Search results for 'em all by 2pac' Page #515

yellow flags just waiting for the penalties 
And i ain't got a goal to live to seventy 
And I ain't playing safe and living steadily 
Walking day by day

to do it now..
Show 'em how to do it now..

We've got the rhythm tonight.. mmm..
All the rest know we're the best
Our shadows crash in the light
Twistin',

[Intro: Bizzy]
Bizzy Bone, we 'bout to do this
Family members from all around (we are true!)
Gather around (get the troopers)
And they say this shit

Yea
Aye Mic why you going so hard
Señorita
Gas up on the pedal
Nigga see ya
Catch me cruising in my white beater
Quick to cut em off man I don't need

standin in the church with a pistol
I'm losing all my niggas swear to god that I miss em
Fallin out with family members over personal issues
Roll my pain in

on an all night'
On them arrivals on that princey and that dark night'
We stay it strong light'
We make 'em waves flight'
On county esco we be SAMSUNG on that

bad they was ridin’ on a nigga
Now they all on my dick tryna ride on a nigga
Like oh oh feel like YB do the murda man
Big cutta on my waist imma burn em

kel
All I need that gas drift on em like race cars
Diamonds black and white no need for the race card
Don't flop Ima road block see me better brake hard

face
Lowkey get you by my lonely, still send flowers for your grave
I got model b****** on me, and I move 'em out my way
I ain't good, I'm great
Tryna

face
Lowkey get you by my lonely, still send flowers for your grave
I got model bitches on me, and I move 'em out my way
I ain't good, I'm great
Tryna

on the road
Searching for the dragon balls
They got to get it
That special beam make 'em go
Make 'em sing like a piccolo
I'm chilling on the island
Me and Roshi

offered em

got aroused by the sound

When the bones broke

Crush ya windpipe 

Squeezing on ya damn throat 

I'm creeping in a black mask 

& a trench coat

'em dead in the street, put the chalk on 'em
Got this shit by neck, put the lock on it
Came & kicked down the door I couldn't knock on it
Bad bitch in

told
Anywhere all alone, im standing ten toes

These hoes gon fold under pressure, why ion trust em
And any nigga play i swear to God that ima buss em
I

to do it to em
Yea why you had to do it to em
Yea why you had to do it to em
I ain't wanna I ain't wanna I ain't wanna do it to em

All of this shit that

won't never be next to me
They start fucking with you when its money involved
They forgot the way i got it was by breaking the law
And before i let em

fuckin' with the beer tell 'em take another shot
Bacardi got me into gear 'bout to show 'em what I got
And all the other rappers weird I can't put 'em

ppl gone do it and put it in motion
And we handling any problem I'll tell em to do it and give em the motive
You with me you know I gotcha we gone make

time to play around
Get the drop let's knock 'em down
Whoaaa
Walk em' down
Bro strapped up with that 30 round
They seeing other views of me
I can tell by

On repeat like a loop
Judge em by the fruit's
All I drop is truth
6 Figure anytime am talking math
Bring em out bring em out
They just run they mouth
We gon

time
Oh Lord my God tell em we on the way
We on the way yeah, we on the way, we on the way

Hold fast, I'm on the way, I been chasing them digits all day

Tell em get a grip
Girl you know they outchea lace fronting
You been out here grinding all your life
Gone run it up
Plus your friends leaning on you like

crackin and catchin red
I cash out to the color of my t shirt
Teeth were found by the stream, made em eat dirt
He heard i charge now for a feature
Me first,

Wheels fall offfff
Kill em alllll
Marvelous
She put it on a Nigga
Till I say that's enough

Wheels fall offfff
Kill em alllll
Marvelous
She put it