Tradin’ War Stories
Title | Tradin’ War Stories |
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Artist | 2Pac |
Album | All Eyez On Me |
Release Date | 1996-02-13 |
Description | On “Tradin War Stories”, 2Pac and his crew discuss near-death situations in the streets, and speak of how their parents and government turned their backs on them. Rick Rock recalls how 2Pac chose this beat: We get to Death Row [Records’] studios, and he’s playing his whole album. So, after he played the album, he’s ready to get down with everybody in the studio [and record some more music]. But there ain’t no producers there but me and Mike [Mosley]. And I have beats on my SP-1200 discs. So, while they was waiting for a producer and some equipment, I just slid my little ol’ discs in and loaded it up. And a beat came on and it was “Tradin’ War Stories.” He was like, “What’s that?” And I was like, “Man, that’s you.” And then he sat there for about 10 minutes – it was like he was tracing his writing. It was like he was writing it but it was already written. That’s how fast he was writing. It was weird as shit, man. So, he went in the booth and laid that shit. And I ended up loading a couple more, and he picked a couple more. I just thought as a man – He didn’t know me from shit, and he was like, “What’s that?,” and I was like, “That’s you,” and he got my credits on there. It had Mike Mosley’s name on there too. But it was through Mike Mosley though [that I was there], so it was all good. And ‘Pac made sure I got paid. My contract shit was straight. And, I just thought that shit was stand-up like a muthafucka. |
Lyrics | [Intro: 2Pac] A military mind, nigga (Yeah, the homies just sittin' around) A military mind mean money (You knahmean? Talkin' that shit) A criminal grind, nigga A criminal grind mean hustle You know [Chorus: 2Pac] We tradin' war stories, we Outlawz on the rise Jealous niggas I despise, look in my eyes We tradin' war stories, we Outlawz on the rise Jealous niggas I despise, look in my eyes [Verse 1: 2Pac] Now can your mind picture, a thug nigga drinkin' hard liquor This ghetto life has got me catchin' up to God quicker Who would figure that all I need was a hair trigger Semi-automatic MAC-11 just to scare niggas Pardon my thug poetry, but suckers is born everyday And fear of man grow on trees Criminal ties for centuries, a legend in my own rhymes So niggas whisper when they mention Machiavelli was my tutor, Donald Goines, my father figure Mama sent me to go play with the drug dealers Henceforth, we thug niggas and we came in packs Every one of my niggas strapped sippin' on 'Gnac In the back, my AR-15 Thuggin' 'til I die, these streets got me cravin' thorazine My lyrics are blueprints to money makin' Fat as that ass that honey shakin' [Chorus: 2Pac & Kastro] My niggas tradin' war stories, we Outlawz on the rise Jealous niggas I despise, look in my eyes We tradin' war stories, we Outlawz on the rise Jealous niggas I despise, look in my eyes We tradin' war stories [Verse 2: Kastro] I bust a trey-trey, buggin an' shit They call it overthuggin' and shit But I was just a younger nigga, gettin' older and lovin' this shit But what was I doin' in this place? To the fakes without a pistol in the first Facin' termination in the worst But I figured to play the wall; to watch all These playa hatin' niggas position for I could see 'em all Made it up out of there, lucky to be here to tell you But it'll never be a repeat, people, I'm tryna tell you You might also like[Verse 3: E.D.I. Mean] Now picture the scenery, I'm thugged out smokin' greenery Considered a BG, but I'm off in this game something deeply My eyes only see G's, that's why I'm young and burnt out Learned the know how, well how to do now, by 18 turned out And wide open, to ridin' and smokin' Collide with foes in the worst place Y'all shouldn'ta fucked with us, in the first place Y'all real OGs, droppin' game to the youngsters Y'all don't want no funk 'cause Y'all be the next in the long line of war stories [Chorus: 2Pac & C-Bo] We tradin' war stories, we Outlawz on the rise Jealous niggas I despise, look in my eyes We tradin' war stories, we Outlawz on the rise Jealous niggas I despise, look in my eyes [Verse 4: C-Bo] I breaks them off with this gangster war story tale Stacking loot up in the coupe that I protect with a Mack 12 When I slap my clip in the chamber; fool, your life's in danger No one will remain when I come through dumping insane Call me Bo Loc Major Pain, gun-slang and moving 'caine I be the nigga that pulling a trigger and dumping the hot ones up in your brain More bigger balls than RuPaul, Thug Life fade 'em all We bucks that ass up against the wall, up against a son of a man call We bucks them down on the way to the ground, ain't nothin' but the hog in me Plus, stompin' steel toed, killin' up ho's and keep mobbin' G It ain't no calling the funk off, now dumping out bucks with a sawed off Blast they dirty-ass drawers off and have them bitch niggas hauled off [Chorus: 2Pac & Napoleon] We tradin' war stories, we Outlawz on the rise Jealous niggas I despise, look in my eyes We tradin' war stories, we Outlawz on the rise Jealous niggas I despise, look in my eyes We tradin' war stories [Verse 5: Napoleon] My whole family been raised on shit that ain't okay Ain't nothin' on this Earth will make a nigga like me stay I'm reminiscin', and catchin' flashbacks when niggas ran up in my house and I was too young to try to blast back What happened then? No one would tell me since I was three Heard that God took my peoples, now they livin' somewhere free But fuck that, you got what's mines and I want that Never drop my guard, been on the squad since ways back And now I'm sittin', holdin' in anger because my parents missin' Thuggin' immortal, went got some war stories for you [Verse 6: Storm] Now look at me, straight Outlaw Immortal Never gave a fuck 'cause I was nobody's daughter Outlawing from my tits to my clits, don't try to figure 'Cause the murderous tendencies in my mind can't be controlled, nigga So who's the bigger, who's the quickest killer? Would you try to trip with my finger on the 9 milla When I got you on kay-nine-fourths Prayin' to God as your life goes back and forth We tradin' war stories [Chorus: 2Pac] We tradin' war stories, Outlawz on the rise Jealous niggas I despise, look in my eyes We tradin' war stories, Outlawz on the rise Jealous niggas I despise, look in my eyes We tradin' war stories, Outlawz on the rise Jealous niggas I despise, look in my eyes We tradin' war stories, Outlawz on the rise Jealous niggas I despise, look in my eyes We tradin' war stories, Outlawz on the rise Jealous niggas I despise, look in my eyes We tradin' war stories, Outlawz on the rise Jealous niggas I despise, look in my eyes We tradin' war stories, Outlawz on the rise Jealous niggas I despise, look in my eyes We tradin' war stories, Outlawz on the rise Jealous niggas I despise, look in my eyes We tradin' war stories, Outlawz on the rise Jealous niggas I despise, look in my eyes We tradin' war stories, Outlawz on the rise Jealous niggas I despise, look in my eyes We tradin' war stories, Outlawz on the rise Jealous niggas I despise, look in my eyes [Collision: 2Pac] War stories nigga; hahaha, what players do Thug Life, Outlaw Immortalz Motherfucking 2Pac a.k.a. Makaveli Can you feel me? Just so you know, it's on Death Row My niggas love that shit Dramacydal in this motherfucker, heheheh Yea nigga! Shout out to my niggas Fatal N Felony C-Bo, the bald head nut, what? You know what time it is |