Lyrics:
run like a motor
Hold up bae, what you run from me for
Hell I tried to stop you at the door
Hell I thought I had you way before
But like 2pac shakur...
Turned around, shot him with the same Glock
So you say you shot him with the same Glock
Young nigga feeling like 2Pac
Still will hit a nigga with
2Pac
Fuck that, I stick you up like Blu Tack
If it's the hardest you're talking
I be one of the hardest barrers reporting
If it's the hardest you're
yo badge hot
Young Mac, got 'er opened like a laptop
No deal, but I like that apple
2pac with the juice, OJ no Snapple
Bitch, you won that raffle, you
knowin I have to have a nine
And half the time I paccs mac with two Gloccs
I sport a vest, fucc that shit they did to 2pac
Don't take it off for shit
Doug E. Fresh with the beatbox
Onyx, The LOX, and 2Pac bumpin' in the boombox
J Dilla, Killer Mike, MC Lyte
Stop playin', you ain't never heard a flow
or 2Pac
But be yourself and maybe you'll be too hot
But don't think you the shit
Because I'll be around to scoop
You up real quick
I'll put you in my
(What)
Make my family so big, big, big, big
Bigger than Wu-Tang
Wu-Tang
Pu-Tang
2pac without Hussien
Flexing on these cats with my squad
وين ؟
في البحرين
to mother-in-law
Got the universe movin' in the form of the sea-saw
You killed 2Pac and Biggie, you know they was rollin' wit me
You paid for your stupidity
You
heard that shit 2pac wannabe ass nigga (mocking P) "I ain't no rapper
I write short films"
o.k. grab your popcorn ain't no more sunshine.
Come on, O.K.,
the 6 why Pree mi run di pack
Mi troublesome 2Pac still ride round wid dat strap
Death B4 Dishonor I still ride round wid dat Nina
I still ride round wid
can't be figured out by no doctor
Got me then I got ya
Ain't no stopping right now cuz I'm focused on trying to go farther
Gotta make it out of these cold
societies
Reach for propriety
I teach with sobriety
Of a spiritual variety
I realize all lies to me
2Pac all eyes on me (c'mon)
As I rise highly
like diabetes
Can't turn hard again you let em live a day
In these fazos you see how hard it get
I been rapping so hard i been feeling
Like I'm 2pac
of the top young rappers without even aiming for the top five
I'm just here to keep rap alive
Think Hip Hop would be different now if Biggie and 2Pac survived
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
yo badge hot
Young Mac, got 'er opened like a laptop
No deal, but I like that apple
2pac with the juice, OJ no Snapple
Bitch, you won that raffle, you
Ah me and my nigga 2Pac
Finna do what we do
Understand this
'cause it's way understandable
Niggas done changed main
You know
like I do it for the TV
I'm too hot, so now all eye's on me like 2Pac
On my left got two glocks
This rap s*** didn't make me crazy
If it ain't about
the light
Genius ain't measured by some school district marks
Baby go head, show the universe a champion
The 144000? It can't be them!
Young mastered
in peace 2pac from master p, doin' 2-11s
187 khadafi, murder
Puttin' niggas in six foot motherfuckin' gurters
If you fuck with this tru clique
Nigga
and poked on shit that is potent
Fresh out the pot, 2Pac couldn't picture my rollin'
Hook
Cam'ron:
I said it's the Diplomats, y'all kickin' is chicken
falling (We good, we good, falling)
We divided (Why you say that? nah this just how I look, divided, I'm good, I'm good)
Falling
As the late 2Pac would put
physically
That don't mean I'm not affected by the history
My grandmama was a slave, that shit gets to me
And you ain't got no motherfucking sympathy, you
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