Lyrics:
your hair while we
Fucking in the chair
When you loving me up against the wall
You can have it all, just try
Bet my kiss can get you high don't pass by
You'll never know it hurt me so
I'll hate to see you go don't pass me by
Don't make me cry
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven
Eight
Don't pass me
Yo, 2Pac is in the house. Got a big grin on his face
Jay-Z, cut that shit up stupid
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
that shit, I'll knock you out
A nigga be pickin' you up off of the ground for thinkin' you 2Pac
And shawty give me neck till I pass out
And she just
crush me
Should I put my trust in something I don't trust in
I try to run but there's no place to hide
'Cause baby kisses don't lie
Kisses don't
No
it
But you're the only one cause I don't trust these bitches
I don't, I don't trust these bitches
They might catch me slipping
So, you're the only
But they jam like techs
Pit's definitely one of
The generation's best
I'm watching everything round
Here go downhill
Cause everybody wanna be 2Pac
Could'ya, for an ice cream sundae? Could'ya
For a smile or two?
Would'ya, say along about next Monday
Keep a guy from feeling blue?
Could'ya, for big
thoughts on the war
Cause the rule is the law, and the law that we live by
Is to stay true to self, in this case, BDI
Why try if ya body lie
By the block
the money, baby, oh) woo
Ayy, now we makin' money, now we makin' money
Now we makin' money (one, two, three)
Spin the wheel for me (hoo)
Blackjack,
So don't let me down
Why don't ya put in some trust, don't give up on us
Strangers again
We should talk it over
Strangers again
Let's make love
think less of 'em (don't think less of 'em)
2Pac gone, you know rap had to message him
We tried to do our best for them, mother Panther vibes (Panther
I better see five stars next to my picture
If not, 2Pac will cock the Glock and come knockin' to getcha
I told you once, motherfucker, I'm a nut
1 2 3
Don't let him fool ya
I know he got a big ol' cadillac, uh-oh
Don't let him fool ya
Pretty soon he'll have to take it back, ooh
Don't
on girlfriend, I'm just messing wit' ya
You know I never play you
Out like a velcro mustache
Especially when you're giving up 'nough ass
And it don't stop on 2Pac
If you see me walking down the street
And I start to cry each time we meet
And walk on by, walk on by
Make believe
That you don't see the tears
goodbye is death by a thousand cuts
Flashbacks waking me up
I get drunk, but it's not enough
'Cause the morning comes and you're not my baby
I look
We tradin' war stories
War stories, nigga
What players do?
Thug Life, Outlaw Immortalz
Motherfuckin' 2Pac a.k.a. Makaveli
Can you feel me?
Just
about my other other bitch
Went from "I love ya" to "Ya don't know who ya fuckin' with"
Fresh off of vacay and already need another trip
She said I had
an hour or two
I said, "That's alright, I'm waiting here,
Just waiting to hear from you"
Don't pass me by, don't make me cry, don't make me blue
the hand.
Show me, take me, won't ya
Show me
Here I am, baby
Take me
Teach me, baby
Won't you take me by the hand
Teach me
Here I am baby
shots got the game hot
They even flipped on 2PAC
Snoop Doggy Dogg put the West Coast in gear
Dr Dre, NWA, Eazy E's in here
I want to tell
One shot, two shots
I done mixed McQueen with the Blue Dot
Thug life, 2Pac
Smoke me a J on the roof top
Champagne, campaign
Spent a whole day
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