Lyrics:
do for Love
Yeah yeah yeah what you won't do
Ah yeah 2Pac in the house
Scars, tears on your pillow
And you still stay as you sit
And pray hopin'
on Channel 7 he do beats for 2Pac
Now coming out the spring from Heaven
Ya know my piece is, hotter than grease is
With no wrong way to eat
Ya face like
a bitch
I'll dare ya ass to try to run that 2PAC shit
I goes high-ho silver like the fuckin' Moan Ranger
Playin' here's out my dick inside a total
Ready Gov? Yeah
Don't let them niggas gaffle you aight
Hehe, run that shit
Yeah bitches, things to get worse
So meet 2Pac and Rich, each to go worse
my nigga seeing 6 figures
Black bottles popping when I'm on the turf
Two private Jets what this nigga's worth
Atlanta, Miami, Rosé
We like 2Pac
just tryna, put some ‘mo', respect up, on the legends
Who was even here before us
Cuz man if you dont know 2pac or biggie then do not expect to hop
smoke bitches say i'm too high
Living the life of Biggie and 2Pac
Nigga you know who shot
The day Jay Z go broke nigga when Snupe stop
That will be never
know I spread the peace for
The whole world like 2Pac
Basedgod it's all gon' get better
Short stories from a life story's life glory
I wanna let each
my vision
Right on time with mine thanks to them old Doc prescriptions
West side flourishin' again, this what 2Pac envisioned
Obama freein' lifers
thats how it is
So thats how it is
You been talking shit
I been making hits
MF all you do is talk shit
Not bout the walk shit
Bitch im going on my 2Pac
thats how it is
So thats how it is
You been talking shit
I been making hits
MF all you do is talk shit
Not bout the walk shit
Bitch im going on my 2Pac
city sweltering hot
Staggering, drunker than those cops that 2Pac shot
I was a crook by the train with that iron thing, concealed
Reaching, soon as I
Latifah, the Queen of the flavor
And nothing weaker behind is watching, kick her
The Digital Under-the-Underground, rocks with Shock and 2PAC
With Money
in it, blueberry chocolate tah
*** chronic make me see ***, like 2Pac alive
Bandanna knotted in the front like 2Pac alive
Walkin' out the courthouse,
Acquired his knowledge from the streets
Makaveli, 2Pac Shakur
Was the rose that grew from concrete
America's most complete artist, regardless
One
2Pac on stage
But, fuck a dream if it's not gon' pay
You feel me?
White socks, hat with my Glock on waist
Couldn't tell me I was not O'Shea
Posted
corner riding with him ha Ha
All they see is black venom
Then my silhouette
Just watch the fear reappear in they
Eyes when I hit the set
Oh no, 2Pac wit'
these bitches yo 2pac hit up
I'm in a bad mood bad mood
She says I'm handsome but she ugly what that mouth do what that mouth do
I'm taking shits up
the nigga tree
Corona in the petri
Everything ain't Georgia peachy
Believe a quarter what ya read and none of what ya see G
2pac be listenin to me G
Write
was cool cause I was just there for the energy
Watchin' Bizarre pop pills while 2Pac in my Hennessy
First time in Detroit, had to rock the Grant Hills
I was just there for the energy
Watchin' Bizarre pop pills while 2Pac in my Hennessy
First time in Detroit, had to rock the Grant Hills
Cause I threw
was cool cause I was just there for the energy
Watchin' Bizarre pop pills while 2Pac in my Hennessy
First time in Detroit, had to rock the Grant Hills
to get the fuck up off, yeah
I’m on the loose like 2Pac from Juice
God bless the dead
But I'm already dead from trauma to the head
I'mma verbal
(Yeah)
Niggas wanna hit me like I'm 2Pac (Yeah)
Bad bitch fuck me in my Gucci tube socks (Yeah)
'Member when I spent my re-up on a oowop, whoa
Your
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