Lyrics:
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
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
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
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
?
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
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
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
on Channel 7 he do beats for 2Pac
Now coming out the spring from Heaven
Ya know my piece is, hotter than grease is
With no wrong way to eat
Ya face like
only person I trust is God, trust no one, like 2Pac he said)
He said trust nobody
I seen my homeboy do me kinda wrong
That's why you never hear Lil
2pac in me
I tally up these bodies like a mosoleum lobby
Buncha yous, one I, logo of illiminati
Do a show and move ya body
Reved up like a new Ducati
is my dream so thas what I'm gonna do
It's not up to you It's up to me
So ima be the best that they ever gonna see
2Pac Ice Cube Snoop Dogg
Thas
heard that shit 2pac wannabe ass nigga (mocking P) "I ain't no rapper
I write short films"
o.k. grab your popcorn ain't no more sunshine.
Come on, O.K.,
m's
Know some shooters but they out here touching rims
Feel like 2pac I'm balling above the rim
You a rookie go play in another gym
Need a diamond I
You wake up you wanna do what chu love
I'm bout my work I can never get enough
Place of business 2pac defined a thug
Passion in my art cuz it keep me
her like side chick
Never been side show I need my deposit
I'm bacc they owe me owe profit turfactivator the doctrine
Had to 2pac all in my walkman
I get a long with
Let's talk associates I got a long list
Big and 2pac among the greatest I belong with
Don't get me wrong I gotta long way to go
fine
My timing different
Ain't even change times
When I got this bitch
Straight raised my wrist like
Johnny did it
JSL gang nigga
Kno how we rock
2pac
to a bitch, like Jodeci when I get to tripping
All eyes on me like 2pac when I'm in your building think I already said that
And I don't really care what I'm
Thug Life! Comin' straight out the West Coast
Real Boy Killaz! 2Pac with the Assassin
And we ridin' for the West Side!
Bad boy, bad boy, what you
Nip, Spice-1 or 2Pac never gave a gun to me
So gangsta rap ain't done shit for that
I've even seen white folks from River Oaks go get the gat
So why
everyday non stoping
Rept cho *1*
Verse 2
Pull up inna suv jump like
A refugee a nuh 2pac but
all Eyes on me moscato fi
Drink Hennessy fi tea
me wrong
But to me its just the same old song
So just watch, my name is shock, and I like to rock
And you can't stop this
2pac go ahead and rock
me wrong
But to me its just the same old song
So just watch, my name is shock, and I like to rock
And you can't stop this
2pac go ahead and rock
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