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hands up high

R.I.P. to 2Pac
Get your hands up high, hands up high, hands up high
Nigga, roll that good shit
Get your hands up high, hands up high, hands
really ride
They piggy back, I’ll trade them all
To have 2Pac and Biggie back
Facts, don’t give me dap
Don’t want your pity want fifty fifty
Just give
And choose a new spot, if niggas wanted you shot
I ain't a thug, how much 2Pac in you you got?
I ain't no bitch, neither
It's either my life or your life
And I
glocks
Screamin' "F*** the world" like 2pac
I just don't give a f***!
Talkin' that s*** behind my back, dirty mackin'
Tellin' your boys that I'm
to a new house on a new hill
And choose a new spot, if niggas wanted you shot
I ain't a thug, how much 2Pac in you you got?
I ain't no bitch, neither
2Pac and Left-eye
Eazy and Aaliyah when I see you we gon' test drive
A Lambo in heaven but for now I'm on the redeye
Flying back to my city cuz I'll
seen God

Niggas sellin' crack, Dre sellin' headphones
2Pac in heaven, bumpin' Biggie "Dead Wrong"
Cherry red Impala, Bobble head red bone
I just killed
problems and now everybody on my block's got 'em 
I'm screaming like those two cops when 2pac shot 'em 
Holding two glocks, I hope your door got new locks
Holton
I'll slit your motherfuckin throat worse than Ron Goldman

So when you see me on your block with two glocks
Screamin' "Fuck the world" like 2pac
I
two Glocks
Screamin' Fuck the World like 2Pac
I just don't give a fuuuuuck!!
Talkin that shit behind my back, dirty mackin
Tellin your boys that I'm
c’mon)
We got a booth at this McDonalds at a pit stop
He told me he started a 2Pac Party (Is 2Pac allowed?)
Beauty Dior, Kendra, Jade, and some other
won't make it, street game Fugazi
I'm elevated to the top of this shit
Done fucked around and put me and 2Pac on the bitch
And you can tell 'em "Thug
Morris Chestnut was a actor
2Pac was the real life "Ricky!"
Then they shot down the nigga that shot him, I swear to God
If I'm lying then Compton is New
a mogul before I visit 2Pac and Left-eye
Eazy and Aaliyah when I see you we gon' test drive
A Lambo in heaven but for now I'm on the redeye
Flying back
the song, damn
2Pac got smoked by Baby Lane
And both of them niggas dead over a fucking death row chain

A nigga would do anything for one of them death
a bath in it
Get ass in it and I gotta stash in it
Smoke hash in it, blueberry chocolate tah
Smokin chronic make me see shit, like 2Pac alive
Bandana
like just hit the rock bottom
I've got problems, now everybody on my block's got em
I'm screaming like them two cops when 2Pac shot em
Holding 2 Glocks,
ain't it ?

Love me, Or Hate me, but I ain't stoppin till I'm on top
I'm screamin' "Fuck the world" like 2pac
Say my name and you might get shot
Its
inside the shoebox
Don't keep jack in my lab, don't wanna see 2Pac
Got two spots, a new lot, flooded with rocks
Shoot-outs making me hot, crooked cops
my lab, don't wanna see 2Pac
Got two spots, a new lot, flooded with rocks
Shoot-outs making me hot, crooked cops Bad Tony and the ball drop
In
make ya jelous niggas famous
Fuck around with 2Pac and see how good a niggas aim is
I'm just a rich muthafucker from tha way
If this rappin' bring me
Shit, I'm a changed man
Ay, turn the lights out
Big baller 2Pac up in this bitch
Why'know how we swing this shit, look

By age sixteen I sold
Shit, I'm a changed man, ay, turn the lights out
Big baller 2Pac up in this bitch
Y'know how we swing this shit, look

By age sixteen I sold to dope
Shit, I'm a changed man, ay, turn the lights out
Big baller 2Pac up in this bitch
Why'know how we swing this shit, look

By age sixteen I sold
the last outlaws
Rich, 2Pac and the Click, smokin' blunts, loadin' clips
With enough shit to raise your block in one dip
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