Lyrics:
I was just there for the energy
Watchin' Bizarre pop pills while 2Pac in my Hennessy
First time in Detroit, had to rock the Grant Hills
Cause I threw
was cool cause I was just there for the energy
Watchin' Bizarre pop pills while 2Pac in my Hennessy
First time in Detroit, had to rock the Grant Hills
wired to my backpack
iPad full of 2pac and 3 stacks
A single fuck to give
Em said I didn't need that (Didn't need that)
I started to believe that (To
passion
It'll blow your mind hey throw up your legs
Wrap your shit around my back
It's a west side bang fucking
Hoes around the map
? get down with 2Pac
at the top o
Yeah you know wassup o
This is hip hop hurray
The way we rap dem say Biggie ti de
This is hip hop hurray
The way we rap dem say 2Pac ti de oo
""Clap your hands now""
Brothers know the flavs when the Quest gets loose
Slamming sucker fuckers like the wrestler Zeus
Crazier than 2Pac in
to get the fuck up off, yeah
I’m on the loose like 2Pac from Juice
God bless the dead
But I'm already dead from trauma to the head
I'mma verbal
the case speak
White sheets all on your block, who callin' the shots
We hit that man first then his faculty drop
I went, 2Pac on 'em, showed 'em what I had
blessings
2pac said is there a ghetto in heaven, 'cause nowadays kids is getting fucked by their reverend
So many people, you gotta make exceptions 'cause
talk? (Why talk?)
I was kickin' back, locked into KISS and that
Heard some kitty cat called
Me the British Pac
Well if it's that, I'ma bring Big L, 2Pac
through traffic with 2Pac blastin'
With a bitch that's irritatin' from all these questions she askin'
Like what bitches I fucked, when, how and where
You
spendin' every penny
2Pac Shakur, ridin' through the North up in the Bentley
Curtis Jackson ain't no actin' when I'm on a mission
Tryna assassinate my
niggas hating
Don't tell me you love me and then be fakin
Grass cut low just in case a nigga snakin
Had to do it by myself got tired of waiting
I be
the star
There she is shorty bi coastal
Thick like bifocals, stacked like 2Pac vocals her body so loco
Jewel of the Nile so I'm romancing the stone
There she is shorty bi coastal
Thick like bifocals, stacked like 2Pac vocals her body so loco
Jewel of the Nile so I'm romancing the stone
The rhythm is
14 years old workin' the Duwop
All eyes on me, nigga, thought I was 2Pac
Fucked the wrong young nigga' girl, I need two Glocks
Tryna' ride drop-top
block you prolly bred a Fat Pat or 2Pac
Or Big Pun, or B.I., ya homeboys from knee, high
And even when it was storming outside, that nigga'd be by
That's
2 glocks
Running like 2pac , a gangsta you not
This oldhead you can’t stop
My spirit is too hot
Brave hearted and forever guarded
You not
I gotta get
knock
Drop top, she was rockin the 2Pac
Said, "Yo D, not me, whatchu got?"
D said, "She's a vivrant thang..
vivrant thang, vivrant thang"
[Fred
like soldiers we stand up
Remember when 2Pac told us keep our head up?
And even when the times get rough we get up
Treat your life like a stage, you
Yeah
Rest in peace to the one and only 2Pac
Hardcore from the brain
Let's fuckin do this
I ain't got no time for people actin like punks everywhere I
up, listen,
Growing up with you where there's more hate then love,
I was lookin' up to men that made money off of drugs,
Being surrounded by
an appearance
Bitch I’m that Nigga I thought it’s apparent
She give me throat I’m a fuck up her larynx
Feel like I’m 2Pac niggas is staring
All eyes on me when I
your hair right? And what do you know?
She love that Saint Laurent, it's never too much
She love Ferragam', but she really fearin' love
Lord it be hot
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