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Strictly 4 My N.I.G.G.A.Z.

2Pac

Strictly 4 My N.I.G.G.A.Z.

1993

I better see five stars next to my picture
If not, 2Pac will cock the Glock and come knockin' to getcha
I told you once, motherfucker, I'm a nut

Bomb First (My Second Reply) (Intro)

2Pac

The Don Killuminati: The 7 Day Theory [DualDisc]

1996

In today's music news: the ever-controversial 2Pac Shakur
Has just released another album under the alias "Makaveli"
Music insiders are running

I have to
Cash rules, living fast, count cash too
We ain't have no guidance, my homies are wilding

My homies are wilding and we moving in silence
Go

and Wesson in this mothafucka
Right now Greg Nice in this mothafucka
Right now LS in this mothafucka
Right now Baby Jesus And The All Star's
Right now 2Pac

They say Henny make the world go 'round

2Pac wouldn't been shit without his mama
Obama wouldn't be shit without his mama, and his baby mama
See

that shit, I'll knock you out
A nigga be pickin' you up off of the ground for thinkin' you 2Pac
And shawty give me neck till I pass out
And she just

tired
God in me I am a giant
God in me I slay Goliath
With a sling shot and a smooth rock
I boom boom like boombox
My head up like 2Pac
I'm limitless
No

Conjure the Legions

Planetary

Heavy Lies the Crown

2014

Glocks and bombers, box full of rock launchers
Optic lasers, 2Pac tapes and box cutters
I ain't playing with none of you cocksuckers
Make whores stop in

Hustlin'

Master P

Down South Hustlers

1995

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

so you put me on Big and 2Pac
'Fore we came a long way, L.A. With B and Jay
Or flyin' to Coachella playing Spades on PJ's
Gimme three days, my

you
Tryna race a soapbox
And even if I'm broke, dog
I'd rather have no job than no heart wale!

Flow retarded
I need to wipe the slob after every bar

you
Tryna race a soapbox
And even if I'm broke, dog
I'd rather have no job than no heart wale!

Flow retarded
I need to wipe the slob after every bar

or the
Legs of a hoochie
And that's off top like a toupee, I'm 2Pac
Coming back for doomsday, spitting at cops
Go and cop my album
Get high to it, pop some

thug as niggas. Yeah 

On the block bumping 2pac and Master P, when all we wanted was some old schools on gold d’s we having ghetto dreams can’t see

Stopped by the spot, had to serve Pooh bear
He buy one, I front him one, so I left two there
In a two seater, pull up popping 2Pac
Didn't have a safe, so I

2Pac told us to never give up
Where I'm from
Be ready to shoot or be ready to duck
This shit tough, you ain't ready enough
(yeah, you ain't ready enough)

and homies
If I don't make it with this rap shit, nigga, I might be homeless
My moms don't got a job, my pop's checks ain't enough
If ain't bringin' home that

Why

Anthony Hamilton

Kiss of Death

2004

Why is ratting at an all time high?
Why are you even alive?
Why they kill 2pac n' Chris?
Why, at the bar, you ain't take straight shots instead

Why is ratting at an all time high?
Why are you even alive?
Why they kill 2pac n' Chris?
Why, at the bar, you ain't take straight shots instead

Uh! DaveeDope! Uh! DaveeDope! DaveeDope! Uh! DaveeDope! DaveeDope! To the world! Let's go! Uh! Uh!!


[Hook]
Real niggas don't die, 2Pac shakur is still

stick-ups
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

like 2Pac and chain letters
But this time, I simped though, got played like a wimp though
The Pharcyde said it fly, she kept +Passin' Me By+
Not even

Rap game got two generations
Deep down ain't no difference
They all just bitches bitchin
I rap to piss off old white men
I dont give a fuck its fun

ain't come over here to get
Strokin' and all that bullshit
You came over her to get fucked
I fuck you thug style, baby
You leave my house sayin'
2Pac game