2Pac Can't C Me Lyrics

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The blind stares
Of a million pairs of eyes
Lookin' hard but won't realize
That they will never see
The P

(You must be goin' blind)

Give me my money in stacks
And lace my *****es with 9 figures
Real *****s fingers on nickle plated 9 triggas
Must see my enemies defeated
I catch them
While they coughed up and weeded
Open fire
Now them *****s bleedin'
See me in flesh
And test
And get your chest blown
Straight out the west, don't get blown
My adversaries cry like ho's
Open and shut like doors
Is you a friend or foe ?
***** you ain't know ?
They got me stressed out on Death Row
I've seen money
But baby I got to gets mo'
You scream and go
And I ain't stopping'
Till I'm well paid
Bails paid
Now *****, look what hell made
Visions of cops and sirens
*****s open fire
Buncha Thug Life *****s on the rise
Until I die
Ask me why I'm a Boss Player gettin' high
And when I'm rollin' by
*****s Can't C Me

The stares of a million pairs of eyes
And you'll never realize
You can't C Me

Been gettin' word that these square ************s with nerves
Saying they can get with us
But picture me gettin' served
My own mama say I'm thugged out
My **** be bumpin out the record store
As if it was a drug house
My lyrics bang like a Crip or Blood
***** what ?
It ain't nothing but a party when we thug
And there I was
A young ***** with heart
Ain't had **** to loose
Pullin' my pistol on them fools
You know the rules
D-R-E you got me heated
My words like a penitentiary ****
Hittin' *****es where it's most needed
Money and weed
Alize and Hennesse
To my Thug *****s in lock down
Witness me
Bail on these ho's in floss mode
The life of a Boss Player
**** what ya thought tho'
My enemies deceased
Die like a *****
When my album hit the streets
*****s Can't C Me

*****s Can't C Me

The stares of a million pairs of eyes
And you'll never realize
You can't C Me

Which way did he go George
Which way did he go
Which way did he go
Which way did he go

You *****s made a mistake
You should've never put my rhymes with Dre
Them Thug *****s have arrived and it's Judgement Day
Hey Homie if ya feel me
Tell them tricks that shot me
That they missed
They ain't killed me
I can make a ************ shake
Rattle and roll
I'm full of liquor
Thug *****
Quick to jab at them ho's
And I can make ya jealous *****s famous
**** around with 2Pac and see how good a *****s aim is
I'm just a rich ************ from the way
If this rappin' bring me money
Then I'm rappin' till I'm paid
I'm getten green like I'm supposed to
*****, I holla at these ho's
And see how many I can go through
Look to the star
And visualize my debut
*****s know me, player
I gotta stay true
Don't be a dumb ************
Because it's crazy after dark
Where the true Thug *****s see ya heart
*****s Can't C Me

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