2Pac and Snoop Dogg – 2 of Amerikaz Most Wanted

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2 of Amerikaz Most Wanted is a hip hop song performed by American rappers 2Pac and Snoop Dogg for 2Pac‘s chart-topping fourth (4th) studio album All Eyez on Me, released in 1996. It was later included on 2Pac‘s 2008 posthumous album Greatest Hits.

The song, written by a trio of 2Pac, Snoop Dogg and Daz Dillinger, was the album’s second (2nd) single –California Love being the first.

2 of Amerikaz Most Wanted samples some parts of Grandmaster Flash and The Furious Five’s 1982 single The Message and reached number forty six (46) on the US Billboard Hot R&B/Hip-Hop Airplay chart, which is the only chart it appeared on.

© 1996 Deathrow. Interscope Records.

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Up out of there

Ain’t nothin’ but a gangsta party

Ah shit, you done fucked up now (ain’t nothin’ but a gangsta party)

You done put two of America’s most wanted

In the same motherfuckin’ place at the same motherfuckin’ time (ain’t nothin’ but a gangsta party)

Y’all niggas about to feel this

Break out the champagne glasses and the motherfuckin’ condoms (ain’t nothin’ but a gangsta party)

Have one on us aight (ain’t nothin’ but a gangsta party)

Picture perfect, I paint a perfect picture

Bomb the hoochies with precision, my intention’s to get richer

With the S-N double-O-P, Dogg my fuckin’ homie

You’se a cold-ass nigga on them hogs

Sho’ ’nuff

I keep my hand on my gun, cause they got me on the run

Now I’m back in the courtroom waitin’ on the outcome

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Free 2Pac is all that’s on a nigga’s mind

But at the same time it seems, they tryin’ to take mine

So I’mma get smart and get defensive and shit

And put together a Million March for some gangsta shit

So now they got us laced

Two multimillionare motherfuckers catchin’ cases

Bitches get ready for the throw down, the shit’s about to go down

Me and Snoop about to clown

I’m losin’ my religion

I’m vicious on these stool pigeons

You might be deep in this game, but you got the rules missing

Niggas be actin’ like they savage, they out to get the cabbage

I’ve got nothin’ but love for my niggas living lavish

I’ve got a pit named P, she Nigerina

I’ve got a house out in the hills right next to Chino

And, I think I’ve got a black Bimmer

But my dream’s to own a fly casino

Like Bugsy Siegel, and do it all legal

And get scooped up by the little homie in the Regal, uh

It feels good to you baby-bubba

You see, this is for the G’s and the keys, motherfucker

Now follow as we ride

Motherfuck the rest, two of the best from the Westside

And I can make you famous

Niggas been dyin’ for years so how could they blame us

I live in fear of a felony

I never stop bailin’ these

Motherfuckin’ G’s

If you got it better flaunt it

Another warrant for 2 of America’s most wanted

Ain’t nothin’ but a gangsta party

Ain’t nothin’ but a gangsta party

Ain’t nothin’ but a gangsta party

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Ain’t nothin’ but a gangsta party

Nothin’ but a gangsta party

It ain’t nothin’ but a motherfucking gangsta party

Ain’t nothin’ but a gangsta party

Nothin’ but a gangsta party

It ain’t nothin’ but a motherfucking gangsta party

Ain’t nothin’ but a gangsta party

Now give me fifty feet

Defeat is not my destiny, release me to the streets

And keep whatever’s left of me

Jealousy is misery, suffering is grief

Better be prepared when you cowards fuck with me,

I bust and flee

“These niggas must be crazy, what?”

There ain’t no mercy, motherfuckers who can’t fade the thugs

You thought it was but it wasn’t, now disappear

Bow down in the presence of a boss player

It’s like cough blood gang-bangin’

Everybody in the party doin’ dope-slangin’

You gotta have papers in this world

You might get your first snatch before your eyes swirl

You doin’ your job every day

And then you work so hard ’til your hair turns gray

Let me tell you about life and about the way it is

You see, we live by the gun, so we die by the guns, kids

They tell me not to roll with my Glock

So now I gotta throw away

Floating in the black Benz, trying to do a show a day

They wonder how I live with five shots

Niggas is hard to kill on my block

Schemes for currency and dough-related

Affiliated with the hustlers, so we made it

No answers to questions, I’m trying to get up on it

My nigga Dogg with me, eternally the most wanted (Ain’t nothin’ but a gangsta party)

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Ain’t nothin’ but a gangsta party

Ain’t nothin’ but a gangsta party

Ain’t nothin’ but a gangsta party

Ain’t nothin’ but a gangsta party

It ain’t nothin’ but a motherfucking gangsta party

Ain’t nothin’ but a gangsta party

Nothin’ but a gangsta party

It ain’t nothin’ but a motherfucking gangsta party

Ain’t nothin’ but a gangsta party

Nothin’ but a gangsta party

It ain’t nothin’ but a motherfucking gangsta party

Ain’t nothin’ but a gangsta party

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