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Here come them outta town niggas, what up Blood?
(What up cuz? They don't even know what 2Pac first album was)
Should I tell 'em Blood? (Nah, fuck
city sweltering hot
Staggering, drunker than those cops that 2Pac shot
I was a crook by the train with that iron thing, concealed
Reaching, soon as I
gotta come on, come on
Say that we'll be together
Come on, come on, oh
In the middle of the night, we can form this dream
I wanna feel you by my
niggas all talkin' crazy
Hottest nigga spittin' and they can't debate it
I didn't really know 2Pac or Big
But know the beast within'll reincarnate 'em
F*** 2Pac that n**** ain't s***
That n**** ain't from moherf***in' New York
That n**** be out there with them Cali n****s
Yo n**** man f*** Pac
banged on
Here come them outta town niggaz, what up Blood?
(What up 'cause? They don't even know what 2Pac first album was)
Should I tell 'em Blood?
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
It was just after sunrise
And down by the sea
Down on the sand flats
Where nothing will grow
Come drumming and footsteps
Like out of a dream
Oh, ho
How would you like to be
Down by the Seine with me
Oh, what I'd give for a moment or two
Under the bridges of Paris with you
Darling,
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
here)
Ring a bell and make a nigga late
Like, what it do Bob?
This a warzone, send 'em to the gulag
They was talkin' shit, now they talk to 2Pac
Now
Hallelujah, I just love her so
All right now
Now when I call her on the telephone
Hey baby I'm all alone
By the time I count, one, two, three, four
I
I got to have a new spot to live, a few props to give
One for each verse I did, with 2Pac and B.I.G., y'all
This is just a few of them things that I
I am back here again, bro
After Two years, I am still in this shit
Biggie shot by who
2Pac shot by who
Dying young, a devil's curse, man
RIP to Juice
hoping you'll come by just once more (hey)
That's when in a distance (oh, ho)i can see it's you
Aw, what could I do oh,
When my heart started
big red sun
Look a lot like fire
When you come out of the ground
After forty eight hours
Going down down down down down
Going down in Durban deep
Homie I ain't gotta gas I'm so ahead of you fags
The shit I spit off Premo tracks burn confederate flags
Take the roof off roof, gimme Proof back and 2Pac
I can do my best
And pray to the Father
But the one thing I ought to know by now
When it all comes down
When it all comes down
If there's
this thug gonna miss ya til I'm wit cha'
it was 90 on the P.E. tour when we mashed down
doesn't even seem like 7 years passed
both rodies now homies
I've been thinkin'
Now I'm ridin' through traffic with 2Pac blastin'
With a bitch that's irritatin' from all these questions she askin'
Like what
by the angel beside me
That love has a reason to shine
You're the one I adore, come over here and give me more
Then winterlude, this dude thinks
on the state prison
Hard to steal, last year, slash a pop hit
Hate related, he's the closest that I lost since Pac (Tupac)
Got the glock blown, ready to Rock
my nigga seeing 6 figures
Black bottles popping when I'm on the turf
Two private Jets what this nigga's worth
Atlanta, Miami, Rosé
We like 2Pac
or strada
You can see 'em disappearin' two by two
On an evenin' in Roma
Do they take 'em for espresso, yeah, I guess so
On each lover's arm a girl, I
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