Lyrics:
For everytime you bitched
I'd need a bigger cup
(O oh) Shoot a nigga, do the
Race, Tay-K, hit em up, 2Pac
Put it on me stitch it up
Boy I'm finna take
the same, you gotta dream they gon kill it now
Man, excuse my 2pac, if I gotta use that, I'ma use my 2pac
It's a mind state to make you a aware nigga, think
wanted to save the hood, they understood why he was trying
He took a stand and said what he had to say
Bang, he got blown away
2Pac Shakur was more
and get dropped
2Pac ain't tryin to hear it, Ox
Screamin at your box
I'm swearin at ya not so uh
Static is the last thing you need when you see me
Better
it's a scrimmage
Lyrically I murder for hire, deliver, then it's man down
Who gon' get him up, try to sit him up
Thinkin' 2Pac "Hit 'em Up" how I lit
how you act when you pull back all them curtains?
Do he think I'm 2Pac 'cause I'm black and put them works in?
Does he know his daughter might have
are not the same
You already know, bro
That is why they’re fighting hard to relegate us
Look, man, way back, they shot 2pac
Naff ah them ah false
low mayne
Lo mein or face this capital punishment
But y'all gon' fertilizer
Guess Ras Kass running shit
Plus doubt y'all thuggish men
Really own 2Pac
doubt me
I'm gettin' flammy on this 2Pac jammy
Yo, sittin' and pissin' on a bitch ass panty
Yeah, like it's magic we comin'
On that ass massive
Better tap
goin off like I'm rich
Stayin true to my shit
I might spark the light that can change the world goin 2Pac in dis bitch
I been makin hits not noticing
even know your name
It's a shame, you crackin' 'em up and fuckin' a nigga like 2Pac up
I'm leavin' these foes to be the flowers and wake don't get me
bitch off she been buggin
2Pac back look the way that we thuggin
Pull up on a Nigga get changed in public
I ain't in the hood but the neighbourhood love
Where my heart been tryna' go
Since my Reeboks with the velcro
2pac on my elbow
Ridin' on my Huffy with my Walkman as my cellphone
Felt it fo' they fell
And they say we ain't hip-hop
Raised by Big Pop and 2Pac
Get your shit rocked
Smoke you like my pipe do
Ignite the flame (Lighter Sound)
If greatness was
you do
Where you from nigga? We about to flow nigga
Gangsta, riders, killers, two thugs do it the best nigga
2pac did it, yeah nigga, I don't care who
but a buckshot, chck-pow!
Motherfuck your life, pussy blood clot
Ain't never been no rapper this cold since 2Pac was froze
And thawed out for spot
worry me
Fuck the fame, I'm true to the game 'til they bury me
God gave me game, so I'm hustlin'
Pour out some liqour for my niggas, 2Pac is still
This be a message to the ghetto when will this shit stop
We lost 2 ill niggaz BIG and 2Pac
This goes to all of us so peep the session from your nigga
this be a message to the ghetto when will this shit stop
we lost 2 ill niggaz B.I.G and 2pac
this goes to all of us so peep the session from your
tend to pick whoever booty is the fattest
White folk so funny like Jack Black
Can't say a nigga name like 2pac
Wish you had a nigga gene that's 2 bad
the dividends
Looking up 2pac and Eminem
Then I got a little bit a sause from Weezy and Andre Benjamin
Jayz blueprint flo keep killin em
Im my own band like
my ears
Before I let someone disrespect
My coast in here but the coast is clear
What I mean by that, is 2Pac ghost in here
We Outsiders, it's Point
thankful for the life that I chose I just can't get enough
I had no one to pick me up
And when I get a buck they turn to 2pac tryna hit me up
I seen enough
whit
I'm on it
Spouting lyrics like a faucet
Yeah, 18 but I'm rocking not stopping
Hit em up
I'm like 2pac
I'm just tryna make my name pop
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