Lyrics:
not racist, I never lied
But I know there's a disconnect between your culture and mine
Yeah, I praise 2Pac like he was a fuckin' god
He was fighting
I just want to go to your parties
So I can run through all your goth bitches
And rock bitches
Take 'em on the block and now they 2Pac bitches
I
It’s true I, gotta take my time, like Usa
Got a different mind like 2Pac
Baby, on her knees no tube sock, Baby
Double D no tube top
I call my lil' nigga
Ready Gov? Yeah
Don't let them niggas gaffle you aight
Hehe, run that shit
Yeah bitches, things to get worse
So meet 2Pac and Rich, each to go worse
make it moonwalk
White glove money stuffed in my tube socks
Top down thug life, 2Pac
I'mma boss, I can get ya whole crew chopped
Teflon Don
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
falling (We good, we good, falling)
We divided (Why you say that? nah this just how I look, divided, I'm good, I'm good)
Falling
As the late 2Pac would put
Who sing this?"
"Slim Shady, his tape is dope, I love it
It's rugged, but he needs to quit talking all that drug shit"
It was predicted by a medic
I get a long with
Let's talk associates I got a long list
Big and 2pac among the greatest I belong with
Don't get me wrong I gotta long way to go
Yo Hip-Hop, Is niggas still talkin
Bout I can't rap, come on now
Look for me, Young K
Took 2Pac beat and got paid
My favorite rapper is Makaveli,
Immortalz)
And 2Pac Makaveli outlaw Immortalz
You know how we do this shit nigga
Give me my money in stacks
And lace my bitches with dime figures
Real niggas
that shit, I'll knock you out
A nigga be pickin' you up off of the ground for thinkin' you 2Pac
And shawty give me neck till I pass out
And she just
(Onion)
Smokin' ounces up to my brain
Young nigga just thuggin' (Thuggin')
2Pac all eyes on me
My car collection is crazy (Crazy)
Kush connection is Mainy
and the diamonds are black
Jack me now you don't wanna do that
It's the return of the man
I'm still alive just like 2pac
Girls in the front row girls in the back
get high
If you miss 2Pac and Nate, let's get high
I mean, every time you come to LA, get high
Ain't it good to you? Hell yeah
The doc said I had
"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
hate to see boss playa like 2pac did sing
But my socks is clean, in tippity top shape
Now stop wait a minute I’m bout to break the brigade
You’re always
the pen like my cousin Bud
Lunatic Insane, and my partner T-Love
Big Tom, Ray Ray, Killa Cuddy, Mac Dre
Cleek, Jamal, Jinx and Bluebonic, man
[ 2Pac ]
Now
Yo, 2Pac is in the house. Got a big grin on his face
Jay-Z, cut that shit up stupid
Only for my sistas, for my riders
Let me see you throw your hands up
Hahaha i quit, you ass didn't
We up outta here
2Pac and Storm (That's right)
Outlaw
a ratchet, what's good?
It happens in Compton, happens in Queens, happened to Big L
Happened to Chinx and 2Pac in that passenger's seat
Sometimes it's
city of Compton
Analogy is like Biggie and Bed Stuy
Oakland and 2Pac i'm more focused
I'm nothing like you new guys
Struggling over a few lines thinking
living my life
Tryna get my money right
Only the real by my side
My baby like China she fine
2pac all eyes on me, they loving the way that I shine
I don't
Fuck 2Pac that nigga ain't shit
That nigga ain't from moherfuckin' New York
That nigga be out there with them Cali niggas
Yo nigga man fuck Pac
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