Lyrics:
shout out to 2Pac jit, 2Pac jit
Two Glocks jit, two Glocks jit
They don't know who got hit, who got hit?
Ayy look
Uh, shout out to 2Pac
My YGs
fear, sittin around watchin muthafuckas die
The faces of death
Who coulda predicted 2pac would be next?
Read ghetto text: if you live by the sword
getting insurance, tryna do me like 2Pac
Ooh, it hurt my soul
Who gon' ride with you 'til the end?
Then again, you gotta watch out for your friends
They
Man?") I just sit back and watch
Said they tryna summon Kurt Cobain and 2Pac
I ain't witht hat Satan shit
This is where it stops
Grab they keys, "Naseem
talk? (Why talk?)
I was kickin' back, locked into KISS and that
Heard some kitty cat called
Me the British Pac
Well if it's that, I'ma bring Big L, 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
and Dr. Dre is at the do???/ It???s the capital S, oh yes, the fresh N double O P/D O double G Y D O double G, ya see???
2Pac feat. Dr. Dre ???
fight
So shit, gettin' hit, and my leg is light
I mean it could a been a 2Pac Vegas night
Or maybe a Notorious L.A. evening
"Baby, you okay?" I mean,
him
Youngin' told me he thuggin' I played some 2Pac for him
Then I gave him some work and got a new block for him
Then they hate when you get it so say
affiliate, X.O. sip, a gold getter
With the rest to gather, my cold killer
It's "Me Against the World" like 2Pac
And like Biggie, I'm "Ready to Die" for what
recognize who shot ya
Watch how you speak on my name before they 2pac ya
I love my vultures that's on me I gon' shoot 'bout them
I'll go, uh, I'll catch
Turned around, shot him with the same Glock
So you say you shot him with the same Glock
Young nigga feeling like 2Pac
Still will hit a nigga with
the mating
I sense the need in her grandma
Her nose has never been skating
But she's sippin' star constellation
For real her squirt game was so like 2Pac
industry you can't have anarchy
Cause everyone wants their name on the Biz Markie
Yo, some are long gone, where the gunshots cease
Eazy-E, 2Pac & Biggie
(go!)
The generation of people that love 2Pac
And hate, we bangin' it in the boondocks
Now put your drink in the air if you ain't scared
Dem folks been
Game- Im feeling like a muthafuckin boss bangin 2pac
high as a muthafuckin queens bitch rooftop
blowing on this purple haze feeling invincible
sellin
it coulda been a 2Pac vegas night
Or maybe a Notorious L.A. evening
"Baby you okay?" I mean well I'm breathin
Hell I'm even, bossin and I left
ever do is step
One smoke in the ride, gotta bring two arms
That's four man in the ride, two dargs
Real t'ugs life like 2Pac
Really rap what I live
They
motherfucking trill shit that
I be talking 'bout
Bandanna tied like 2Pac to the side, nigga
It's that A$AP life
It's that trill wave right here, man
Get your
want 2Pac instead
Free 2Pac and his boy Skinny Penis
They’re hiding with Biggie you gotta believe this
It’s no biggie we can definitely complete this
'm a dawg
I ain't worried about him, I know he a bitch (meow)
The next nigga that come play with me
I'ma send him to go ask 2Pac for a pic, bitch
They say
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
to the soundtrack of 2pac
I'll beat you to a pulp no fiction
Tarantino flow new Jules and Vincent
Blow marijuana smoke, no incense
Exhale in the face of innocent
to mother-in-law
Got the universe movin' in the form of the sea-saw
You killed 2Pac and Biggie, you know they was rollin' wit me
You paid for your stupidity
You
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