Discover the poetic beauty in ‘Holla at Me’ by 2Pac. This lyric breakdown takes you on a journey through the artist’s thoughts, emotions, and the story they aim to tell. From clever metaphors to evocative imagery, we delve into the nuances that make this song a lyrical masterpiece. Whether you’re a fan of 2Pac or a lover of well-crafted words, our detailed analysis will give you a deeper understanding and appreciation of this song.
(N****s out there jealous cuz we be bailin’ with Death Row
They try to playa hate
But they can’t fade us tho’
We be mobbin’ through tha neighborhood
Yeah
With that funky sound so funky
We be throwin’ down)
This goes out to you playa
You know you know who you are
Gotta be careful, can’t let tha evil of tha money trap me
So when ya see me n****
Ya better holla at me
Gotta be careful, can’t let tha evil of tha money trap me
So when ya see me n****
Ya better holla at me
Gotta be careful, can’t let tha evil of tha money trap me
So when ya see me n****
Ya better holla at me
Are you confused ?
You wonder how it feels to walk a mile inside tha shoes
Of a n**** who don’t have a thing to loose
When me and you was homies
No one informed me it was all a scheme
You infiltrated my team and sold a n****s dreams
How could you do me like that ?
I took ya family in
I put some cash in ya pocket
Made you a man again
And now you let tha fear put your a** in a place
Complicated to escape
It’s a fools fate
Without your word
Your a shell of a man
I lost respect for you n****
We can never be friends
I know I’m runnin’ through your head now
What could you do ?
If it was up to you
I’d be dead now
I let tha world know n**** you a coward
You could never be live
Until you die
See tha mothaf***in’ b**** in your eye
Type of N****, that let tha evil of tha money trap me
When ya see me n****
Ya better holla at me (holla at me)
Can’t let tha evil of tha money trap me
So when ya see me n****
Ya better holla at me
(You better beware where you lay
We better not find where you stay)
So I gotta be careful, can’t let tha evil of tha money trap me
So when ya see me n****
Ya better holla at me
(You better beware where you lay
We better not find where you stay)
Curious spittin’ lyrics
On tha verge of furious
I’m addicted to currency
N**** that’s why we’re doin this
I got shot up, I surprised tha n****s tha way I got up
And then
I hit the studio
It’s time to blow tha block up
No hesitation
This information got you contemplatin’
Heartbreakin’ and eliminatin’ with this conversation
Break him
And let him see tha face of a mental patient
It’s a celebration
Of my criminal elevation
With the participation
I want members across tha fifty states
To keep tha nation anticipatin’ until we break
Will I be great, is it my fate ?
To live tha life of luxury
Some n****s bought my tapes
So much jealousy it scares me
So be prepared
Cause only tha strong survive
Life isn’t fair (fair)
Probably never knew tha way it feels to die
So you figure f*** with me
I give that a** a try
N****, holla at me
Gotta be careful, can’t let tha evil of tha money trap me
So when ya see me n****
Ya better holla at me
(You better beware where you lay
We better not find where you stay)
(Oh)
I shoulda saw tha signs
I was blinded
Criminal minds of a young black brotha doin’ time
So many brothas framed in this dirty game
It’s a shame
So much pressure on my brain
While she blame me
Secrets in tha dark
Only her and I know
Now I’m sitten’ in tha state pen
Doin time for slow
Guess she made a bad decision
That got me livin’
Just like an animal
I’m caged up in state prison
My n****s dissin’
‘Cause hell have no fury like a woman scorn
A cemetary full of mothaf***ers got not knowin’
Picture my prophecy
Tha cops are attacking me, on top of me
I’m runnin’ from tha coppers
But never let’em stop me
Cause I’m a soulja
Hell, ever since I was a little n**** havin’ fantasies
Of one day getting older
N****s is paranoid
Trust
A no no
Love is a mystery
F*** tha po po,
Holla at me
So when you see me n****
You better holla at me
Gotta be careful, can’t let tha evil of tha money trap me
So when ya see me n****
Ya better holla at me
(You better beware where you lay
We better not find where you stay)
(N****s out there jealous ’cause we be bailin’ with Death Row
They try to playa hate
But they can’t fade us tho’
We be mobbin’ through tha neighborhood
Yeah
With that funky sound (so funky)
We be throwin’ down)
Gotta be careful, can’t let tha evil of tha money trap me
So when ya see me n****
Ya better holla at me
(You better beware where you lay
We better not find where you stay)
(Oh, hey oh no no no)