Lyrics:
My shit rock like 2Pac or Os on a ghetto stove
My flows will leave 'em weak, you see the rose petals blow
Gun smoke settles slow when I blow the cold
I'm seeing children being murdered by police and then acquitted on all charges
It's like they're all targets, pray for them
Pray for everybody
Live
Eviction notice, I got 'em too
Moving dolo, this was not a group
Knocking 2Pac and a lot of Snoop
Got the hang of this shit like I got a noose
Now,
school bag (School bag)
So no dey shako for me like 2pac (2pac)
You know say you no be 2pac
So I just dey on my Vibe, you know
Coming up alone true love is
bumpin’ fuck cops
20 years ago bumpin’ Snoop Dogg
10 years ago bumpin’ 2Pac
Nowadays bumpin’ fuck cops, Snoop Dogg, 2Pac
Dawg when did you stop? (HOO)
Go!
far from the binoculars
So, that smart money finna get that heat out the car
Yo, I'm K-Dot Lamar meets 2Pac Shakur
I got profiled by a few cops, too
With all due respect
I don't have pity for you black niggas, that's the way I feel
Screamin' "Black Lives Matter"
All the black guys rather be
and putting lean in their cup
They're also taught to do anything to get the guap
And live the thug life and pretend to be like 2Pac
Am I the only one 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
drop, yeah riding on a nigga like 2PAC
I forgot to bring the baby her juice box, riding on a nigga like 2PAC
Three bitches at one time, two shots, riding
after midnight
So be ready, to get sweaty, speed up or slow down
You want it, get up on it, it's 'bout to go down right now
Bun Beeda, Pimp C, 2Pac
Shit, I'm a changed man
Ayy, turn the lights out
Big baller 2Pac up in this bitch
You know how we swing this shit, look
By age sixteen I sold
{VERSE 2-Deorsey Ardae}
Lets rally up the troops its time to get this loot
We eating fillet mignon we use to eat on Campbells soup
Im like 2Pac when he
they too busy with 2Pac and Biggie though
You niggas don't feel me though
That was on Suge's watch, I'll take Suge's watch
You dissin' Drizzy, that's
They don't wanna let me shine
They don't wanna see me glow
Everyday hating me
Got their eyes on me
I've been feeling like 2pac
Yeah
Why you beefing
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
of
The snow I’m finding out like two prongs
Listening to 2pac too long
But you don’t have that last at
You don’t have to rhyme like
That to be acting
Even
Empire
They kicked you off the show, now what career you got?
Had the nerve to be on stage sayin' you the gay 2Pac
Paid niggas to beat you up to get
it, If you can make it
Then we can make it a better day
Madden Wiz, Yahway Music
Rest in Peace to 2Pac Shakur god Bless!
'scuse me on my 2Pac
Keep your head up, when did you stop, loving thy
Color of your skin? Color of your eyes
That's the real blues, baby, like you met
God bless 2pac rest his soul
God bless hip-hop protect this flow
God rest them wack mc’z that stress my soul
& make it so I can’t hear my baby…
This culture came from
And what it's really all about
I got you, my nigga, yo, ayo
Count to ten and then come in shootin'
Fuck peace, Silverback the new
prenait pour des thugz en criant "all eyez on me"
À l'ancienne c'était légendaire comme 2pac
On aimait déconner faire des plans au terrain vague
park 2Pac off of ""Juice""
Plus I got Memphis blood don't knock the blue suede shoes
I got that Memphis plug to drop on you, say who? (Mafia)
Them hot
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