Album Songs

  • Temptations
  • Me Against The World
  • So Many Tears
  • Dear Mama
  • If I Die 2Nite
  • Young Niggaz
  • Heavy In The Game
  • Lord Knows
  • It Ain''t Easy
  • Can U Get Away
  • Old School
  • Fuck The World
  • Death Around The Corner
  • Outlaw

  • Artists > 2pac > Me Against The World > Young Niggaz




    I wanna dedicate this one to Robert ''Yummy'' Sanderford

    and all other lil'' young niggaz that''s in a rush to be gangstas



    As a young nigga, I''m almost
    swellin
    in the wind

    Give anythang, to be that innocent again, when I was ten

    I didn''t bang but I was hangin with the homies

    tell them niggaz started slangin that they don''t know me

    I got my hustle on, learned to ignore what couldn''t pay me

    Lately I''ve been tryin to make a bill-ion, can you play me

    with that jealousy they need to miss me, don''t sweat me

    If them cowards really want me, come get me, and even I

    someday will die but I''m cautious, I''m fin'' to ride

    Put down the top, now we flossin

    Hit the freeway, let the wind blow, drop the window

    Workin with a twenty sack of indo, feelin good

    Stop through the hood, grab the young thugs

    And I can''t help but reminisce back when we slung drugs, know it''s bad

    but all we had was our hopes and dreams

    Couldn''t see unless we learned to slang dope to fiends

    as young niggaz



    He''s the kind of G like everybody knows

    As a young nigga

    He''s always G''d up, from head to toe

    My memories as a young nigga

    Always got it blown like Al Capone

    Young nigga

    He''s the downest G I''ve ever known



    Back in Junior High, when we was barely gettin by, when daddy died

    That''s when my momma started gettin high

    My neighborhood was full of drivebys, couldn''t survive

    All our homies livin short lives, I couldn''t cry

    Told my momma if I did die, just put a blunt in my casket

    let me get my dead homies high

    Come follow me throughout my history, it''s just

    _Me Against the World_ stuck in misery; as a young nigga

    My only thing was to be paid

    Life full of riches avoid snitched cause they shady, back in the days

    We always found the time to play,

    but that''s before they taught them gangbangers how to spray

    Not just L.A., but in the Bay and in Chicago and even St. Louis

    Every stadium that I go, when will they change


    Stuck in the game like a dumb nigga

    Remember how it was, to be a young nigga



    He''s the kind of G like everybody knows

    As a young nigga

    He''s always G''d up, from head to toe

    My memories as a young nigga

    Always got it blown like Al Capone

    Young nigga

    He''s the downest G I''ve ever known



    I''m tellin you..

    .. to be young, have your brains and have every
    and all that

    Yo, y''all niggaz don''t know how good you really do got it

    Muh''fuckers need to just calm down

    and peep what the fuck they wanna do for the rest of the life

    ''Fore you end your life before you BEGIN your life

    You dumb nigga



    Now that I''m grown, I got my mind on bein somethin

    Don''t wanna be another statistic, out here doin nuttin

    Tryin to maintain in this dirty game, keep it real

    and I will even if it kills me, my young niggaz

    break away from these dumb niggaz

    Put down the guns and have some fun nigga, the rest''ll come nigga

    Fame is a fast thang, that gangbangin

    puttin niggaz in a casket, murdered for hangin

    at the wrong place at the wrong time, no longer livin

    Cause he threw up the wrong sign, and every day

    I watch the murder rate increases, and even worse

    the epidemic and diseases, what is the future


    The projects lookin hopeless, where

    more and more borhters givin up and don''t care

    Sometimes I hate when brothers act up, I hit the weed

    and I proceed to blow the track up, for young niggaz



    He''s the kind of G like everybody knows

    For these young niggaz

    He''s always G''d up, from head to toe

    My memories as a young nigga

    He always got it blown like Al Capone

    Take it slow nigga, it''s for the young niggaz

    He''s the downest G I''ve ever known

    As a young nigga



    He''s the kind of G like everybody knows

    He''s always G''d up, from head to toe

    Memories as a young nigga

    He always got it blown like Al Capone

    He''s the downest G I''ve ever known

    [''Pac talking overlaps singing last four lines]

    This go out to the young thugs, the have-nots (you know)

    Little bad motherfuckers from the block (that''s right)

    Them niggaz that''s thirteen and fourteen

    Drivin Cadillacs, Benzes and shit (I see you boy)

    Young motherfuckin hustlers (make that money boy)

    Stay strong nigga

    You could be a fuckin accountant, not a dope dealer

    youknowhatI''msayin
    (Go to school nigga, go to school)

    Fuck around and, you pimpin out here

    You could be a lawyer (really doe)

    Niggaz gotta get they priorities straight

    (Don''t see Johnny Cochran out in this motherfucker)

    Really doe.. young niggaz.. little RahRah

    (sup nigga) Especially my little cousins don''t be no dumb guy

    (Don''t be a dumb nigga, listen, young niggaz)



    [singers freestyle and skat to the end of the song]