Spice here's go them niggas yo
Hit that shit hit that shit.
We all niggas going down where the fuck ya all going down.

Damn ain't this a bitch ya all got me fucked up
On this ol' playa haten ass shit.
Know what I'm sayin'?
Understand me?
When I was broke you all niggas didn't give a fuck
If I was pissin' on myself or shittin' off tha Bay Bridge nigga.
Now you in my mothafuckin' mix talkin' that ol' crazy shit,
That's alright 'cause I'm gonna bust a cap in that ass.
Me and Pac goin' let you know about
That ol' playa haten ass shit though.

Ya see these jealous muthafuckas
That be playin me G
Like a sucka ass nigga see
That ain't feeling me
It ain't easy
To kill a G
A mothafuckin' playa
From tha F, A, to tha see
Back stabbers in tha mothafuckin' place
Smilin' in my face
I got my hand on my gun
'cause they got me on tha run
Spice mutha fucin' One
I'm for leavin' bodies numb
I'm a G muthafucker
Can't you see
I'm a G
Rollin' deep
With my phat fo-fo uzi
I comes with a big phat gat
And hollow point clip
And quick
To be a soldier
By my shit
So nigga
Don't try no mo' shit
No ho shit
'cause when I was broke
Nigga didn't give a fuck
About my statis
Now that I'm at this
I'm loced out
And livin' lavish
So fuck tha gun control
About ta bust a cap nigga
'cause tha jealous got me strapped

I keep my hand on my gun 'cause they got me on the run
Jealous got me strapped
I keep my hand on my gun 'cause they got me on the run
Jealous got me strapped
I keep my hand on my gun 'cause they got me on the run
Jealous got me strapped
I keep my hand on my gun 'cause they got me on the run

Now niggas know that tha jealous got me strapped
Stepping close to the edge
I got tha cops and tha feds on my back
And there's no way that I'm giving up
I rather bury you bitches
'cause ain't no to marks gonna worry my riches
If I catch yo ass in traffic (hum)
You betta pull for ya pistol an open fire
Or get blasted (Booo Yahh!)
I'll be damned if I drop
It don't stop
I'm boxin' muthafuckaz with my glock
A skinny ass neva had a penny ass nigga
I figure my Mashfurd pump will show them punks who's bigger (Blah)
And even if I did fall, I'll still ball
I'm bustin' muthafuckers with my back against the wall
Till these jealous ass bitches kill me
I'll be thugin' like a muthafucker
Nigga feel me
And ain't no time for mistakes
So homies watch ya back
'cause these jealous ass tricks got me strapped
Jealous got me strapped

I keep my hand on my gun 'cause they got me on the run
Jealous got me strapped
I keep my hand on my gun 'cause they got me on the run
Jealous got me strapped
I keep my hand on my gun 'cause they got me on the run
Jealous got me strapped
I keep my hand on my gun 'cause they got me on the run

Homie ya know if I don't be runnin' with my strap
Then I might get blasted
Get blasted or blast
That's how I'm livin'
So I blast and blast the bastard
I can't be worried about no jail time
'cause niggas they tryin' ta take my head
I can't have shit if a nigga dead
So I bust back
And break the bitch niggas off propa
With a four-four take nine a chopper
And try and decapitate a niggas arms from with his shoulders
These jealous niggas don't know they fuckin' around with a soldier
I don't be slippin'
So nigga don't wait for me ta fall
And if I got enough
A hallow tip will smoke 'em all, y'all
Envious niggas prepare to fly off ya feet
'cause I'm comin' with some mothafuckin' heat
Playa, so keep ya aim straight
And hit a nigga on tha first shot
'cause I'm a be tryin' ta make your mothafuckin' heart stop
And don't be screamin' out for your family bitch
'cause it was your choice
That we jump into this gangsta shit

Jealous got me strapped
I keep my hand on my gun 'cause they got me on the run
Jealous got me strapped
I keep my hand on my gun 'cause they got me on the run
Jealous got me strapped
I keep my hand on my gun 'cause they got me on the run
Jealous got me strapped
I keep my hand on my gun 'cause they got me on the run

Writer : R. L. GREEN JR., G. REED T. SHAKUR
Copyright : Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group