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the coldest white rapper in the game
Since the one with the bleached hair
Yeah, they love it when I talk shit
I get around, yeah I'm on my 2Pac shit
I kinda
make ya jelous niggas famous
Fuck around with 2Pac and see how good a niggas aim is
I'm just a rich muthafucker from tha way
If this rappin' bring me
hands up high
R.i.p. To 2Pac
Get yo' hands up high, hands up high, hands up high
***** roll that good ****
Get yo' hands up high, hands up high, hands
there's food there's vultures
More Tony now, back then I was Sosa
I was sent like a penny in a loafer
The 2Pac Deepak Chopra
On a plane drinking wine
niggas famous
Fuck around with 2Pac and see how good a niggas aim is
I'm just a rich motherfucker from the way
If this rappin' bring me money
Then I'm
to chat tell her
Me and Teone we know that she much safer
If you see Biggie Smalls up in the clouds tell him
He's still the illest MC we had around
2Pac
a bath in it
Get ass in it and I gotta stash in it
Smoke hash in it, blueberry chocolate tah
Smokin chronic make me see shit, like 2Pac alive
Bandana
Death Row! 
Yeah yeah, my nigga 2Pac rest in peace 
Dogg Pound 
Dippin real hard why'knowhatI'msayin'? 

Yeah yeah, stay down 
Gangstas gangstas
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
in it, blueberry chocolate tah
*** chronic make me see ***, like 2Pac alive
Bandanna knotted in the front like 2Pac alive
Walkin' out the courthouse,
So what I'm gonna do, hopefully, is, I wanna be,
I-I don't wanna be I am, 2Pac Shakur

(Guess who's back)
(Guess who's back)
(Guess who's back)
city sweltering hot
Staggerin' drunker than those cops that 2pac shot
I was a crook by the train with that iron thing, concealed
Reachin', soon as I
ends, the closest they gon' come is 2Pac
It's politics, it's all a fix, set up by these white blue-collared hicks
Just to make a dollar off of black music
city sweltering hot
Staggering, drunker than those cops that 2Pac shot
I was a crook by the train with that iron thing, concealed
Reaching, soon as I
Biggie Smalls
Up in the clouds
Tell him he's still the illest emcee
We had around
2Pac there is only one
Big Pun RIP
We say one (one yeah yeah)
One
flossin' money, so they pull a ratchet: what's good?
It happens in Compton, happens in Queens, happened to Big L
Happened to Chinx and 2Pac in that
tube socks spraying from the rooftops
92’ props
Banging for my blue tops
It’s me and you Ock, Biggie verses 2Pac
And you forgot
I’m the one who let you
the candle lit, my nigga never rowed
Niggas caught him slipping, gave him a shit bag
Five shots to the stomach, 2Pac gift pack
It's death row, conspiracy
glock sick
And my knot thick
I'm it

Motherfucker I'm ill,
Yeah see

They say I'm rappin' like Big, Jay, and 2pac
Andre 3000 where is Eryka Badu at
Who
the wop
Since Floyd and Damian kept rocks in they socks, nigga
Taught 2Pac how to keep it gangster
I showed Biggie Smalls how to release his anger
Who
on time with mine thanks to them old Doc prescriptions
West side flourishing again, this what 2Pac envisioned
Obama freeing lifers, that was locked in
I better see five stars next to my picture
If not, 2Pac will cop the Glock and come knockin' to getcha
I told you once motherfucker I'm a nut
Play
her from the back
I get my currency in stacks, California is where I'm at ridin'
Passed by while these niggas wondered why
I got shot but didn't die,
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