Scott Storch Remix) Why'd you slang crack? I had to Why'd you slang crack? I had to * Ron Isley só harmoniza na música, não canta realmente Why'd you slang crack? Cuz I had to Why'd you slang crack? Cuz I had to (Scott Storch) Hey! Why'd you slang crack? Cuz I had to Why'd you slang crack? Cuz I had to [Refrão: 2Pac] A nigga gotta pay the fuckin rent A nigga gotta pay the fuckin rent Por que você vende crack? Porque eu preciso *Verse1* (Tupac) *Verse1* (Tupac) Por que você vende crack? Porque eu preciso Crazy, I gotta work with what you gave me, claimin I'ma criminal when you the one that made me Crazy, I gotta work with what you gave me, claimin I'ma criminal when you the one that made me Por que você vende crack? Porque eu preciso They got me trapped in this slavery They got me trapped in this slavery O negro precisa pagar o aluguel now I'm lost in the holocaust headin for my grave G now I'm lost in the holocaust headin for my grave G [2Pac] I told Sam he could fuck the war, and got a busted jaw for sayin “fuck the law” I told Sam he could fuck the war, and got a busted jaw for sayin “fuck the law” Louco, eu tenho que trabalhar com o que você me deu And if you wonder why I'm mad, check the record And if you wonder why I'm mad, check the record Você me chama de bandido mas foi você quem me fez um bandido Whats a nigga gotta do to get respected Whats a nigga gotta do to get respected Me aprisionaram nessa escravidão Sometimes I think I'm getting tested, and if I don't say “yes” a nigga's quick to get arrested Sometimes I think I'm getting tested, and if I don't say “yes” a nigga's quick to get arrested Agora estou preso nesse holocausto, indo para a minha cova That's the reason I stay "zestin"(MIXING ERROR, 2 voices), I keep a vest on my chest incase the cops is getting restless That's the reason I stay "zestin"(MIXING ERROR, 2 voices), I keep a vest on my chest incase the cops is getting restless Eu disse para o Sam que ele podia dizer foda-se a guerra Walkin round ready to light shit up, because my life is fucked, some say I'm slightly nuts Walkin round ready to light shit up, because my life is fucked, some say I'm slightly nuts E ter sua boca estourada por dizer foda-se a lei Buck buck is the sound as I move up, other niggas pay attention when a fool bust.. huh.. Buck buck is the sound as I move up, other niggas pay attention when a fool bust.. huh.. Se você não sabe porque sou louco, volte no tempo They make a nigga be a killer, I used to be a dealer but they wanted to see whos realer They make a nigga be a killer, I used to be a dealer but they wanted to see whos realer O que um negro tem que fazer para ganhar respeito? Now them same mother fuckas wanna murder me, and I wonder if the lord ever heard of me Now them same mother fuckas wanna murder me, and I wonder if the lord ever heard of me As vezes acho que estou sendo testado I need loot, so I'm doin what I do, and don't say shit until you've walked in my shoes, I need loot, so I'm doin what I do, and don't say shit until you've walked in my shoes, E se eu falar não, mais um negro pra cadeia Theres no other destiny to choose, I had nothing left to lose, so I'm singin the nigga blues Theres no other destiny to choose, I had nothing left to lose, so I'm singin the nigga blues É por isso que continuo testando Hook Hook Sempre com meu colete no caso dos policiais ficarem no meu pé *Verse2*(Tupac) *Verse2*(Tupac) Dou meus rolês por ai, pronto pra acender um baseado Papa need brand new shoes, but what the fuck can a nigga do, my little boy gotta eat too Papa need brand new shoes, but what the fuck can a nigga do, my little boy gotta eat too Mas já que minha vida é uma merda, alguns dizem que eu sou meio louco So why must I sock a fella? Just live large like rocafella So why must I sock a fella? Just live large like rocafella Pow Pow, é o som que eu faço quando ando por ai And did you ever stop to think? I'm old enough to go to war but I aint old enough to drink And did you ever stop to think? I'm old enough to go to war but I aint old enough to drink Outros malucos prestam atenção quando um otário atira, huh Cops wanna hit me with the book, and you hooked on my “I don't give a fuck” look Cops wanna hit me with the book, and you hooked on my “I don't give a fuck” look Tornaram o negro aqui um assassino, antes eu era um traficante Makin rules, I'ma break em, no matter how much you make em, you show me bakin, I'ma take em Makin rules, I'ma break em, no matter how much you make em, you show me bakin, I'ma take em mas eles querem ver quem é mais verdadeiro So don't you ever temp me, I'm a fool for mine nigga, and my pockets stay HINTED So don't you ever temp me, I'm a fool for mine nigga, and my pockets stay HINTED Agora os mesmos filhos da mãe querem me matar To my brother in the barrio, you livin worse then the niggas in ghetto so To my brother in the barrio, you livin worse then the niggas in ghetto so E me pergunto se o Senhor está me ouvindo I give a fuck about your language or complexion, you got love for the niggas in my section I give a fuck about your language or complexion, you got love for the niggas in my section Preciso de suprimentos, então faço o que faço You got problems with the punk police, don't run from the chumps, get the pump from me You got problems with the punk police, don't run from the chumps, get the pump from me E não fale merda até estar no meu lugar We aint free, I'll be damned if I played a chip for a blonde haired blue eyed Caucasian bitch We aint free, I'll be damned if I played a chip for a blonde haired blue eyed Caucasian bitch Não havia outro destino para escolher Down with my home boy rich, fuck a snitch and groupie ass bitch Down with my home boy rich, fuck a snitch and groupie ass bitch Não me sobrou nada, então estou cantando a tristeza de um negro And a nigga with a cellular phone, leave his baby at home so he can go out and bone(huh) And a nigga with a cellular phone, leave his baby at home so he can go out and bone(huh) [Refrão: 2Pac] And you wonder why we blazin niggas, cuz you punks haven babies cant raise the niggas And you wonder why we blazin niggas, cuz you punks haven babies cant raise the niggas [Verso 2: 2Pac] And they damned to be fuck ups too, drink 40s of brew, singin the nigga blues And they damned to be fuck ups too, drink 40s of brew, singin the nigga blues Meu pai precisa de sapatos novos, mas o que eu posso fazer? Hook Hook Meu garoto pequeno precisa comer Why'd you slang crack? Cuz I had too Why'd you slang crack? Cuz I had too Por que preciso roubar meu mano Why'd you slang crack? Cuz I had too Why'd you slang crack? Cuz I had too para viver bem como o Rockefeller? Why'd you slang crack? Cuz I had too Why'd you slang crack? Cuz I had too E você já parou para pensar And now I'm headin for the mother fuckin' PEN And now I'm headin for the mother fuckin' PEN Eu sou velho o suficiente para ir para a guerra, mas para beber não