Lyrics:
But what more can I say
I've never been defeated
By a half steppin' mutha fucka
Clutchin' on the microphone
Sucker I'll break ya bones
Better leave 2Pac
(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
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
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
after midnight
So be ready, to get sweaty, speed up or slow down
You want it, get up on it, it's 'bout to go down right now
Bun Beeda, Pimp C, 2Pac
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
to motivate
Give me a break
And then it's time to illustrate
2Pac will terminate
'cause niggas like to perpetrate
Rhymes I create
Yo you best believe they're
luda jayz
Ti dre snoop d o double g
Weezy bonethugs jeezy 2pac and b.i.g
Wutan easy e cube run dmc
Fu Chi ily kilimini baba ghanili
Ma gha n3tarafch bek
Imma leave the town
They don't fuck with mine
Gang I got
That's all I need
Pour out a little liquor for the RIPs
Feel like 2Pac
All Eyez On Me
All Eyez
Godde
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The cops in The background while 2Pac speaks:
Cop:
A Srg a we've got a 2Pac
try to shine I make your heart work proper
And that's comin from the drifter and if ya
Are-you-IN YA L-I-P, you will B-E-G-O-N-E
So let the guests
salary, Made they nose Powdery
For the n****'s that doubted me, BUT 2PAC "GOT ALL EYESZ ON ME"
Aye Look how i stole ya attention you kno Got D*** well i
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
the fame, I'm true to the game
Till they bury me
God gave me game so I'm hustlin',
Pour out some liquor for my niggas
2pac is still strugglin'
My
cause my nuts is bigger
Strapped with a tec 9 a mac 10 and 2 glocks
Dumpin' niggas in ditches cause I'm a thug like 2Pac
I'm kickin' it in Cali but
know when your moms ain't safe to walk through the streets
My nigga plays 4 keeps
And thats on the beach
2pac rest in peace
Snoop: and thats a cold fact
This stupid nigga got rhymes like
You told Passwurdz that 2Pac was only
Known for being well paid
But the only thing that he
Was really known for
Was for
and on that 2Pac
In front of them ooh-wops, trying to show out, that's the ho route
Talking loud talkin' 'bout that's gangsta shit
cause my nuts is bigger
Strapped with a tec 9 a mac 10 and 2 glocks
Dumpin' niggas in ditches cause I'm a thug like 2Pac
I'm kickin' it in Cali but
Yukmouth be wrong?
How can Lynch be wrong?
How can 2Pac be wrong? Bitch!
[Repeat Chorus]
[Verse 3: Tech N9ne]
I've been nice to you rapper cats for
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 ???
2pac
I'm a nut, you's a blue sack
You had ya chance, but you blew dat
I grind like real niggas do
That's why I'm indisputable
I'll come to ya hood, make
How can Lynch be wrong?
How can 2Pac be wrong? Bitch!
Come gangsta
Throw your rags in the air
And know that nobody there
Will compare to your
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