[Intro: 2Pac]
Young Thugs in this motherfucker
Don't break up the fight, let 'em rumble
Hahaha
Don't make enemies with me
I try to tell these motherfucker's they ain't see
Don't make enemies with me

[Verse 1: 2Pac]
Some say my criminal experience is legendary
I do what's necessary
N***as wanna see me buried
Worried, if you comin' hurry
I ain't going down fuck the world I'm a thug
Tell 'em, can't nothing stop me but a slug
I went from drug dealing to a shot caller
From off the block, no longer rockin'
Puttin' money in my pocket nationwide baller
Bitch n***a I'm prepared to die, before I fry
I hit the weed so I be forever high
My eyes have seen so much of misery
So before I flee
I open fire let the lord pick the first to bleed
Bitches don't wanna see me leave, forever thuggin'
Tell 'em Bury Me A G on everything I love
And fuck the law cause the raw n***as ain't free
This picture's clear but we can't see
Ha ha ha
This game is jealousy, don't let 'em change ya'
That's what they keep on telling me, mother fuck the fame
I can't sleep cause I keep hearing peeps loaded
Mossberg wrapped in my sheets
Don't make enemies with me
[Chorus]
I try to tell these motherfucker's they ain't see
Don't make enemies with me
Rather fuck with these other other little Gs
Don't make enemies with me, n***a
I try to tell these motherfucker's they ain't see
Don't make enemies with me
Fuck with these other other little Gs
Don't make enemies with me

[Verse 2: Stretch & Majesty]
You n***as got nerve to try to run up on the G
A n***as so stressed, I'll kill your whole family
Lay 'em down and flee
The pressure's on, word is bond I'm a lunatic
Loadin' my gun quick
And Maj' got the extra clip

When a sucker tries to trip, I got my vest on
Mac-11 cocked back, knowin' we'll be pressing on

Bitch n***as, and snitched n***as get whacked
When the Drama like to pop off
Only my brother got my fucking back

So n***a don't let the fucking world know all your enemies
I stay on point with my joint cause I'm getting G's
And don't you n***as get no thoughts cause I be a G
I'm can't be touched can't you see
Don't make enemies with me

[Chorus]
I try to tell these motherfucker's they ain't see
Don't make enemies with me
Rather fuck with these other other little Gs
Don't make enemies with me, n***a
I try to tell these motherfucker's they ain't see
Don't make enemies with me
Fuck with these other other little Gs
Don't make enemies with me

[Verse 3: Mutah & K-Dogg]

The game's getting
Deeper with this I couldn't stop, I'm reminiscin'
And havin' flashbacks when them n***as came up missin'

Wish in my heart, these n***as they ain't have to start
Now therefore they gotta sleep in dark
Played the part with heart
When we spark they part
Runnin' silly through the park
They don't really wanna start
(How you wanna do?)
Yo K, anyway
These motherfucker's wanna play we can do it all day
So I stay

Sipping on my 'array to keep my head fine
And I'm where? Everywhere from here to bedtime
(Yeah n***a)

And I squeeze when I see 'em comin'
Straight gunnin' on enemies if it's really me that they wantin'

Cause it ain't nothin', Y'all n***as is frontin'
Do you really want it?
N***as dying tonight
Don't make enemies with me

[Chorus]
I try to tell these motherfucker's they ain't see
Don't make enemies with me
Rather fuck with these other other little Gs
Don't make enemies with me, n***a
I try to tell these motherfucker's they ain't see
Don't make enemies with me
Fuck with these other other little Gs
Don't make enemies with me

(Verse 4: Big Malc & Young Hollywood)

Check it, uh
Now, in '94
N***as get bust through the door
Caught up in a flash sitting on that ass (And rarely fold)
Get ready to tell 'em bout that trife shit

You wanna fight?
I wanna light shit, you lose your life bitch

A n***a struggle too hard for what I got
Hustle

And doubled every fucking yard that I cop and stop
Hell naw, I couldn't see it
Facin' a century in the penitentiary but so be it


And Jesus couldn't help me out the state

Prepare for an early date
To see my fate at the pearly gate
But wait
(No time for stallin')
But death is callin'

You wanna stomp on it somebody's gotta start fallin'
(True, what I do from sun up)
Is for a come up
(Wake up with my gun up)
Cause when I sleep that's when they run up
(So It's time to spray like Ray
And put the freeze on these fake Gs)
You know how we do
Don't make enemies with me
Ha ha

[Chorus]
I try to tell these motherfucker's they ain't see
Don't make enemies with me
Rather fuck with these other other little Gs
Don't make enemies with me, n***a
I try to tell these motherfucker's they ain't see
Don't make enemies with me
Fuck with these other other little Gs
Don't make enemies with me

[Verse 5: Sh'killa]
My enemies you don't want a piece of me
I blow up the spot make your shit more hot
My gun sprays all ways when erasing your face
I make ya' one inched stacked as I whip out the Gat
A victim with the frivolize anger
I rip out ya' vocal cords with just a hanger (Snitch)
I manage and I damage for ill behaviour
I make ya' want to go see ya saviour
As I'm beating down ya' wife
I rip out her bogus heart and without a knife, because I'm trife
And I don't think you want to fight
Put ya' gun down if ya' want ya' life
Don't make enemies with me

[Chorus]
I try to tell these motherfucker's they ain't see
Don't make enemies with me
Rather fuck with these other other little Gs
Don't make enemies with me, n***a
I try to tell these motherfucker's they ain't see
Don't make enemies with me
Fuck with these other other little Gs
Don't make enemies with me