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2Pac died
Puttin' dust in they weed, after they heard How High
KRS was the main one, I heard Stay Wise
Before, N.W.A., you never thought of drive-by
2Pac died
Puttin' dust in they weed, after they heard How High
KRS was the main one, I heard Stay Wise
Before, N.W.A., you never thought of drive-by
2Pac died
Puttin' dust in they weed, after they heard How High
KRS was the main one, I heard Stay Wise
Before, N.W.A., you never thought of drive-by
Brothers know the flavs when the Quest gets loose
Slamming sucker fuckers like the wrestler Zeus
Crazier than 2Pac in the flick called Juice
Cock
you ready for my hottie 

2pac 2pac, hip hop 
Sticks down wit' that underground funk. 
With a pocket full of skunk. 
Come hear now babe. 
You been
gonna perish you

These rappers rap backwards, I don’t rap with them rap dudes
2Pac backwards, pull that ratchet & cap too
Back to 93 when I still was
Summer time roof off
Drivin' round with my shoes off
She’s singing along with that Snoop Dogg
And that 2Pac
And that's too hot

All eyes on you can't
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
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
block you prolly bred a Fat Pat or 2Pac
Or Big Pun, or B.I., ya homeboys from knee, high
And even when it was storming outside, that nigga'd be by
That's
that two seater Kardashian
Type to give me brain up in the red light traffic
And keep ya head up, that 2Pac blasting
Face two stacks and then be back
She said, she got a man but he ain't worried
But baby, I'm a have to Rob him like Horry

She said, she love B.I.G. and she like 2Pac
And when I said
In today's music news: the ever-controversial 2Pac Shakur
Has just released another album under the alias "Makaveli"
Music insiders are running
She said, she got a man but he ain't worried
But baby, I'm a have to Rob him like Horry

She said, she love B.I.G. and she like 2Pac
And when I said
to kick this freakin' habit is a strong fight
I seen my girl overdose it's been 3 days
Impuleses convulses send me in a daze
I can hear 2Pac tellin' me
me game so I'm hustlin', 
Pour out some liquor for my niggas 
2pac is still strugglin' 
My niggga breed new the time, 
Whether its rhyme or crime,
On yo' block you prolly bred a Fat Pat or 2Pac
Or Big Pun, or B.I., ya homeboys from knee, high
And even when it was storming outside, that nigga'd be by
(go!)
The generation of people that love 2Pac
And hate, we bangin' it in the boondocks
Now put your drink in the air if you ain't scared
Dem folks been
me game so I'm hustlin', 
Pour out some liquor for my niggas 
2pac is still strugglin' 
My niggga breed new the time, 
Whether its rhyme or crime,
Portobello road, Portobello road
Street where the riches of ages are stowed
Anything and everything a chap can unload
Is sold off the barrow in
Portobello Road, Portobello Road
Street where the riches of ages are stowed
Anything and everything a chap can unload
Is sold off the barrow in
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
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
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
'Cause I give them everything, 
But they still want more, 
And 2pac crew when they die they care more, 
But I ain't tryna die to sell, 
But I ain't