Lyrics:
good
But let's give 2Pac a counter attack
2Pac, step to the stage
And may the best man win
Hit dropper
Shit stopper with the strength to motivate
Give
Screamin', "Fuck the world," like 2Pac
I just don't give a fuck!
Talkin' that shit behind my back, dirty mackin'
Tellin' your boys that I'm on crack
I just
Screamin', "Fuck the world," like 2Pac
I just don't give a fuck!
Talkin' that shit behind my back, dirty mackin'
Tellin' your boys that I'm on crack
I just
Screamin', "Fuck the world," like 2Pac
I just don't give a fuck!
Talkin' that shit behind my back, dirty mackin'
Tellin' your boys that I'm on crack
I just
P-A-C
Come look at the way that I drop shit
2Pac is back with Chop, bitch!
Could be wrong but I never
Got along with cops
It's like they stuck from
(take money)
Verse One: 2Pac
First off, touch your chick and the clique you claim
Westside when we ride, come equipped with game
You claim to be
Screamin', "Fuck the world," like 2Pac
I just don't give a fuck!
Talkin' that shit behind my back, dirty mackin'
Tellin' your boys that I'm on crack
I just
Mama-say-mama-sa-ma-macosa
Ja, quit playin', knock it off, you're not 2Pac
Don't hate me, I'm too hot and you're not
Shooting at me, with the only shot you got
Ja, quit
This shit is popping
It's going down
They call me 2pac
I get around
Let's pop another bottle
Pass it around
We about to turn it up so tell me if you
Picture Me Rollin'
Mane I bet y'all brothers hatin
I'm on my grind
cnd I ain't worried bout no hater
I see the eyes on me
cll Eyes on Me
Like 2Pac
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
I'm a Bad boy wid it like Shyne with a Y
But I'd rather listen to 2pac
Cause that's my guy
Loyalty makes us trust
But you see the pain when you look
your caps peeled
You know see
Grab ya Glocks, when you see 2Pac
Call the cops, when you see 2Pac, uhh
Who shot me, but ya punks didn't finish
Now ya
Choo-choo, bustas, it's a must, let me bust
Let me bust because I got to bust off of
The top of the H-E-A-D
It's a must with my nigga
Richie Rich and 2Pac
It's
somebody I know
Loosing myself swear I never felt so lonely
Just like 2pac from the concrete I rose
How can you hate me
And you ain't never know me
Ahhh lets
the floor
I just touch down in Miami
Let my roof back on a ho
Louis bandana on, I feel like 2Pac on a ho
Thug life, thug life, thug life
Motherfuck a job
Boy murdered on wax and killed
Fuck with me and get yo' caps peeled
You know
See, grab your Glocks when you see 2Pac
Call the cops when you see 2Pac,
Kasinova! (Kas the don) 2Pac!
('Bout to clear this whole shit out)
2Pac to Kas, KPrince to 'Pac rraah
Rraah rraah
On your block it don't stop
There
the new 2pac
Call me Shaka Shakur
Call me Shaka Shakur
Let me tell you about pain let me tell you about struggle
Motherfucker let me tell you about me
Let
2Pcc warned you about us dog
He said young niggas on the rise
Here we are motherfucka
Why the hell is you surprised
2Pac warned you about us fucker
Hands up high) rIP 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 up
Godde
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The cops in The background while 2Pac speaks:
Cop:
A Srg a we've got a 2Pac
I've seen money
But baby, I got to gets mo'
You scream and go
2Pac
And I ain't stoppin'
'Til I'm well paid
Bails paid
Now nigga, look what hell
I've seen money
But baby, I got to gets mo'
You scream and go
2Pac
And I ain't stoppin'
'Til I'm well paid
Bails paid
Now nigga, look what hell
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