Lyrics:
four year-olds
Little six YO lil' hoes
I'ma kidnap a child with the bros
And I like to suck on cock
Got me harder than a rock
And we thuggin' like 2Pac
Glocks and bombers, box full of rock launchers
Optic lasers, 2Pac tapes and box cutters
I ain't playing with none of you cocksuckers
Make whores stop in
you cuffed my hands, you shot my heart like two times
Should be dead, but I'm alive and feeling like I'm 2Pac
Resurrected in me, imma spread good
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
Officially the hottest nigga rappin' since 2Pac
'Fore you rap 'bout me, best ask 'bout me
I'm out my fuckin' mind, need counselin'
Please don't doubt me,
Only three years old when 2pac died
Only three years old when 2pac died
They told me that pain you can feel worldwide
And i know i was just a baby
knot thick, I'm it
Motherfucker, I'm ill
Yeah
See, they say I'm rappin' like B.I.G., Jay, and 2Pac
André 3000, where is Erykah Badu at? Who that?
to change
And I pray, I pray that someday we will
But you should know you're not alone
But still we gon' fight
Yeah, yeah
I remember 2Pac said it
hot
I'm like a little Biggie mixed with 2Pac
I'm like a little Nas mixed with a Jay-Z
I'm spitting like a Mac mixed with a K
Cook crack bring it back
tired
God in me I am a giant
God in me I slay Goliath
With a sling shot and a smooth rock
I boom boom like boombox
My head up like 2Pac
I'm limitless
No
"god damn" like I was Roxane
All eyes on me just like 2Pac song
Can't silence me but I'm still 'bouta pop off
I'm a big man, I got six hands; hold more
2Pac
From this block to your block
You can tell the kids nod
One Nation, fuck around and
Get shot, you know, one Nation
Eastside, Westside, ha ha ha ha,
and Wesson in this mothafucka
Right now Greg Nice in this mothafucka
Right now LS in this mothafucka
Right now Baby Jesus And The All Star's
Right now 2Pac
And they say we ain't hip-hop
Raised by Big Pop and 2Pac
Get your shit rocked
Smoke you like my pipe do
Ignite the flame (Lighter Sound)
If greatness was
Two private Jets what this nigga's worth
Atlanta, Miami, Rosé
We like 2Pac infante
They sent my nigga on house arrest
I'm coming through nigga
(whoa)
I guess I'm just here for your amusement (yeah)
You've seen it all before, guys know how the story goes
It's like 2Pac never died, sit back,
or the
Legs of a hoochie
And that's off top like a toupee, I'm 2Pac
Coming back for doomsday, spitting at cops
Go and cop my album
Get high to it, pop some
rest since 03
And I'm still going
Here's one for the road then
A goodbye kiss from an old man
The hood got rich from my offerings
I've seen 2Pac kids get
rest since 03
And I'm still going
Here's one for the road then
A goodbye kiss from an old man
The hood got rich from my offerings
I've seen 2Pac kids get
knot thick, I'm it
Motherfucker, I'm ill
Yeah
See, they say I'm rappin' like B.I.G., Jay, and 2Pac
André 3000, where is Erykah Badu at? Who that?
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
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
than the tuned rap
Oh snap, I want back to times where we had 2pac
2pac or Eminem lose yourself don't tell your friends
California Love with D-R-E was so
it, If you can make it
Then we can make it a better day
Madden Wiz, Yahway Music
Rest in Peace to 2Pac Shakur god Bless!
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