Lyrics:
Of The Fittest-Mobb Deep, and Lost Boyz
Lickin shots got the game hot
They even flipped on 2PAC
Snoop Doggy Dogg put the West Coast in gear
Dr Dre, NWA, Eazy E's in
congratulations 'cause you built somethin'
You takin' a lot of boxin' lessons, but you still pussy
I see right through you niggas just like 2Pac hologram
Ain't
it, street game Fugazi
I'm elevated to the top of this shit
Done fucked around and put me and 2Pac on the bitch
And you can tell 'em "Thug Life" was
chi-chang (Huh)
Yellow in my diamonds, lemon ring
I’m feeling like 2Pac in this rap game
(Shakur)
Giuseppe steppers never looked better
Bring the chinchilla
kept talking about was
Glory days, well, they'll pass you by
Glory days, in the wink of a young girl's eye
Glory days, glory days
Well there's
only person I trust is God, trust no one, like 2Pac he said)
He said trust nobody
I seen my homeboy do me kinda wrong
That's why you never hear Lil
about me-ah (It's all about me)
Gave Alyssa Milano syphilis, mono and gonorrhea (You're a dick)
And all three of my main girls said see-ya
'Cause
about me-ah (It's all about me)
Gave Alyssa Milano syphilis, mono and gonorrhea (You're a dick)
And all three of my main girls said see-ya
'Cause
"Street Science, you're on the air
What do you feel when you hear a record like Tupac's new one?"
"I love Tupac's new record"
"Right, but don't
a doubt
Said the music does the talkin'
But all we heard is talk about
The girls are left behind
When forty women all spend time
With me and the boys
Rolling, rolling, rolling
I ain't talking 'bout no pills
Cars stolen, stolen
Make 'em tell about the wheels
Gettin' all this money give a
Fuck 'bout how you
PEACE
Gang violence will DECREASE
Much love to 2pac an others put to silence
REST IN PEACE will the POLICE, ever CEASE
Or will they always act ELITE
Shoot
they too busy with 2Pac and Biggie though
You niggas don't feel me though
That was on Suge's watch, I'll take Suge's watch
You dissin' Drizzy, that's
smokes chronic everyday, so what have we?
Another motherfucker, getting served like some cavi'
Now who drops (ruff rhymes)? I gots the Juice like 2Pac
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
and get dropped
2Pac ain't tryin to hear it, Ox
Screamin at your box
I'm swearin at ya not so uh
Static is the last thing you need when you see me
Better
prolly looking down saying them nigga's wild
I know who giving knowledge up there, 2Pac
He looking down like what happened to this hip hop?
Biggie
smokes chronic everyday, so what have we?
Another motherfucker, getting served like some cavi'
Now who drops (ruff rhymes)? I gots the Juice like 2Pac
or 2Pac
But be yourself and maybe you'll be too hot
But don't think you the shit
Because I'll be around to scoop
You up real quick
I'll put you in my
thought about you)
Feeling high like I seem to do
Every time I think about you
Saw two lovers start to kiss (I thought about you)
Had to hold back
Guess I just turned the clout game up a notch
See, y'all really shocked but I'm really not
You know how many girls I took to the titty shop?
If she get
of smoke while you gasping, uh
Pocket full of stones, talking moonrock
'Cause that molly make these broads think they 2Pac
The molly make these niggas
everything in the
Someone help me please universe within the light
Someone help me! Understanding
They already did 2Pac My children, all six
official
Let me tell you when it all started
Game dropped Documentary and
Made plenty enemies
It was a classic album, but prior to that
Guerilla Black
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