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lirik lagu ain’t hard 2 find – 2pac


they say

influenced by crime, addicted to grindin
where i can pile up my chips
and n*gg*z call me a timer
i been ballin since my adolecsent years steady climbin
man, you motherf*ckers don’t know nuttin about no timin

that’s right, that’s right boy start that sh*t off

i heard a rumour i died, murdered in cold blood dramatized
picutes of me in my final stage you know mama cried
but that was fiction, some coward got the story twisted
like i no longer existed, mysteriously missin
although i’m worldwide, baby i ain’t hard to find
why i spend most of my time on california crime
watching for thievin i’m cautious it’s like i’m barely breathin
puttin a bullet in m*th*rf*ckers give me a reason
see me and hope i’m intoxicated or slightly faded
you tried to play me now homicide is my only payment
i’m addicted to currency in this life i lead
why the f*ck you cowards be runnin, too scared to fight a g
for the life of me, i cannot see
how motherf*ckers picture livin life after a night of f*ckin around with me
and if you don’t like this rhyme
then bring your big bad *ss to california, cause we ain’t hard to find

influenced by crime, addicted to grindin
where i can pile up my chips
and n*gg*z call me a timer
i been ballin since my adolecsent years steady climbin
man, you motherf*ckers don’t know nuttin about no timin

i got my locs on hard hat goin to war
breakin them off on sight, stoppin lives like red lights
watch em pause as i pull my strap, out my drawers
and get to dumpin on they *ss, like the last outlaws
rich, tupac and the click, smokin blunts, loadin clips
with enough sh*t to raise your block in one dip
we bring on horror like tales from the crypt
and we ain’t hard to find is the tales that we kick

i’m fully automatic full of static and sh*t
movin dodge van fifty rounds in the clip
i’m ridin shot gun with the tint in the back
i’m plan to have a motherf*ckerin mint in this rap
i’m from the v-a-l-l-e-j-o
where sellin narcotics is all i know
i got blow, speed, bleed, whatever yo’ kind
and if you need a motherf*cker i ain’t hard to find

some may call me bootsy, but i call it timin
that’s while i keeps on grindin (that’s right)
to the point where a n*gg* can’t stop
too much feelin this sh*t, that’s why i’m quick to peel a b*tch
whether it’s a n*gg* or a hoe, a hoe
get in my way, then that *ss gots to go
cause a n*gg* steady plottin
i serves h*t for hit, and motherf*ckers keep droppin

influenced by crime, addicted to grindin
where i can pile up my chips
and n*gg*z call me a timer
i been ballin since my adolecsent years steady climbin
man, you motherf*ckers don’t know nuttin about no timin

c-bo and d-shot, e-40, richie rich
da bay, beitch!

e-40, richie rich

down the steps
abandonded broken down apartment complex
heavy metal lipstick hairy can’t be scary
playboy, what the f*ck is the proof without the drama play
n*gg*, what the f*ck you got a gun for, if ya gonna hesitate
best shake and bake although mine was first to ask n*gg*z
motherf*ckers didn’t think i wasn’t going do somethin, ask n*gg*z
threaten your life, ain’t like you love him
bury your thoughts, take his head f*ck him have at him

check this out
i grew up with that n*gg*, threw up with that n*gg*
i hear he tryin to ride, double-edgin for the other side
but now, my glock be so judgemental
back seat of a rental keep my name out your dental
n*gg*, if your gum bleedin, and you needin
mo’ than twenty sticthes, you behaved like dem b*tches
sideways to the race
heavy in the game, check the resident it’s all the same
n*gg*, and we ain’t hard to find

h*ll nah we ain’t hard to find
the whole clickilation fool
motherf*ckers hard to find, right here b*tch

why them n*gg*z actin like they can’t find us
like like they can’t see us and
like we don’t be at the same spots they be at
it’s the same congregation, young pac is back
youknowhatimean?
n*gg* be lookin all the way when he see you and sh*t
it’s a celebration, young pac is back
motherf*ckers better understand this sh*t
ay d-shot n*gg* can we get paid man?
can we just go there and sock this sh*t up?
hey, we smokin, and we ain’t hard to fine
drinkin and sh*t, f*ckin with some hurricane
a motherf*cker’s gonna get his marlboros regardless playa
you supposed to
sideways to the next light…


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