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(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
everything in the Someone help me please universe within the light Someone help me! Understanding They already did 2Pac My children, all six
the rap Talking stacks on stacks Newports smoking packs on packs Me against the world still on my 2Pac like that Fresh off the scene and I'm riding down
turtle shit Bolt like Usain, who game to get got I mastered the Shaolin styles of BIG and 2Pac Sweet and sour chicken while my Partner workin' two woks
from the gutter, my father's a drugger The block is my mother, 2Pac got it on lock in my suburb I got dope double-wrapped up in bubble wrap on top
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
wife I did it twice yeah I’m trife I don’t give a fuck I kill a nigga do life do life twice you Do 2pac like I roll dice Put your life on the line Bet it
kaa yb nashoot track Ire lit kishash na ma woozgan Ruger nabounce kwa track na magoosebumps Eyes on me utadhani ni 2pac She wanna fuck w the weside
Boosie Badazz Holla at my nigga right quick My letter to 2Pac Wake up nigga Let me holla at you right First of all, I'm gon' let you know
And these kicks Can't be found At no fuckin Foot locker Betty crocker wit the wrist How I'm whippin it up 2pac wit the flow How I be Hitting it up ugh How I
we stuck in the game Real life shit no be film yeah When I dey drop bars Be like say I dey use jazz Normally I too bad Faridan bi 2pac Wonni phor keh
the 2Pac era I'm talkin' '98 drug money, shoebox era (shoebox era) I proved my point once, in every take, the proof got clearer Y'all niggas make threats
a muthafuckin case like 2Pac A real nigga gotta have balls and brains To maintain in the game Livin in the city with the killers and thugs And might be dealin
in peace 2pac from master p, doin' 2-11s 187 khadafi, murder Puttin' niggas in six foot motherfuckin' gurters If you fuck with this tru clique Nigga
That's when the profit is controlled I seen this before with 2Pac and this is old Sony recycled Michael with that album and it sold 'Cause fans are really
my brother dam that been a minute I'm cmode I'm bout slide on shit like crippy qua Long live 2Pac TDawg and Yah Free 2K Niggas dick riding like hoes I
bitch off she been buggin 2Pac back look the way that we thuggin Pull up on a Nigga get changed in public I ain't in the hood but the neighbourhood love
go stunt For the summer Ball like P G for the thunder Tae with the juice Like i got the koolaid I got the juice like im 2pac today My girl rhianna Bout
2Pac 2 Glocks a drink for you and a drink for you that's 2 shots, Chippass Awww shit they shooting Wake ya ass up this ain't a movie This real
(What) Make my family so big, big, big, big Bigger than Wu-Tang Wu-Tang Pu-Tang 2pac without Hussien Flexing on these cats with my squad وين ؟ في البحرين
in graffiti, like 2Pac or Biggie, I feel like a milli My niggas, they gave me a shot (a shot) It got me a spot (a spot), and now I'm the hot boy
Fah, fah Fah, fah Fah, fah Fah, fah-fah, fah Hit a nigga up, call it 2Pac She tryna play my song on the boom box I'm in the back and I'm
Fah, fah Fah, fah Fah, fah Fah, fah-fah, fah Hit a nigga up, call it 2Pac She tryna play my song on the boom box I'm in the back and I'm
"Why"? Is it that nobody calls? I want to be like Big Pun So you can call me Big Papa Walking with 2Pac Motherfuckers why que pasa I feel like
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