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Bad Stuff

Cactus

Cactology: The Cactus Collection

1996

Verse]

Ninety-three
She invited me
To a party in L.A.
So popular
She introduced me to
2Pac the next day
She took me to this party
In Beverly

the circle of death I see
My people are selfish
I speak a lot but I got to take action on
Feeling like to hit the streets
With love and passion
2pac rep thug

on me like i'm kodak
Money fat like a big mac
Money fat i got big bandz
Fuck it up and get it right back
Hit 'em up like im 2pac
Bitch i'm fly like

Rap game got two generations
Deep down ain't no difference
They all just bitches bitchin
I rap to piss off old white men
I dont give a fuck its fun

Straight like that, nigga
For real
Roxi gang in this bitch
My Time Enterprise The Label, nigga

What you talking about
They ain't ready for us, nigga

stunning and runing/
Ima 2pac you a puffy/
All u lamest just keep truckin/
To a mongoose from a huffy/
I'm cheech & chong up in smoke/
Cuz of the loud that

one up for 2Pac
'Cause this is murder rap
Thinking how quick we grew up, low-key insane
My best friend she snort 'caine, guess life was like a dice

they couldn't
Concentrate on their thing
Me no no me no no
Rap mu 2pac on my stomach I've got like 8
I stop inviting poverty to the table
Finally me

que yo represento
Medalla de EAZY es lo que miras en mi pecho
Vale madre tiro el dedo más grande
Como 2pac Escupiendo en el aire
Homie Caile estás caras

Lyric like the bullet I'm B-30 in the Pop man
Driving to the top ten
Chopper every suck lame
My position watch every throne Like 2PAC man
Camera three

Acting like they 2Pac
Y'all wack ass ain't doing SHITTTTTT
I never moved a brick, perhaps I was too legit
Working shitty jobs to help fund my music shit

like diabetes 
Can't turn hard again you let em live a day 
In these fazos you see how hard it get

I been rapping so hard i been feeling 
Like I'm 2pac

and 2pac
Hell yeah real inspiration as used to
Learning how to battle like a man with my own crew
Squeezing my head between walls planting my claws inside

a smoothie 
You the preachers daughter lil Bby you can't fool me 
Yeah I got the juice like 2pac This a free throw give em 2shots 
Different KiccBacc this

the fame, I'm true to the game 
Till they bury me 
God gave me game so I'm hustlin', 
Pour out some liquor for my niggas 
2pac is still strugglin' 
My

eyes on me when I ride im 2pac to my enemies
Nigga please trust I be big to these bitches
Bout my riches quick to tell a smutty hoe give me distance
My

can play a new part:
Develop new DVDs, new books, new art
Open new food marts with hip-hop
Food charts and food carts
Playing 2Pac while you shop (Do

they still scared of us
I still pop them Perk 30s, but I ain't feeling em

I electric slide that nigga on 2pac shit, bitch, I'ma hit him up
I'm a real

I’m not perfect, I know that to be true
But I know one person can be perfect for you
I don’t want us separated like segregation
Goals to give you

more
I da see your bum bum
Bi ose shakor simi sho mo
Isheju kan lo'mo
Baby would you give me some more

Al'salam mi'o shakor
Mo mo 2pac eyan

anywhere if
You think you 'bout that
You can catch me anywhere
Nigga I be out here
Nigga talking about thug life
Nigga think he 2Pac
Cdai got 22, what you

York though What the fuck You gone say
Fuck your team Fuck your click Fuck your moms Hold this stick
Think you 2pac Watch me Catch you in Your fucking

Down For My Stacks

B.G.

True Story [Universal]

1995

[Dee Money Verse 1]

When I was lil all I could think about was gettin dis cheddar had dreams of being like 2pac or even better so I was down 4 my

hit or something gitcha mind right
Only sinning when I see em coming it's ah time lot
I'm worst down to die bout ah verse
2Pac taught me boy I'm first