BTW this is irrelevant on my part, but it is taking forever for DDG to release this amazing song if it's DDG It's the best new age song from 2023? or some unreleased song DDG 5:13 mark ko'd me, want this song name so bad and DDG to release it. 5:13 mark.

Gonna Cheat myself once 

Nas - The world is yours, Amazing 5/5

Cru - Pronto (instruments) 5/5 I got annihilated

Snoop Dogg - Gin and Juice 5/5

DR. Still DRE 5/5

I wanted other's to post Ice Cube today was a good day 5/5

Tupac - Black Starry Night (interlude) , 5/5 

2Pac - Pac's theme 5/5 It's his theme lyrics

One Preventing (There is absolutly no reason for a record like this to be published it has no place in our society) 

2Pac, they gotta understand me

One preventing:(withdraw on this record)

2Pac, That's how I feel I'm a do whatever I like I am not a role model.

2Pac -Troublesome album Unreleased the darker version of Strickly for my Niggaz Album few songs I like.

0:00 mark trouble 92 aka trouble 21 lyrics , 1000000/10

[Verse 1]
Born to wreck shit, poppin' bubble gum
Others call me Yum, but momma call me troublesome
Learned to shoot a gun, before I learned to read or write
Never touched a pipe, made my money every night
'Til I gotta (ride), a motherfuckin' Benz (benz)
Bitch talked to every snitch, they jeopardized me gettin' rich
Only fifteen at a spot full of rock teens
Full of hard knocks, ready to clock, fuck the cops (yeah!)
And we was fat like Trump
Every nigga packed a pump, so time to be poppin' trunks
I stood at the top of the organization
Ready to pop a cop with no hesitations (fuck the police) yeah
Now I'm makin' all the others run
Cause here it comes, look out for brother troublesome

[Interlude]
Yeah y'all, hehe
A nigga named Troublesome

[Verse 2]
I learned from my mistakes I'm twenty-one now
I gotta pack of jackers out for me they hold a gun battle
Ain't old enough to save but I behave just like a true vet
That's cause for all the dirt I did and dirt I didn't do yet
Tryin' to pop my pistol for a profit
Copper tried to stop I didn't drop and so we got it (yeah)
And I don't give a fuck about it
(Aiyyo you think you'll ever quit this shit?) I doubt it
So why not take all of me
Cause I just love to be the nigga that nobody else has the balls to be
These suckers always searchin' for me, with funk
They in a hurry to get buried with they loc's up (see ya)
And once I let my gun pop
Another motherfucker drops
I smoke a gang of buddha better yet some indo
Crack through your window, nigga where the fuck the ya-yo?
You tried to hesitate I couldn't wait to rush him
I didn't trust him, he sneezed and I had to bust him
I'm criminal I'm workin' doin' wicked shit
So catch a Christmas cause I'm murderin' your witnesses, I'm troublesome

Holla if ya hear me darker evil version OG from unreleased troublesome 92 album

[Intro: 2Pac]
Holler if ya hear me
Yeah, it’s on
Muthafucking Live Squad in the house
We gonna set this shit off for these old square ass punk muthafuckers

It’s on, it’s on, it’s on
Holla if ya hear me

[Verse 1: 2Pac]
I got a nine thang ready to go BANG BANG!
On the first crooked cop that even comes near me
I beg your pardon, call the guards in, Chief Gates
Can’t wait to see your face, better move to another state
BOOM BOOM, a ballistic slug, we realistic
The 12 gauge will leave you twisted
The government is getting shadier
And therefore, niggas get crazier
Huh, and 5-0 can’t fade the havenots
Shoulda learned when them OGs trashed Watts
Move on, move on, move on
Still wicked, love to kick it, get my groove on
And you can say no to drugs, but you can’t say no to the thugs with slugs
Tell the president it’s evident he's lost
Wouldn’t know a gangbanger from a fucking horse
Rather read The Source, flip through Rap Pages
Black pages, speaking on black rages
We don’t even know the scoop
And the truth is the troops can’t hold the youth
Send em down with they tanks and
AK-47s, what the fuck you niggas drinking?
Now tell me what you’re thinking?
You can roll through the hood and not get a spankin’
Niggas got they strap on
When they pop a cap it ain’t never black on black
They watching where they shoot, and they careful where they loot
Check the field and you'll find proof
Black business staying 'til the end
Fooled a nigga one time, won’t work again
Let's get along with the Mexicans
And we can all have peace on the sets again
And I love it when they fear me
If I’m spittin’ to you clearly
Nigga, holla if ya hear me

Edited an hour ago, added the unreleased 1992 unrelased album epic intro and 8:40 mark the song troublesome 92 Insanely amazing lyrics too much against his foe vs troublesome 96 post above, Also holla if you hear me Darker version is banging in this unreleased album compared to the official holla if you hear me released song many years ago. WOAH.

Check my last post above please highly 

Ghetto Gospel [OG Unreleased Outtake] [Remaster] 1000/10 whole song wrecked me beats were dope

[Verse 1: 2Pac]
If I could recollect before my hood days
I'd sit, reminisce in bliss on the good days
I stop and stare at the younger
My heart goes to 'em
They tested, it was stressed that they under
We never really went through that
Because we was born B.C. - you and me before crack
And nowadays things changed
Everyone's ashamed of the youth cause the truth look strange
And for me it's reverse
We left them a world that's cursed and it hurts
Cause any day they'll push the button
And all good men like Malcolm X and Bobby Hutton died for nothin'
Don't 'em let me get teary
The world looks dreary
But when you wipe your eyes, see it clearly
There is no need for you to fear me
If you take the time to hear me
Maybe you can learn to cheer me
It ain't about black or white cause we're human
I hope we'll see the light before it's ruined
My Ghetto Gospel

[Hook]
(woman singing)
It's ok, it's ok, it's ok
(2Pac over chorus)
Yeah, my Ghetto Gospel
(Man talking)
(woman singing)
It's ok, it's ok, it's ok

[Verse 2: 2Pac]
Tell me, do you see that old lady? Ain't it sad?
Livin' out of bags but she's glad for the little things she has
And over there there's a lady, crack got her crazy, well guess she's givin' birth to a baby!
I don't trip to let 'em fade me
From outta the frying pan we jump into another form of slavery
And even now I get discouraged
I wonder if they take it all back will I still keep the courage?
I refuse to be a role model
I set goals, take control, drink out my own bottle (yeah)
I make mistakes but learn from everyone
And when it's said and done
I bet this brother will be a better one
If I upset you, don't stress and never forget that God isn't finished with me yet
I feel his hand on my brains when I write rhymes I go blind and let the Lord do his thing
But am I any less holy?
I choose to puff a blunt and drink a beer with my homies
(and this is not world peace, we tried and failed) and there is war on the streets!
My Ghetto Gospel

[Hook]

[Verse 3: 2Pac]
I remember grandma's hands used to hold me, mold me, I never forget the things she told me
Brothers' a butt and played the big shot, cause you know
Grannies are the only thing that little Ghetto kids got
Moms work and papa's buried
She dropped me over granny's house
Bless her heart cause she worry
And ghetto grannies are like books, we got so many crooks cause so many grannies gettin' shook
And gettin' dropped in the nursing home
And times is hard and even worst alone
And how could you be so cold
You'll get your turn as soon as you turn old
All they ask of every person
They try to figure out what's on the mind of a brother when he's cursing
9 out of 10 you'll find the problems, time to take a listen and see what you could do to solve them
Cause everybody needs a little help on the way to relying on one's self
So think about it... why 2Pac hit cha, hit cha with a little ghetto gospel
My Ghetto Gospel

[Hook]

[Verse 4: 2Pac]
I was a stone cold gangsta man
Until you gave me ghetto gospel, I thank you man
Used to roll in the back and do drugs a lot
Now I'm bangin' these tracks, slanging rhymes I got
In this world of greed tryin' to succeed on my beliefs
Now I lay me down to sleep
Lord can you hear me speak?
Can you forgive me for my sins?
If I had it all to do again, I'd still play to win
I hope the Lord can understand me
A man's gotta do what he can for his family
And pay the price of being hellbound
But I rather see hell later than see hell now
And the devil ain't got nothing on the president, cut back and keep us strapped in our residence and be like animals in cages
We can rant and rave about slavery for ages
Or we can start making positive and hit 'em with a little ghetto gospel
My Ghetto Gospel

2Pac - Strictly For My N.I.G.G.A.Z. (Troublesome 21 Mixdown) (prod. Laylaw) (Remastered Best Q) 1000/10

[Intro]
Yo, law
Is it cool if a nigga just get fucked up for this one?
Yeah, Mr. Fuck-a-Cop is back
And I still don't give a fuck, yaknahmsayin'?
Puffin' on this indo (Guess who's back)
In the studio with my partners out here (Guess who's back)
Pacific Heights in the house (Guess who's back), know what I mean?
(And madder than motherfucker)

[Verse 1]
I was framed, so don't make the same mistake, nigga
You gotta learn how to shake the snakes, nigga
'Cause the police love to break a nigga
Send 'em upstate 'cause they straight-up hate the niggas
So what I do is get a crew of zoo niggas
Straight fools into rules and do niggas
And one-time had enough of me
I'm still raw so the law can't fuck with me
They wanna send me to the pen', punk, picture that
I stay strapped, motherfuckers better get your gat
It ain't easy bein' me, I can't take it
Life as a celebrity ain't everything they make it
And ever since the movies these hoes try to do me
If they can't screw me, they find a way to sue me
Now can you picture me coolin' at a night club?
Nothin' but love, but motherfuckers wanna mean mug
Since I wear a lot of gold, they plot
Don't know what I got and get shot with the hot ones
And, aw yeah, I wanna feel guilty
But you punk motherfuckers tried to milk me
You'll get smacked behind the ear with my phone or my pager
It's beepin' while I cut you with my razor
I'm not violent, I'm petrified and nervous
I got no mercy for these niggas tryin' to serve us
But if you catch me outta pocket, then I'm got
You love to shoot a nigga but you scared to pop a cop
Now drop it

DOnt call me bitch 1:04 mark ko'd me too good. unreleased version 1000/10

Don’t Call Me, Bitch (2Fly4Me) Lyrics

2Pac - Crooked Nigga Too OG (ft. Stretch) (Remastered Best Q) 1000/10

[Intro: 2Pac]
Yo Pac I heard you got beat up by the police
Got a big fat lawsuit and everything (Word up)
Niggas just wanna know if your still gonna be on some crooked ass nigga shit

[Verse 1: 2Pac]
Please tell me what's a nigga to do, and it's true
Ain't nuttin new, so I do, what I do to get through
Now first they had me trapped and now I'm pissed
A loaded AK-47 layin' on my hips so I don't trip
One mothafucker from the Underground
And Big Stretch buckin' niggas if they fuck around
Yo why I got beef with police?
Ain't that a bitch, the mothafuckers got a beef with me
They make it hard for me to sleep
I wake up at the slightest peep, and my sheets are 3 feet deep
I guess it's hard for you to see
But now I'm pointin' the finger at police
Instead of them mothafuckers blamin' me
I got the right to bear a pistol
And when the punk mothafuckers get to trippin' I got shit too
And maybe then you'll see the truth
But until then, I gotta do what I do
And stay a crooked nigga too

Guys post more if you wanna hear more amazing songs from me, all hiphops are awesome.

I couldn't hold myself from those 2 beautiful songs from tupac. Also listen to 2PAC - Ghetto Gospel Original unreleased version it's better than the released version check up where I posted previously 2 or 3 previous post it's beautiful too.

2Pac - Po nigga blues (original unleased version) 10/10 amazing

lyrics are meaningful

[2Pac & Govenor]
Why'd you slang crack
I had to
Why'd you pack the straps
'Cause I had to
Why'd you jack the scratch
'Cause I had to
Say what, say what
A nigga got to pay the fuckin' rent

'Pac
You certified crazy

[Verse 1: 2Pac]
I got to work with what you gave me
Claiming' I'm a criminal and you the one that made me
They got me trapped in this slavery
Now I'm lost in this Holocaust headed for my grave G
I told Sam he could fuck the war
And got a busted jaw for sayin' fuck the law
And if you wonder why I'm mad check the record
What's a nigga got to do to get respected?
Sometimes I think I'm gettin' tested
And if I don't say yes a nigga's quick to get arrested
That's the reason I stay zested
I keep a vest on my chest in case the cops are gettin' restless
Walk around ready to light shit up
And since my life is fucked, some say I'm slightly nuts
Buck, buck is the sound as I move up
Other niggas pay attention when I'm fool, bust
They make a nigga be a killer I used to be a dealer
But they wanted to see who's realer
Now them same mothafuckas wanna murder me
And I wonder If the Lord ever heard of me (uh)
I need loot so I'm doin' what I do
And don't say shit until you've walked in my shoes
There was no other destiny to choose
I had nothin' left to lose so I'm singin' nigga blues

[Hook: 2Pac & Govenor]
Can't you see, we're raised to all be thugs
Make's us do the things we do
Got to let a Outlaw make moves
(A nigga got to pay the fuckin' rent)

Why did you slang crack ('Cause I had to)
Why did you pack straps ('Cause I had to)
Why did you jack the scratch ('Cause I had to)
A nigga got to pay the fuckin' rent

[Verse 2: 2Pac]
Poppa need brand new shoes
But what the fuck can a nigga do
My little boy got to eat too
So why must I sock-a-fella
Just to live large like Rockefeller?
And did you ever stop to think
I'm old enough to go to war
But I ain't old enough to drink
Cops want to hit me with the book
And you're hooked on my eye don't give a fuck look
Make your rules I'm a break 'em
No matter how much you make 'em
You show me bacon I'ma take 'em
So don't you ever tempt me
I'm a fool for mine nigga and my pockets stay empty
To my brothers In the barrio
You livin' worse than the niggas In the ghetto so
I give a fuck about your language or complexion
You got love from the niggas in my section (Got love)
You got problems with the punk police
Don't run from the chumps get the pump from me
We ain't free I'll be damned if I played a trick
For a blonde hair blue-eyed Caucasian bitch (Bitch!)
Down with my homeboy Rich
Fuck a snitch and a groupie ass bitch
And the nigga with a cellular phone
Leave his baby at home so he can go out and bone (That ain't right)
And you wonder why we blazin' niggas
'Cause you punks havin' babies can't raise the niggas (What's up kid)
And they bound to be fuckups too
Drinkin' forties of brew singin' nigga blues

(Hey Pac, say what?)

[Hook: 2Pac & Govenor]
Why did you slang crack ('Cause I had to)
Why did you pack straps ('Cause I had to)
Why did you jack the scratch ('Cause I had to)
Come on, Come on Now I'm headin' for the mothafuckin' 'pen
[2Xs]

[Outro: 2Pac & Govenor] 4x
Can't you see we're raised to all be thugs
Makes us do the things we do you got to let a Outlaw
Make moves and get a grip
That's to you

2PAC - The good die young Original 10/10

Crimedanch cartel - Money is the Key

Late Night Creepin - Master P

Slacker -Techn9ne Uncensored - the music video and lyrics talk about a loser who sleeps all day and play games on his console deep lyrics

Not too big on Tech N9ne, but I seen you post one, and it reminded me that I do like this song by him.

Ice Cube - Street 10/10

Ice Cube - wrong nigga to fuck wit , at 2:06 mark I melted to the end

Ice Cube - who got the camera