2Pac - F**k You DJ Chop Up

[Hook x2: DJ Chop Up as 2Pac]
Fuck these niggas
Fuck these hoes
Fuck these niggas
Fuck these hoes
If you don't like it then fuck ya
You don't like it? Then fuck ya
You don't like it? Then fuck ya
You don't like it? Then fuck ya

[Verse 1: 2Pac]
It's like I tell my niggas, keep your eyes on these bitches
They love to G a nigga young dumb and gettin' riches
What the fuck you think a trick is, nigga?
Nigga is thinkin with his dick
And then get tricked out all his riches by a -- BITCH!
I'm here to school you to the rules of the game, it'll cost ya
Think you all that ole' just 'cause she let a nigga toss her
It's like a motherfuckin' privilege
So don't give up your conversation, give that bitch your 7 digits
When she call ya, ask that tramp what's up
And if she hesitate nigga hang up, worrrd up
And let that bitch meditate to the dial tone
And call me when you're ready to bone, and it's on
A motherfuckin' mack tonight
Stay back, stay strapped cause my raps is tight
You fuckin' punks, I hate you snitches
Went against the grain and the game to be fake ass bitches