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it'll be found
Ya see I'm kinda like 2 Pac, When I get around
But the ICE goes down

I go down, I go down, I go down baby, I go down
I go down, I go down

triple beam adorn ya
2Pac asking just how long will
N***as mourn ya
How you can’t hear the pain
Of us going through it
45 being foolish
But we finna make

to realize
I still have two strong legs, and even wings to fly

So I, ain't a wastin' time no more
'Cause time goes by like hurricanes, and faster things

the
Sock we getting busy
And you know if Johnny riding he
Keep 50 in that glizzy i got 2 phones
Ridin dirty in the whip the bitch a two tone
Ya bitch she

it weren't for this music dope, I wouldn't have no job

Jiggy male

[Chorus]

[Verse 2:]

Check this out, keep all quarter cutted up

Lookin at da

(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

Lonely

Lil Wayne

Tell Me You Love Me

better without ya
Don't you got me checking on my phone by the hour
Baby, I'm hoping and praying
My knees weak, I'm shaking
'Cause you know that I

This an archive, I just record the flow (flow)
Come to my studio, magic happens (yeah)
Two step chillin', this feels so classic (mmm)
Ain't no job

Aw Cool & Dre
I was the one who believed in you
Hahahaha

I got one bad chick, she by my side
About two more wait-in outside
Roll out the red

Where They at 2

Romeo

Gametime

2002

[Verse 3]: Lil' Romeo (Master P)
(Call bugs on the phone, whodi, meet me by the dawn)
(Daffy dropped a dime, whodi, take him to the phone)
Knick-knack

to soldierette
>from every killer to cadet
Playa hatas get wet
Tru niggas march playas step

(chorus)
We no limit soldiers
I thought I told ya
We no limit soldiers

Pick Up The Phone

Young Thug

Birds in the Trap Sing McKnight [LP]

2016

power to be with ya' boy (like, brrt)

Pick up the phone, baby, ooh (like, brrt)
I know you're home, baby, ooh (it's lit)
I'm in the zone, baby (zoned

much about you
Everything about you, I like it, I love it
Kissing you in public, thinking nothing of it
Roses by the dozen, talking on the phone

Let Me Ride

Snoop Dogg

From Compton to Longbeach

2005

with a tech 9 tryin' to take mine
ya want to make noise, make noise
I make a phone call my niggas comin' like the Gotti boys
bodies bein' found

Kanye, Nujabes n some 2Pac
This is the soundtrack to my life
Crisis modern day music some gems but mostly hype it's
Fake shit tell me what's the basis
Pose

me by myself like this (oh, oh)
Mama told me there'd be days like this

[Verse 2]
I get up early in the mornin'
Miss ya rudeness and kissin'
I

Ghetto D

Master P

Ghetto D

other niggas clientele 

Check the man made junk for residue 

Cause every fiend you miss want three or two 

1. Never talk on the phone in ya house

Anymore

Whitney Houston

The Collection [2010]

2010

believe in phone calls 
When you're not by my side 
Especially when it's lonely 
In the middle of the night 

If you believe that true love 
Is only

I sit around and watch the phone, but no one's calling
Call me pathetic, call me what you will (we will)
My mother says to get a job
But she don't

your rivals
'Pac was like Jesus, Nas wrote the Bible
Now what you're 'bout to hear's a tale of glory and sin
No I.D. my mentor, now let the story

your rivals
'Pac was like Jesus, Nas wrote the Bible
Now what you're 'bout to hear's a tale of glory and sin
No I.D. my mentor, now let the story

No Diggedy

Das EFX

The Very Best of Das EFX

2001

got the flows to get ya hyper, plug up the mic-uh
phiggity-phone and then it's on because I'm just the type-uh
And ain't no diggedy, I flow until

punch niggaz with glasses
Back in my third grade classes, squeezin' asses
My niggaz is never over, understand
I'm a 2Pac fan, this is the realest shit I

some answers

Im writing letters to my unborn child like 2 pac 
Singing my songs to my mama
Over the prison phone
And no i aint coming home
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