Lyrics:
ghostly
Rush me, 'cause you ain't gonna live to roast me
I'll have my motherfuckin' ass kicked by Moby
If I let some bitch in the can like 'Bis cop over
You gon' be a dope fiend
Your friends should call you Dopey
Tell 'em keep my name out they mouth 'cause they don't know me
Huh, but you can call me
waitin by the telephone to bring them some bad, bad news
You said I wouldn't understand, I think you got it wrong again
I'll fix this with my own two hands
next?
It's me and you, doing the sex
So now you know I'm just a freak
Give it up baby, I can't wait two weeks
I want it all, don't say I won't
Get it
alright, we'd be okay
But I was stupid and you broke me down
I'll never be the same again
So thank you for showing me
That best friends can not be
throw it up call the shit hydraulics
Then piss in the cup call the shit Hipnotiq
I bleed Compton, spit crack, the shit chronic
And you new niggas
make em drool, cause I'm so cool
I got the tool to rule, and I guarantee you'll
Encounter a night like never before
If you ever walk through my party
I'm a hooligan
It's you again
Somebody hand me another drink
A fool again
I'll probably call my ex too again
Sue again
We'll probably never be true
flowin’ like fluid, the truest influenced
By Bone Thugs and Pac, it won’t stop
I’m liquid, flowin’ like fluid, the truest influenced
By Ice Cube to Ice-T,
on try and try again
I supply your high I know you ride pressure apply again
Can never find a vibe again your heart been dead can't die again
Say you that
making plays
Yeah, I’m winning
(x2)
Walked in and I’m feeling like Pac
Walked in and I’m feeling like BIG
(Verse 1) (PAC)
How you want it
Life been hard
loyal, niggas cross me, I go off on people
And you wonder why I don't call on people, nah, for real
Yeah, yeah
Over my dead body
Ain't just "Fuck
Day before you went to jail and daily
How we'd wait for that mail lady
Or by the phone for Mom to call
And I watched you pull yourself up and we
Heaven sees
He hears my pleas, He calls me friend
To Heavens yeah my hands extend
My serotonin skin
They will never touch my life again
Never touch my life
A day or two
A year or two
I swear I’ll never leave this room again
Don’t care about the things you might’ve heard, ooooh
‘cause I will just drop down
Ooh, yeah, SNP livin' the good life
Can you pace platinum and gold
Lexus, drop top, gold
Big houses, crazy dough
Mad lucci, crazy Gucci
Knowin'
wid my durang
Hit up these niggas i feel like am 2pac
Tap on my chest be like king kong
Bout to blow up here the Big Bang
Quit all ur chitchat fall
so, what a waste
I'm quietly observed though it's not my space
Bottom end's heavy, you know we're never even
People call me Tricky for particular
You know what I am
You know what I do well at least I thought you knew
They call me Pusha
Damn
I take you like a slap in the face
Every time
the same
Let me tell ya now
I say one and one is five
You can call me a silly goat
But, ya take two minks add two winks
Ah, ya got one mink coat
Drake can't rap thats a fact
Look at the crowd soon it will be jam packed yeah
I have lyricism like my name is 2pac yeah
So i dont think ill get any more
hats
I hit you bastards
With some poise never oinked or piggybacked
I took your damage
Made a choice call it love now sing it back
I'm such a problem
to see if he bleed
He shoulda never fucked around with a sick-ass nigga like me
They call my name out and niggas run
Best be prepared for the Outlawz,
face
Leave it outside in the rain
A tired walk by it's head
Never speak of me again
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