Why U Turn On Me

I went from nothing to something, now they all wanna see me fall

And the player-haters hate to see a thug **** ball

And they say we hate the East Coast but that's funny

Got a lotta love for any **** getting money

I made a song about my enemies and **** tripped

It was hip hop until Tupac fucked Biggie's bitch

Y'all **** hypocrites and bitch-made

Now either love me or hate me but real thug **** get paid

Have me catching cases all across the nation

I went from jail to bail, to barely on probation

They got a player facing three strikes

And we might just blast, God bless the child that can get cash

With all these **** turning, they'll never learn

Got a long line of **** player-hating me but getting burned

Talk a lot of shit but you's a trick in drag

Like the MAC, make you fall back and stick yo ass for backstabbing

Why u wanna turn on me?

Never thought you would backstab me (Why y'all turning on me?)

When you **** see me, you flee (Why me?)

'Cause I'm a T-H with the U-G (Why me?)

Why U wanna turn on me?

Never thought you would backstab me

When you **** see me, you flee (Yeah, ****)

'Cause I'm a T-H with the U-G

It started so innocent but ended in the fifth precinct

Although two juvenile delinquents, we still decent

Playing catch and kiss, used to ditch the hurt

Fuck school, we would skip and drink a fifth on the curb

Me and you, no close to two, while drinking brew

What you need, ****, anything at all, come to me, ****

You can wear my clothes and my gold for the ho

Gave you the keys to the Jeep, offered my home as an open door

But then you picked a new direction, in the blink of an eye

My time away just made perfection, did you think I'd die?

I never got a single visit, yet I carry on

All my old friends too busy now my money gone

Said I got raped in jail, picture that?

Revenge is a payback, bitch, get your gat

Fuck with 'em, them I pray you choke

On the next dick down your throat

For turning on me

Why u wanna turn on me?

Never thought you would backstab me (Why y'all turning on me?)

When you **** see me, you flee (Why me?)

'Cause I'm a T-H with the U-G (Why me?)

Why u wanna turn on me?

Never thought you would backstab me

When you **** see me you, flee

'Cause I'm a T-H with the U-G

I put Jenny Craig on your fat ass, you fat troll

Anybody ever see, fat ass

Why you always wearing spandex, you fat bitch?

I know your pussy stink, you fat ho

I'm putting Jenny Craig on you, bitch

I'm 'bout to put a twenty-thousand dollar hit

Through Jenny Craig to come find your ass

And put you in a fat farm, you fat bitch

Thug life, outlaw, Westside, bitch

It's 2pac, so you know who said it

And for everybody who didn't like what I said about that other trick

And Mobb Deep, fuck you too, ****

If a **** didn't want to get talked about

He shouldn't have stepped in the fucking ring

If Tyson don't wanna get knocked out

He don't step in the fucking ring, that's how the shit go

When Tyson get in the ring, he knock motherfuckers out

Well, that's what 2pac gon' do

When **** come against me, I'ma knock they punk ass out

One way or the motherfucking other

This old motherfucking **** in the South told me, ****

It's more than one way to skin a cat

It's more than one way to shoot a gat

It's more than one way to die, ****

When I'm through, everybody cry, ****

This is how we do it

Why u wanna turn on me?

Never thought you would backstab me (Why y'all turning on me?)

When you **** see me, you flee (Why me?)

'Cause I'm a T-H with the U-G

Why you wanna turn on me?

Never thought you would backstab me

When you **** see me, you flee

'Cause I'm a T-H with the U-G

Fuck you too, ****