Discover the poetic beauty in ‘N.I.G.G.A. (Never Ignorant About Getting Goals Accomplished)’ 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.
Niggas! (Yeah!) (Uh)
Niggas!
Who’s afraid of the punk police?
Niggas run the streets, no justice no peace
F*ck the law, rather draw than do time
Don’t f*ck with mine, cross the line, my two nines
Go baya baya when I shoot ’em
Korean mothafuckers was crooked, so niggas had to burn and loot ’em
Now the streets ain’t safe at night
My Niggas! Straight take his life
So don’t sleep when my Jeep creep up, how we hit ’em
Empty the clip, then dip ’cause we did ’em
Lickin’ of shots for Latasha that’s proper
Love for my niggas but a glock for the coppers
So what the f*ck you want to do now
I packed a .9 last year, in ’99 I’m packin’ 2 now
And even if they pull their triggers
They can shoot one man,
But nothings gonna stop the plan of true niggas
Niggas! (Yeah niggas, you can’t f*ck with us)
Niggas! (‘Cause bein’ a nigga means you love niggas)
Niggas! (Jada!, ey yo)
My dimes make the fiends go to sleep,
So they call ’em bedrocks
Niggas is like photographers, all they take is head shots
Your last words’ll be, “damn what’s all these red dots?”
Niggas nowawadays, they worry me, my bars is therapy
As long as you usin’ them thoroughly,
Muah til the day that they bury me
My niggas is stronger and tighter
Now than they probably will ever be
And I’m a product of the ’70’s
The hood got niggas on punishment,
That’s why they never leave
If I ain’t eatin’ with you, I’m probably beefin’ with you
If no money ain’t involved ain’t
No need for me speakin’ with you
I know you got a gun but I’m hopin’ you keep it with you
’cause unfortunately, I’m one of them rappers that keep a pistol and
You know what the llama do, Shady/Aftermath, Ruff Ryders,
D-Block, and of course Amaru
Lotta people honor you, probably ’cause of the way you used to bring the drama to
Whoever you wanted to,
You a leader when you can get a leader to follow you
But anyway, life goes on,
So I’ll see you when I art in heaven like our fathers do
Niggas! (Yeah niggas, you can’t f*ck with us)
Niggas! (Yeah niggas, ’cause bein’ a nigga means you love niggas)
Niggas!
Niggas! (Nigga!, you can’t f*ck with us)