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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
Master P, Lil' Rick, 2Pac
All my niggas Down South hustlin'
And all the motherfuckin' real niggas on the West Coast
The best coast, toast to the best
the government can't stand us
Running from the police
Let me proceed
A letter to the pen
Respect to my OGs
I keep saying
Fuck the music in my radio
2pac
the last outlaws
Rich, 2Pac and the Click, smokin' blunts, loadin' clips
With enough shit to raise your block in one dip
We bring on horror like Tales From
was cool cause I was just there for the energy
Watchin' Bizarre pop pills while 2Pac in my Hennessy
First time in Detroit, had to rock the Grant Hills
was cool cause I was just there for the energy
Watchin' Bizarre pop pills while 2Pac in my Hennessy
First time in Detroit, had to rock the Grant Hills
I was just there for the energy
Watchin' Bizarre pop pills while 2Pac in my Hennessy
First time in Detroit, had to rock the Grant Hills
Cause I threw
a bitch 
I'll dare ya ass to try to run that 2PAC shit 

I goes high-ho silver like the fuckin' Moan Ranger 
Playin' here's out my dick inside a total
and Dr. Dre is at the do???/ It???s the capital S, oh yes, the fresh N double O P/D O double G Y D O double G, ya see??? 

2Pac feat. Dr. Dre ???
from the gutter, my father's a drugger
The block is my mother, 2Pac got it on lock in my suburb
I got dope double-wrapped up in bubble wrap on top
We 2pac wit it (what)
We too hot wit it (what)
Keep two glocks wit em (what)
shoot two cops wit em (what)
we on the block wit it
raw, nonstop wit it
knowin I have to have a nine
And half the time I paccs mac with two Gloccs
I sport a vest, fucc that shit they did to 2pac
Don't take it off for shit
Sometimes I wake up in the morning
To red, blue, and yellow skies
It's so crazy I could drink it like tequila sunrise
Put on that Hotel California
I'm just ridin' and decidin' if I want someone to hold
No commitment I'm just gettin' laid, I can get 'cause
California, sweet California
Got
go a whizzing by,
Fare thee well Laramie and Rocky Mountain High,
Yes sirree, here we are, going all the way, mustn't quit 'til we hit California
alone
Making vans and hotels feel like home

Until we’re back in California where we keep our friends around
Make our way to Arizona never turned
the beginning we didn't have much luck
So we took all our things up upon a bus
It cost us three dollars just to get half way
Down through Baja California

We
combination 3,2,1, (which only I know)
And I've just seen by mentor Dr No
California sun is on the radio let's go

I just want to reach the radio star
I
(This is a parody of Hotel California by The Eagles)

From a dark desert highway we pulled into the inn
Rome called for a census, I was from
In New York city just walking the street
Ran out of money had nothing to eat
I stopped at the Plaza, that fancy hotel
Where you can check in if
a little vacation once in awhile
At the Cable Car Hotel, San Francisco style
For three nights and three days
Jesus hung on a boom box while it played
Every
comes my turn

Fine spring day, California waves
Sweet Pacific scenes through the
Windows of airplanes and hotel rooms

So when I find myself alone
Leave it all behind
Yeah

We'll take you down 
To sweet home Alabama
And out 
To hotel California
Show you 
The bluest skies in Texas
And the green 
Green
Waiting on an elevator, in a hotel out in California
Smog clouds up in the windows, but there is a plaque up on the wall
That tells of the Agoras,
This is a town full of Leos
The sun shines on the cars
And the buses of tourists do the homes of the stars

'Hotel California' goes around in my head