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against all odds - trae lyrics

[talking: 2pac]
yeah n-gg-, yeah – that’s right
baby, that’s how we do it!

[verse 1: trae]
i’m back up in it once again – and who that claimin’that throne?
b-tch i’m a -sshole, tell them mothaf-ckers i’m home [gun shots]
still kickin it on my own, feds tapin my phone
i’m in the hood – livin what these n-gg-s rap in a song(fake -ss)
i remind ’em they dead wrong in the city i’m the king
and i can show you what it mean while i’m holdin this red beam
n-gg-s know the team, a.b.n and ain’t no doubt we touch ’em all
big, small, or tall – motto forever ‘f-ck ’em all
i heard ’em tell me that my att-tude was out of line
i told ’em suck a d-ck and it’s best to stay the f-ck out of mine
just for that tell them hoe n-gg-s, they -ss is out of time
i got it on my mind so it’s understood who the f-ck’ll shine
i’m comin ’round the corner, lookin for a couple cats
sittin’in the hoop while my n-gg-s sellin a couple packs
anybody can get it tell ’em shoot me a couple stacks
they want the streets, i’ll show ’em where the f-ck it’s at

[chorus: w/ trae talking over it]
homie against all odds – against all odds
homie against all odds, against all odds

[verse 2: 2pac]
follow me, tell me if you feel me – i think n-gg-s is tryna kill me
picturin’pistols spittin hollow points till they drill me
keepin’it real, and even if i do conceal
my criminal thoughts, preoccupied with keepin steel
see n-gg-s is false – sittin in court – turned snitches
they use to be real, but now they petrified b-tches
i’m tryna be strong they sendin armies out to bomb me
listen to ron, the only dj that can calm me
constantly armed, my firepower keep me warm
i’m trapped in the storm and f-ck the world till i’m gone
b-tches be warned, word is bond, you’ll get torn
i’m bustin on guilliani, he rubbin my n-gg-s wrong

and then it’s on, before i leave picture me
i’m spittin at punk b-tches – and hustlin to be free
watch me set it, n-gg-s don’t want it, you can get it
bet it make these jealous n-gg-s mad – i said it
this thug life – n-gg- we don’t cater to you hoes
f-ck with me, have a hundred mothaf-ckers at yo do’ – with 4 – 4’s
hahahaha, yeah n-gg-, thug life

[chorus: w/ trae talking over it]

[verse 3: trae]
tell ’em if they lookin 4 me ain’t nothin changed, still posted up with a
couple thugs
with a couple straps in my lap, holdin a couple slugs
i’m in a chevrolet floatin on a couple dubs
run up on me i’m a put ’em in ya chest like it’s nothin but love
i’m in the game but still i feel like i’m against ’em all
i’m in my zone, i lace ’em up and take it to the wall
i swear i’m a g – and i’m a be that way until i fall
the sh-t i’m on’ll have you prayin jesus’ll answer ya call
then it be known that i’m against all odds
i prophesize through the hood – in underneath all guards
b-tch i’m here to put the fire underneath all frauds
so any n-gg- in my way’ll be a mothaf-cker scarred
i’m the truth so reconize a livin legend in ya face
before i catch a att-tude and go to catch another case
i’m full speed, for the ride it ain’t gon’be another race
and if you think it’s somethin weak, then we can fall up out of place,
motherf-cker

[chorus: w/ trae talking over it]

[verse 4: trae]
i’m on the edge feelin like a n-gg- hard to kill
and f-ck them n-gg-s anyway cause they don’t keep it real
this mac eleven be enough to make a hater chill
run up on me, i can show you how the f-ck it feel
f-ck my foes and my use to be friends – i’m all good ‘long as i’m gettin my
ends
homie against all odds, i let ’em know it ain’t no need to pretend
so tell them n-gg-s that i’m back at it again

- trae lyrics

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