Lyrics:
a 2Pac moment (2Pac)
Fresh hold nigga with the Guwop stomach
(Guwop)
Spin through your block with the uwop bustin'
(Blaow) ran through the east, like
Who
the day I came out, I was like, "Merits?
Fuck that, I'd rather be loud and I like swearin'"
From the first album even the gals were like, "Tight lyrics,
you wack rappers hit the floor
[2pac]
How should I plead forever thuggin on a quest to get G's
Runnin from enemies ever since the days of a seed
you'll die dancin'
Dark, gliding shapes that violate every law of nature
Buy 'em or die a thousand deaths
2 Live Crew, 2 Live Crew
Boyz with da bass, boyz
gangsta)
Play or stay (gangsta)
Yeah, yeah (gangsta, gangsta)
Death Row
Yeah, yeah, my nigga 2Pac rest in peace
Dogg Pound
Dippin' real hard y'know
that, I'd rather be loud and I like swearin'"
From the first album even the gals were like, "Tight lyrics, dreamy eyes"
But my f- mouth was nightmareish
still dissin', wonderin' why I ain't sayin' it
I can smell the setup, that's that 2Pac in Vegas hit
I revealed myself and some don't know what to make
Why is ratting at an all time high?
Why are you even alive?
Why they kill 2pac n' Chris?
Why, at the bar, you ain't take straight shots instead
the corner all eyes on me
Like I'm 2Pac niggas envy wanna shakur me
Haters, why get mad? I get paper
All black Camaro lookin like Darth Vader
Diamonds in ma
everything in the
Someone help me please universe within the light
Someone help me! Understanding
They already did 2Pac My children, all six
Acquired his knowledge from the streets
Makaveli, 2Pac Shakur
Was the rose that grew from concrete
America's most complete artist, regardless
One
to the soundtrack of 2pac
I'll beat you to a pulp no fiction
Tarantino flow new Jules and Vincent
Blow marijuana smoke, no incense
Exhale in the face of innocent
Why is ratting at an all time high?
Why are you even alive?
Why they kill 2pac n' Chris?
Why, at the bar, you ain't take straight shots instead
everything in the
Someone help me please universe within the light
Someone help me! Understanding
They already did 2Pac My children, all six
que 2PAC [en cainri]
N**** ton équipe la street c'est la street, je vais péter le milli
Le rap c'est comme de la trap je vais peut être partir
block you prolly bred a Fat Pat or 2Pac
Or Big Pun, or B.I., ya homeboys from knee, high
And even when it was storming outside, that nigga'd be by
That's
second album had a much more raw feel to it
It's like they paid two thousand dollars for the first album
And like five hundred for the second one
It
cause my nuts is bigger
Strapped with a tec 9 a mac 10 and 2 glocks
Dumpin' niggas in ditches cause I'm a thug like 2Pac
I'm kickin' it in Cali but
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
of there
Same place you put your hat
My niggas throwing hollows there
I'm loading up the oo-wop listening to 2Pac
I'm a dope boy so the money in the shoe
can play a new part:
Develop new DVDs, new books, new art
Open new food marts with hip-hop
Food charts and food carts
Playing 2Pac while you shop (Do
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
2Pac to send his blessings
Please Jesus Christ answer questions
Too many people out here are tired of guessin’
Too many people out here are tired
everywhere 'fore
A nigga stop and I still'll be crawlin'
Fightin' to get up
By the sweat of my brow, I came too far
Dirty niggas wanted 2Pac me in the car
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