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2Pac - Po N***a Blues Feat. Ron Isley (Scott Storch Remix)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
2Pac
2Pac
Vocals
Ronald Isley
Ronald Isley
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ronald Isley
Ronald Isley
Songwriter
Scott Storch
Scott Storch
Songwriter
Katari Cox
Katari Cox
Songwriter
Malcolm Greenidge
Malcolm Greenidge
Songwriter
Daryl L. Anderson
Daryl L. Anderson
Songwriter
Marshall Mathers
Marshall Mathers
Songwriter
Tupac Shakur
Tupac Shakur
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Scott Storch
Scott Storch
Producer
Brian Gardner
Brian Gardner
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Hey, why'd you slang crack?
I had to
Why'd you slang crack?
'Cause I had to
Why'd you slang crack?
'Cause I had to
A **** gotta pay the fucking rent
[Verse 2]
Crazy, I gotta work with what you gave me
Claiming I'm a criminal and you the one that made me
They got me trapped in this slavery
Now I'm lost in this Holocaust, heading for my grave, G
I told Sam, he could fuck the war
And got a busted jaw for saying, fuck the law
And if you wonder why I'm mad, check the record
What's a **** gotta do to get respected?
[Verse 3]
Sometimes I think I'm getting tested
And if I don't say, yes, a ****'s quick to get arrested
That's the reason I stayed zesting
I keep a vest on my chest in case the cops are getting restless
Walking 'round, ready to light shit up
And since my life is fucked, some say I'm slightly nuts
Buck-buck is the sound as I move up
Other **** pay attention when the fool bust
[Verse 4]
They make a **** be a killer
I used to be a dealer but they wanted to see who's realer
Now them same motherfuckers wanna murder me
And I wonder if the Lord ever heard of me
I need loot so I'm doing what I do
And don't say shit until you walked in my shoes
There was no other destiny to choose
I had nothing left to lose
So I'm singing **** blues
[Verse 5]
Why'd you slang crack?
'Cause I had to
Why'd you slang crack?
'Cause I had to
Why'd you slang crack?
'Cause I had to
A **** gotta pay the fucking rent
[Verse 6]
Poppa need brand new shoes
But what the fuck can a **** do?
My little boy gotta eat too
So why I must I sock a fella
Just to live large like Rockefeller?
And did you ever stop to think, I'm old enough to go to war
But I ain't old enough to drink
Cops wanna hit me with the book
And you're hooked on my I don't give a fuck look
[Verse 7]
Make your rules, I'ma break 'em
No matter how much you make 'em
You show me bacon, I'ma take 'em
So don't you ever tempt me
I'm a fool for mine, ****, and my pockets stay empty
To my brothers in the barrio
You're living worse than the **** in the ghettos, so
I give a fuck about your language or complexion
You got love from the **** in my section
[Verse 8]
You got problems with the punk police?
Don't run from the chumps, get the pump form me
We ain't free, I'll be damned if I play the trick
For a blonde-haired, blue-eyed caucasian bitch
Down with my homeboy, Rich
Fuck a snitch and a groupie ass bitch
And a **** with the cellular phone
Leave his baby at home
So he can go out and bone
And you wonder why we blazing ****
'Cause you punks having babies, can't raise the ****
And they down to be fuck-ups too
Drinking forties of brew
Singing **** blues
[Verse 9]
Why'd you slang crack?
'Cause I had to
Why'd you slang crack?
'Cause I had to
Why'd you slang crack?
'Cause I had to
Now I'm heading for the motherfucking pen
[Verse 10]
Why'd you slang crack?
'Cause I had to
Why'd you slang crack?
'Cause I had to
Why'd you slang crack?
'Cause I had to
Now I'm heading for the motherfucking pen
[Verse 11]
Why'd you slang crack?
'Cause I had to
Why'd you slang crack?
'Cause I had to
Why'd you slang crack?
'Cause I had to
Now I'm heading for the motherfucking pen
Written by: 2Pac, Daryl L. Anderson, Katari Cox, Malcolm Greenidge, Ronald Isley, Scott Storch
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