Lyrics:
the dark
No matter what, it still can't ease my broken heart
First 2Pac died, then Biggie died and it greatly impacted me
Then history repeated itself,
I'm full of liquor
Thug nigga
Quick to jab at them hoes
And I can make you jealous niggas famous
Fuck around with 2Pac and see how good a niggas aim
I'm full of liquor
Thug nigga
Quick to jab at them hoes
And I can make you jealous niggas famous
Fuck around with 2Pac and see how good a niggas aim
to smile in the future
Yeah nigga! Ha ha
Let's go nigga, this is what it is
2Pac cut his head bald
Then you wanna cut yo' head bald (You pussy nigga!)
wrong
(Yeezy) , fuck what they do (Yeezy)
We in the streets
(Yeezy) , we goin' through (Yeezy)
We like the woo
(Yeezy) , y'all niggas you (Yeezy)
Hold up
Chrous: The Game
Nigga be easy
Growing up in California believe me
We drive-by, spraying colors for shizzy
Light it up for 2pac and Eazy
Show them
your caps peeled
You know see
Grab ya Glocks, when you see 2Pac
Call the cops, when you see 2Pac, uhh
Who shot me, but ya punks didn't finish
Now ya
to change
And I pray, I pray that someday we will
But you should know you're not alone
But still we gon' fight
Yeah, yeah
I remember 2Pac said it
styles how we Our own styles
How we Our own styles our own styles
Don't you love it? 2Pac free shit
That reach the public still I
Believe my speech so
I'm Pac (huh)
I'ma act like a thot if you let me (bitch)
Ay who you is, nigga? I'm like the 2Pac of the new shit
A hundred thousand hoes and they
to dumpin' on they ass, like the last outlaws
Rich, 2Pac and the Click, smokin' blunts, loadin' clips
With enough shit to raise your block in one dip
We
to dumpin' on they ass, like the last outlaws
Rich, 2Pac and the Click, smokin' blunts, loadin' clips
With enough shit to raise your block in one dip
We
Georgetown's phat
With the bulldog, ooh wee
Why's he wanna do me?
Rich could give a fuck about
A tramp and a hoochie
I hang with niggas from the block like 2Pac
know they got they eyes on me
I feel like 2Pac when he made All Eyez On Me
I keep the Glock on me
Stupid Glock on me
I can't let 'em get the drop
brainless
Y'all don't wanna fuck wit' we
The trunk be bangin', off the chain danglin'
Y'all know that I'm from CP
(When do ya shoot, boy, shot don't
how you act when you pull back all them curtains?
Do he think I'm 2Pac 'cause I'm black and put them works in?
Does he know his daughter might have
Shit, I'm a changed man
Ayy, turn the lights out
Big baller 2Pac up in this bitch
You know how we swing this shit, look
By age sixteen I sold
begging me
You know what you should've capped like 2pac with a glock
They're deadly, better not upset my thug mentality sucker
You know you done fucked
to motivate
Give me a break
And then it's time to illustrate
2Pac will terminate
'cause niggas like to perpetrate
Rhymes I create
Yo you best believe they're
the Feds
Eating good drinking Champagne
And breaking bread
This is for my dog's in Watts and shit
2Pac got your back, who can stop the hit?
And even with
my adversaries they don't understand what we go through
To become a man, we sheddin tattoed tears
Chorus: 2Pac + Young Noble
I said many times
and Wesson in this mothafucka
Right now Greg Nice in this mothafucka
Right now LS in this mothafucka
Right now Baby Jesus And The All Star's
Right now 2Pac
you still fuck with Dr. Dre, 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?
on)
And I pray you feel the same way as that 2Pac song
We ain't your hoes or your bitches, trophies, or meant for pimpin'
Recognize a gift from God
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