Lyrics:
niggas by ah accident
Nigga philosophy and Stylez they be like who that
All eyez on us like we 2Pac the new rap
So many girls all on my nuts
I’m like a kid
feet
And leave him knock-kneed (Woah, woah)
I know the road can get a lil' rocky (Yeah)
Why the streets wanna 2Pac me? (Woah)
I don't fuck with niggas
2Pac already told y'all moron)
Who got beef, I'm just here to reinform my shit
You know, you done did Big, you done did Craig Mack
Man, you did
I got the juice, feel like 2Pac
They tryna kill me in a black Bimmer like 2Pac
I'm finna feed 'em the rounds
Finger-fuck the glizzy, I ain't
trust you
Ok, niggas ain't loyal, niggas ain't loyal
Bad like milk niggas will spoil
Picture me rollin like 2Pac
Off two pills I popped, nigga Fuck You
music from his heart
That's how he made it
Nas and 2pac real poets no basics
Imagine if they had a song together Crazy
On the hook Mary J Blige
Track
You ain't gotta ask if she digg me, of course she did I'm witty
I'm a product of my city, that 2Pac and that Biggie
My jewels pop with that pretty
just a nut
No homo, I can do that with my hand, bitch
What? Bitch I think I'm 2Pac
Bitch I think I'm 2Pac
Niggas talk that shit 'til they
Get their ass
Ima hold it down for you...
(uh, uh, uh...)
Always...
(already like 2pac said, I don't wanna be yo man I wanna be yo nigga)
Cause you know my love is
motherfucking trill shit that
I be talking 'bout
Bandanna tied like 2Pac to the side, nigga
It's that A$AP life
It's that trill wave right here, man
Get your
smoke the best of dro while she down with some jack-jack
My eyes like the red carpet still on the blue side
They locked me up just like 2Pac and I
Backstreet Boys, 2Pac
And Barry White
Need a new accountant: Ben Jones
New manager: my momma
Two bodyguards in case niggas start drama
Used to ride coach, now
a 2Pac moment (2Pac)
Fresh hold nigga with the Guwop stomach
(Guwop)
Spin through your block with the uwop bustin'
(Blaow) ran through the east, like
Who
teardrops
The road still long and I don't have a gearbox
So I'm making my first stop
Ten years later I'm the broer you can learn from
I'm the Kapstaad's 2Pac
tube socks spraying from the rooftops
92' props
Banging for my blue tops
It's me and you Ock, Biggie verses 2Pac
And you forgot
I'm the one who let you
my fronts
Like 7 AM I was fucking your love
11 AM, you took that bitch right to brunch
Like I lost a lot of friends, but who give a fuck?
I got
thank the Lord I dey go far
Usain Bolt, mo d'aleba
Shoutout si awon temi ninu Shitta
Bandana lori bi ti 2Pac
Midnight walkers, Karashika
Dem never
at'cha
I'll never be popular
Like that 2pac "I ain't mad at'cha"
So baby beware
This game of life is like do or die
It's hell on this Earth
The only
getting insurance, tryna do me like 2Pac
Ooh, it hurt my soul
Who gon' ride with you 'til the end?
Then again, you gotta watch out for your friends
They
the time, but I kill no-one
You see my style, I'm fit and proud
I kicked tonight
Who dat? 2Pac
From the Dubai to California
He was the भाई
He was the भाई
We 2pac wit it (what)
We too hot wit it (what)
Keep two glocks wit em (what)
shoot two cops wit em (what)
we on the block wit it
raw, nonstop wit it
fit my head like it was tailored
I'm on my worst behavior I feel like 2Pac in Vegas
Some phanda pusha yeah
The vision super clear
Fuck your opinion you
good, you act tough for the camera
Run from the lil' kids, they fuckin with Santa
Cause they like 2Pac more - word? Word to my grandma
I figure I might
down and laughing at'cha
I never be bothered like 2pac
I ain't mad at'cha
So baby beware
This game of life is like do or die
It's hell on this earth
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