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Everyday All Day

Naughty by Nature

Naughty by Nature

1991

Latifah, the Queen of the flavor
And nothing weaker behind is watching, kick her
The Digital Under-the-Underground, rocks with Shock and 2PAC
With Money

Yes, sir this is Ludacris
In a recite to you an original poem
Written by my man 2Pac Shakur
Entitled in the depths of solitude
And it goes with

Untouchable

2Pac

Pac's Life

2006

they see me as 2Pac the don
And this bitch with 2 Glocks, I'm wrong
The homie still gon' roll and standin' with your biggest G
You still gon' fold, I

be hitting switches
Calling 2Pac daddy
It ain't my fault that she's sprung on me
And ain't it fun I make her cum
Put her tongue on me
That's

the sky (sky), my eyes open wide (ayy, bro, is that Jambo?)
All eyes on me, but I'm no 2Pac

I'm a Goat, I'm a boss, I'm a leader (woo)
Won't settle for

you mothafuckers want Shady)
The lost begotten seed of 2Pac (if Pac was still here now)
To lead this industry into the ways of the man (he would never

2Pac on stage
But, fuck a dream if it's not gon' pay
You feel me?
White socks, hat with my Glock on waist
Couldn't tell me I was not O'Shea
Posted

me daddy

Slide in that pussy like DM's
Pussy so good, get goosbumps
I love when she lick around the rims
Give her death row dick, no 2pac
She

All Due Respect

Travis Barker

Run the Jewels 2

2014

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

niggas gettin' rolled up
You think not gettin' dropped
We can handle this
'Cause 2Pac brain locked on a cannabis
Days are dangerous, shoot 'em
But you

song
No love, no love
This is music just to fuck on
Eat it up, beat it up
Put a lil 2Pac on
All eyez on me
Playing what yo phone number
Lookin real good

died
Next time think twice before you say those lies
Cause I'm alive
And who said 2pac died
Next time think twice before you say those lies uh
And who

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

I've seen money
But baby, I got to gets mo'
You scream and go
2Pac
And I ain't stoppin'
'Til I'm well paid
Bails paid
Now nigga, look what hell

Can't C Me

2Pac

All Eyez on Me

1996

I've seen money
But baby, I got to gets mo'
You scream and go
2Pac
And I ain't stoppin'
'Til I'm well paid
Bails paid
Now nigga, look what hell

Gangsta Team

South Central Cartel

N Gatz We Truss

1994

featuring Spice  2Pac  Ice T and MC Eiht 



[Havoc ] 

Yo Russell Simmons 

This is your commander in chief of your West Coast operations

the finger on MTV
2Pac Shakur, he was born to be a renegade
A product of the streets
Now look at what our streets done made
And took away all in the course

This stupid nigga got rhymes like
You told Passwurdz that 2Pac was only
Known for being well paid
But the only thing that he
Was really known for
Was for

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

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,

never be slayed or confined to a grave
Math key fade 
What that means you were played
My exit was in the first Act
Covered up by authorities
Beguiled

Middle Man

B.o.B

Ether

2017

Mister, that Mister, Bobby Bands

Mr. Long, Mr. Get-Her-Wrong, Mr. Sing-A-Song
Hit the bong, Mr. Cheech and Chong, Mr. In-My-Zone
Mr. 2Pac Herringbone,

of snow, they call me Aspen
Phantom full of smoke while you gasping
Pocket full of stones, talking moonrock
The molly make these hoes think they 2Pac

the coldest clique
Call me prototype, never had a mold to fit
My clothes is dipped, my bros is lit
Only time you been sick is when the COVID hit
Better get in