Lyrics:
and they bringing them glocks boy
Hope yo ass don't get shot boy get hit in yo top boy
Ain't talking 2pac boy
And these bitches be bops boy
And you niggas
skipping
EPMD, who's fucking with it
Outta control like 2Pac in Juice, character Bishop
Who's inferior? My Squad be Def
and we ain't hearing ya, lounge
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
the fit
Dre Productions something
Got my product out here bussing
Too short got me cussing
2pac got me hustling
Water keep me thumping
Life is how you get
stabbed a nigga in his shit cause he was acting heavy
And my daughter asked me what happened to me first time she seen my belly
Thug life 2Pac on me 2Glock
me in lock down
what's up to the herb man smugglin'
... now they got me in lock down
shootouts to Method Man, Redman, Bob Marley
2pac keep ya head u
it, If you can make it
Then we can make it a better day
Madden Wiz, Yahway Music
Rest in Peace to 2Pac Shakur god Bless!
the venue its cool to give me daps fam
In the eyes of God, we're brothers and sisters
In the words of 2pac we turned into niggas and bitches
While our souls
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
like I'm 2Pac
I'm talkin' trap shit every time
That the beat drop
Too much drip I might need a mop
Keep a stick by the door when
I'm in the trap spot
Opp
Nip, Spice-1 or 2Pac never gave a gun to me
So gangsta rap ain't done shit for that
I've even seen white folks from River Oaks go get the gat
So why
the second Celebrity Deathmatch (ding ding)
So tell the medic to bring the medication and quickly (hurry up man!)
I'm sicker than a 2Pac dedication to Biggie
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
'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
there's food there's vultures
More Tony now, back then I was Sosa
I was sent like a penny in a loafer
The 2Pac Deepak Chopra
On a plane drinking wine
knot thick, I'm it
Motherfucker, I'm ill
Yeah
See, they say I'm rappin' like B.I.G., Jay, and 2Pac
André 3000, where is Erykah Badu at? Who that?
turn that nigga to 2Pac (On God)
We pull up to your show
Got 'em strapped to the door so
It's gon' be a shootout (Bang)
Ain't worried 'bout a nigga
make it moonwalk
White glove money stuffed in my tube socks
Top down thug life, 2Pac
I'mma boss, I can get ya whole crew chopped
Teflon Don
back
Cause I got you
To listen
2Pac died in Vegas
A riders ambition but me
I just take that immortal
Prescription
We all come from nature
I need
Only for my sistas, for my riders
Let me see you throw your hands up
Hahaha i quit, you ass didn't
We up outta here
2Pac and Storm (That's right)
Outlaw
Yeah you rest in peace Carrie, Wally, Easy, Terry and Vu,
Baby Boy, Uncle Charles, Biggie and 2pac remember I'm with you
Got shit to do so you blowin?
out some Hen
This my dedication, my nigga 2Pac
And you can best believe -
That it won't stop, uh
You should've known that I'd be coming back
Especially
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
FOREPLAY 2pac Skakur
CARESS a military mind nigga
A military mind mean money
A criminal grind nigga
A criminal grind mean hustle
You know
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