Lyrics:
the 2Pac
For you get lost down some road
Slow rolling with the top off the back of a Bronco
Buy a cold sixer with a cashed in lotto
She's smilin' with
above the 2Pac
'Fore you get lost down some road
Slow rollin' with the top off the back of a Bronco
Buy a cold sixer with a cashed in lotto
She's
being born and dying in LA
First off 2Pac died in Vegas
That's your number one problem nigga
And 2: he was born in your borough
That's howl know you not
to change
And I pray, I pray that someday we will
But you should know you're not alone
But still we gon' fight
Yeah, yeah
I remember 2Pac said it
I lose, I catch a bullet
Can't tell a *** nuttin' when he starvin' and losin'
Now I'm back up on the street, completely, correctly
You disrespect me,
(oh Lord, Jetson Made another one)
And you know who I am
Ay who you is, nigga? I'm like the 2Pac of the new shit
A hundred thousand hoes and they
know when your moms ain't safe to walk through the streets
My nigga plays 4 keeps
And thats on the beach
2pac rest in peace
Snoop: and thats a cold fact
block with two Glocks
Screamin', "Fuck the world" like 2Pac (I just don't give a fuck)
Talkin' that shit behind my back, dirty mackin'
Tellin' your
that act, I mix with lemonade
Ain't talkin' juice, but these niggas yea backdoor, you like 2Pac gang
Niggas lame, NLB-5, that's my fuckin' game
Uh, uh,
nigga, we straight gangsta pimps
Dope boys in the trap like to stack the dough
If beef come around, can't let it go
When my funds turn legit, I'ma let
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
(take money)
Verse One: 2Pac
First off, touch your chick and the clique you claim
Westside when we ride, come equipped with game
You claim to be
congratulations 'cause you built somethin'
You takin' a lot of boxin' lessons, but you still pussy
I see right through you niggas just like 2Pac hologram
Ain't
to hurt to
Valleys of death I had to return to
Na they cnt rap like this
I'm tryna trap like him
Feeling like 2pac Above The Rim
2021 like where have you
K5, LAX, I flew by niggas
To live and die in LA, I feel like 2Pac
Nigga look, I said I flew by niggas
Westside when we ride, I feel like 2Pac
Nigga
Moshin' to nostalgic rock shit, I'm Brock
Bitch
Semi-automatic might blast like Team Rocket
Wait, and tell 'em I'm mixing that
Slayer with that 2Pac
my adversaries they don't understand what we go through
To become a man, we sheddin tattoed tears
Chorus: 2Pac + Young Noble
I said many times
Two private Jets what this nigga's worth
Atlanta, Miami, Rosé
We like 2Pac infante
They sent my nigga on house arrest
I'm coming through nigga
waitin' on the outcome
Free 2Pac is all that's on a nigga's mind
But at the same time it seems, they tryin' to take mine
So I'mma get smart and get
waitin' on the outcome
Free 2Pac is all that's on a nigga's mind
But at the same time it seems, they tryin' to take mine
So I'mma get smart and get
hit em up 2Pac
Out the park the rooftop
Cuz she too hot
She want me to beat it down said where she said the rooftop
But I told her peace like AB
still dissin', wonderin' why I ain't sayin' it
I can smell the setup, that's that 2Pac in Vegas hit
I revealed myself and some don't know what to make
a bath in it
Get ass in it and I gotta stash in it
Smoke hash in it, blueberry chocolate tah
Smokin chronic make me see shit, like 2Pac alive
Bandana
hoo, hoo
Hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo
You can't tell 2Pac how to be 2Pac
Suge got 2Pac out of jail
Now a new Pac gotta go get shoot out of jail
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