2Pac, Snoop Dogg, Dru Down, Nate Dogg and Top Dogg - All About U

Ah, yeah (yeah)
It's all about you, one time (yeah)
I'ma say it's all about you baby, yeah
It's for them bitches that think it's all about you
It's all about you (yeah)
This Dru Down in the house
With my boy 'Pizznac, you know what I'm sayin'?
It's all about you
Yeah, I'ma say it's all about you
But you know I'm lyin' though, ha, yeah

You probably crooked as the last trick
Wanna laugh at how I got my ass caught up with this bad bitch?
Thinkin' I had her, but she had me in the long run
It's just my luck, I'm stuck with fuckin' with the wrong one, uh
Wise decisions, based on lies we livin'
Scandalous times, this game's like my religion
You could be rollin' with a thug
Instead you with this weak scrub, lookin' for some love
In every club, I see you starin' like you want it
Well, baby, if you got it, better flaunt it
Let the liquor help you get up on it
I'm still tipsy from last night
Bumpin' the walls as I pause, addicted to the fast life
I try to holla, but you tell me you're taken
Sayin' you ain't impressed with the money I'm makin'
Guess it's true what they tellin' me
Fresh out of jail, life's hell for a black celebrity
So that's the reason why I call, and maybe you with it
Fantasies of us sweatin', can I hit it? (Hell no)
Addicted to the things you do
But still true, what I'm sayin', boo, 'cause this is all about you

Every other city we go, every other video (it's all about you)
No matter where I go, I see the same hoes (yeah, nigga, it's all about you)
Every other city we go, every other video (it's all about you)
No matter where I go, I see the same hoes

I make a promise if you go with me
Just let me know, I'll have you hollerin' my name out before I leave
Nobody loves me, I'm a thug nigga
I only hung out with the criminals and drug dealers
I love niggas 'cause we comin' from the same place
Witness me holla at a hoochie, see how quick the game takes
How can I tell her I'm a playa and I don't even care?
Creep though, weed smoke's in the air
Everywhere I go, it's all about the groupie hoes
Waitin' for niggas at the end of every show
I just seen you in my friend's video
I never put a bitch before my friends, so here we go
Follow the leader and peep the drama that I'm goin' through
It's all about you
Yeah, nigga, it's all about you

Every other city we go, every other video (it's all about you)
No matter where I go, I see the same hoes
Every other city we go, every other video (it's all about you)
No matter where I go, I see the same hoes

Is you sick from the dick or is it the flu?
It ain't about you or your bitch-ass crew
Every other city we go and every video
Explain to a nigga why I see the same shitty ho?
You think it's all about you? Well, boo
I gets down like Dru, and my nasty new niggas, too

You couldn't hold me back, it'd take a fatter track
A lyrical attack, perhaps, it was a visual bluff
When I started to snaps all your rode 'em swoll
Straight in control, flows'll fold, while hoes cold stroll
Hold the set, I told Dramacy' go in next
Gold digging, cold diggin' a gold Rolex

I slide in easily, try a grizzly
Sluts know the cuts, I came to fuck, try skeezin' me
Runnin' up in ya just like Bruce Jenner when I bend ya
At the most, I fucked a bitch from the West Coast to West Virginia (it's all about you)

Every other city we go, every other video (it's all about you)
No matter where I go, I see the same hoes
Every other city we go, every other video (it's all about you)
No matter where I go, I see the same hoes
Every other city we go, every other video (it's all about you)
No matter where I go, I see the same hoes
Every other city we go, every other video (it's all about you)
No matter where I go, I see the same hoes (know what I'm sayin'? Check it out)

Every other city we go, I see the same hoes
In the studio or kickin' it in the video
It's gotta be the same ass and thighs
But you's a groupie, baby, and don't look surprised
I can see it in your eyes that you nothin' but a trick
Hangin' with us for some superstar dick
Wanna autograph placed on her napkin
After she asks, "Ain't you the Top Dogg, and don't you be rappin'?"
She know what's crackin', freak shows like Luke
From limos down to the Lexus coupes
We be flossin', and all females love that
Especially when you're dope, platinum and you're on wax
So when I met you, I really didn't have to say much
'Cause me alone just made you wanna taste and touch
Don't be trippin' if I run up in you and your whole crew (won't let me hit?)
I'ma still let you know, girl (won't let me hit?)
That it's all about you

Written by:
Larry Blackmon, Tomi Jenkins, Tupac Amaru Shakur, Yafeu Fula, Johnny Lee Jackson, Bruce Washington, Nathaniel D. Hale, Cordozar Calvin Broadus

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Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.

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