Lyrics:
hits, fuck that, that many bricks
D-Block, that many niggas, gats to your lips
My dope is two toned, but I had to change my spot
'Cause it turned into
Thought wrong when I tried to sleep
Bushmaster that QRC
Got looney loco, feeling so-so, Respect the Rich no ARD
Spoke my shit stood on that box
No
let's get to the nitty gritty'
'me and Mike, two months, Trump, Atlantic City'
yo, you got this you gonna bust dude up
yeah, you can be my trainer word
A nigga ready to rumble
When trouble nocks
Two one way tickets straight off the block
We gonna this pay
Yall niggaz jus watch
'All eyes on me'
Like my
Had to hit my old town to duck the news
Two-four hour lockdown, we made no moves
Now it's 4AM and I'm back up poppin' with the crew
I just landed in,
tell him
Cock it back, hit a lick wid it
Keep it workin drop a brick wid it
Off the block, serve a nig wid it
Whip a brand new whip wid it
Apartment
to say hi
Standin' there like a mime and let the chance pass by
Back of my mind, "He could change your life
With all these beats I did, at least let him
God for the game
My TV screen off the chain
My bitch, she off the chain
I came from the grain
The sidewalk chalk
The block stay hot
Paranoid,
The dilsnick it will hit her ex pills
I can feel nigga best deals
You can get the steal
If you ill I'm concealed with a
Technina millameter by my side
God
2Pac to wait up
[Chorus]
[Proof]
Got young famous that handle any further glory
Fix my son a lunch for school so he'll murder for me
Readin 'Pac
Cool and Dre
(This is) This is
The remix for the city let's just start snapping
Crack hit Bleek on the jack like let's make it happen
Oh it's me
remix, let's go!
My flow is Novocaine, my bars is hurricanes (Katrina)
I got hell-a cain, mac in the melon range
Hop out and shells exchange
I wanna
which nigga wanna take my life
Until then I'm staying two feet in front of you haters
[chorus]
I'm living the street life
And I just can't get away
I
the remix)
12 pulled me over, caught me with the dope, they took my hard away (they took my hard away)
Hardaway (Hardaway), Hardaway (Hardaway)
Hardaway
Me and 2Pac were soldiers
Of the same struggle
You lames could huddle, your team's shook
Y'all feel the wrath of a killer
'cause this is my football
I done been around the world, been around the block
Been around hoes that fucked Biggie and 'Pac
Like Vida Guerra, ass took her to the top
She'll
your grandma stay, huh, my nigga?"
"This m.A.A.d city I run, my nigga"
If Pirus and Crips all got along
They'd probably gun me down by the end
the girls my room key
Money can't buy you love, so I don't pay for no pussy
I don't pay these haters no mind, so fuckin' call me cheap
I grab life by
leader
Never leave the block
without my heater
Two big pitts
I call them Mobb b****
N**** eaters
And I won't whimper till I'm gone
Thug Life
Running
here all alone
Lord, won't you please bring my baby home
[Chorus: x 2]
Lord, won't you please...bring my baby home
Lord won't you please bring my
slanging keys flippin half ounces to quarters
When the Task hit that mean time to throw ya rocks
My little patner got 25 years for 2 rocks.
My block be
Murder motherfuckers lyrically, and I'm not gon' cry
Me - a born leader never leave the block without my heater
Two big pits, I call them my bitch nigga
slanging keys flippin half ounces to quarters
When the Task hit that mean time to throw ya rocks
My little patner got 25 years for 2 rocks.
My block be
Yeah, yeah, yo, yo, ay
Call me papi
That's my mamasito
She like it naughty
Bongo By The Way
Yeah, she call me papi
That's my mamasito
She
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