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good?
It happens in Compton, happens in Queens, happened to Big L
Happened to Chinx and 2Pac in that passenger's seat
Sometimes it's internal, happens
in peace 2pac from master p, doin' 2-11s
187 khadafi, murder
Puttin' niggas in six foot motherfuckin' gurters
If you fuck with this tru clique
Nigga
was Diddy
When it came to the music then she got real picky
From New York, but preferred 2Pac over Biggie
No disrespect to Ms. Wallace, but she liked
the Mac, start lettin off frustration
It's better than incarceration any day, we gonn' die anyway
So if I go out blastin, call it my fate
I got niggas in
the Mac, start lettin off frustration
It's better than incarceration any day, we gonn' die anyway
So if I go out blastin, call it my fate
I got niggas in
lived in the ghetto)...or the projects 



But I wear my Tim boots and Hi-Tecs, and I wrecks havoc 



And if you try to play me I won't have it
members to the show who knows a fan 

for the ones that want to capture the essence of level 

to the hip-hop their directions they groke 

who's
the ghetto
but now I got elevel with the flow
I riding from the bottom go straight to the top
when I'm only in graping on the hip hop pop
I'm crossing the line
where she come from
She asked me do I love her that recorded song
By si si si bunoes bonita.
You wanna ever be mine stay on hip hop
But tonight where
if I'll ever try
To survive at court side
Four tickets to fly
Rap or play ball do the game
Or duck the drive by

Same league that defends
Be
if I'll ever try
To survive at court side
Four tickets to fly
Rap or play ball do the game
Or duck the drive by

Same league that defends
Be
ghetto heroes in Heaven, it's like you right here and never passed
You just transcend, I know I'm goin' see you again
Hoping I reach the world leaders
Catch me by the pool in my Tony Starks slippers
Wonder Woman armed Ghost is intelligent
Made thirty offa Def Jam I was killing 'em
 
Did cash
There's a question that people have been asking for eternity...is there a Heaven, and if so, what's it like?

Will I see my homie Chris there?
He got
the things that I said in my song
Hope I did enough right to the dead am I wrong
If I was to doubt at the night I am on the clip gone
Heaven to hell I don't
and trickin' on bitches and don't recoup
I got my own version of roots
Cracker ass nigga pickin' cotton and polishin' my Brooklyn Zoo boots
The new news is
a-gimme whatcha got
'Cause I'm guaranteed to make you rock
I said one, two, three, four, tell me, Wonder Mike
What are you waiting for?

I said a hip
I said a hip hop,
Hippie to the hippie,
The hip, hip a hop, and you don't stop, a rock it
To the bang bang boogie, say, up jump the boogie,
hip-hop's hospital bed with a pad and a pin and a brace on my neck
They told me that I’m never leaving. Why? I am as ill as it gets
Any rapper that say that
just fakin'
You should stop now because
Real guns in your mouth
Cause shit in your drawers
And besides, you got much more to live for
Is hip-hop
name is Pac
Fuckin' hip hop clock
Gotta pass the glock
Takin' drastic shots
Till these bastards stop
When the casket drop
I be mashin' out
In
I said a hip, hop, the hippie, the hippie
To the hip hip-hop, and you don't stop
The rock it to the bang-bang, boogie say "up jump"
The boogie
drink in Appleton and Nantucket

Mashin' down Van Nuys, puffin' stress in the bucket
Ghetto hip hop for the public, you love it
At Lovitz, you love
a-gimme whatcha got
'Cause I'm guaranteed to make you rock
I said one, two, three, four, tell me, Wonder Mike
What are you waiting for?

I said a hip
I said a hip hop,
Hippie to the hippie,
The hip, hip a hop, and you don't stop, a rock it
To the bang bang boogie, say, up jump the boogie,