Lyrics:
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
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
be hitting switches
Calling 2Pac daddy
It ain't my fault that she's sprung on me
And ain't it fun I make her cum
Put her tongue on me
That's
stick-ups
I better see five stars next to my picture
If not, 2Pac will cop the Glock and
Come knockin' to getcha
I told you once, motherfucker, I'm a nut
Play
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
begging me
You know what you should've capped like 2pac with a glock
They're deadly, better not upset my thug mentality sucker
You know you done fucked
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
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
like to
Give a shout out to all
The tre whizz kids out there
Aunt Micky in the house
And I'm chilling up in the
Studio with 2Pac and
Cocoa G and uh
Acquired his knowledge from the streets
Makaveli, 2Pac Shakur
Was the rose that grew from concrete
America's most complete artist, regardless
One
Dogg Pound, LA zuu
Shit ain't even real no more
(Ain't nothing stop, don't stop
That's for damn sure)
Holla at my homie Pac and shit
(I heard 2Pac fucked
Yo Hip-Hop, Is niggas still talkin
Bout I can't rap, come on now
Look for me, Young K
Took 2Pac beat and got paid
My favorite rapper is Makaveli,
similes
Serve like a waitress and you
Don't want seconds courtesy
Off K Dot, the son of 2Pac
Biggies nephew Big L said I was special
Now let's do, lunch
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
to wish that I was 2Pac
Then I realized that might get you shot
Figured I just gonna be myself though
Niggas hate me, Documentary on they shelf though
In
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
vie
Moi je crible ta caisse comme 2pac et Biggie
C'est Alpha 520 en direct des toilettes
Où je doigte la Joconde et Marie-Antoinette
Et les cris
vie
Moi je crible ta caisse comme 2pac et Biggie
C'est Alpha 520 en direct des toilettes
Où je doigte la Joconde et Marie-Antoinette
Et les cris
(Onion)
Smokin' ounces up to my brain
Young nigga just thuggin' (Thuggin')
2Pac all eyes on me
My car collection is crazy (Crazy)
Kush connection is Mainy
to win
Diz to the outside, 2Pac up the center
A ten minute game and we were the winners
The boys started smackin', talkin' that slack and
till he see
knock
Drop top, she was rockin the 2Pac
Said, "Yo D, not me, whatchu got?"
D said, "She's a vivrant thang..
vivrant thang, vivrant thang"
[Fred
Swang affiliate, X.O. sip, a gold getter
With the rest to gather, my cold killer
It's "Me Against the World" like 2Pac
And like Biggie, I'm "Ready
talkin' 'bout we gotta move
Eviction notices, I got 'em too
Movin' dolo, this was not a group
Knockin' 2Pac and a lot of Snoop
Got the hang of this shit
a bitch
Call me Niggarace each finger, it glists
You try to 2Pac me, I hit you with this
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