Lyrics:
(Onion)
Smokin' ounces up to my brain
Young nigga just thuggin' (Thuggin')
2Pac all eyes on me
My car collection is crazy (Crazy)
Kush connection is Mainy
fooling
Exotic bitch on me like Mulan
In the SRT bitch I'm zooming
Yeah, you look at me like I'm inhuman
All eyes on me like I'm 2pac
These niggas wanna
like I don't spit
Burn the blessed
The truth, 2Pac jewels like I serve them wet
Vado!
This homicide was prophesized before I
Was a toddler's size
Any
the wop
Since Floyd and Damian kept rocks in they socks, nigga
Taught 2Pac how to keep it gangster
I showed Biggie Smalls how to release his anger
Who
You wake up you wanna do what chu love
I'm bout my work I can never get enough
Place of business 2pac defined a thug
Passion in my art cuz it keep me
God bless 2pac rest his soul
God bless hip-hop protect this flow
God rest them wack mc’z that stress my soul
& make it so I can’t hear my baby…
bright, life threw lemons, we made lemonades for the limelight
[Hook]
Real niggas don't die, 2Pac shakur is still alive
Shots shots shots in that Mercedes
getting pass-ons, be by-gones
Nevertheless is definitely hit and hits are what we strive on
We feel this way every single day all day
So make way
Was
the candle lit, my nigga never rowed
Niggas caught him slipping, gave him a shit bag
Five shots to the stomach, 2Pac gift pack
It's death row, conspiracy
the candle lit, my nigga never rowed
Niggas caught him slipping, gave him a shit bag
Five shots to the stomach, 2Pac gift pack
It's death row, conspiracy
Can't stop, ain't stop, too hot
Came out like the daughter of Aaliyah and 2Pac
And I pop from the jump, ain't nobody too shocked
And I'm out
that act, I mix with lemonade
Ain't talkin' juice, but these niggas yea backdoor, you like 2Pac gang
Niggas lame, NLB-5, that's my fuckin' game
Uh, uh,
Fuck around with 2Pac and see how good a nigga's aim is
I'm just a rich motherfucker from the way
If this rappin' bring me money, then I'm rappin' till
is my dream so thas what I'm gonna do
It's not up to you It's up to me
So ima be the best that they ever gonna see
2Pac Ice Cube Snoop Dogg
Thas
FOREPLAY 2pac Skakur
CARESS a military mind nigga
A military mind mean money
A criminal grind nigga
A criminal grind mean hustle
You know
We
and Sade
2Pac in his hey
Pray to Jesus everyday
Here and there I meditate
Keep my chakras in they place
Peace and love remains my phrase
But the thug comes
jeep bumping that 2pac
I'm walking around in my hood
Cocked back two Glocks 98 in my status
I came back I'm the baddest
Christian's on my feet
I told you
'scuse me on my 2Pac
Keep your head up, when did you stop, loving thy
Color of your skin? Color of your eyes
That's the real blues, baby, like you met
school bag (School bag)
So no dey shako for me like 2pac (2pac)
You know say you no be 2pac
So I just dey on my Vibe, you know
Coming up alone true love is
Two private Jets what this nigga's worth
Atlanta, Miami, Rosé
We like 2Pac infante
They sent my nigga on house arrest
I'm coming through nigga
2Pac
Fuck that, I stick you up like Blu Tack
If it's the hardest you're talking
I be one of the hardest barrers reporting
If it's the hardest you're
than the tuned rap
Oh snap, I want back to times where we had 2pac
2pac or Eminem lose yourself don't tell your friends
California Love with D-R-E was so
the same day
But fuck it, if you know the rules to the game, play
'Cause when we die we know we all goin' the same way
'Cause it's cool to be player, but
of
The snow I’m finding out like two prongs
Listening to 2pac too long
But you don’t have that last at
You don’t have to rhyme like
That to be acting
Even
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