Lyrics:
My favorite 2Pac album is
The Don Killuminati it
Was recorded after he was shot and spent
Time in prison it was like a doctor
Told him he was going
But what more can I say
I've never been defeated
By a half steppin' mutha fucka
Clutchin' on the microphone
Sucker I'll break ya bones
Better leave 2Pac
I've seen money
But baby, I got to gets mo'
You scream and go
2Pac
And I ain't stoppin'
'Til I'm well paid
Bails paid
Now nigga, look what hell
I've seen money
But baby, I got to gets mo'
You scream and go
2Pac
And I ain't stoppin'
'Til I'm well paid
Bails paid
Now nigga, look what hell
Shooting at me, with the only shot you got (don't you never in your motherfuckin' life)
Ja, quit playin', knock it off, you're not 2Pac (I'll choke the shit
too bad this beat too hard
My whip too skrrt my rhymes too hot
My dreams too big feel like I'm 2Pac
My shit is too good
My girl's too bad (come on)
I'm a Bad boy wid it like Shyne with a Y
But I'd rather listen to 2pac
Cause that's my guy
Loyalty makes us trust
But you see the pain when you look
Picture Me Rollin'
Mane I bet y'all brothers hatin
I'm on my grind
cnd I ain't worried bout no hater
I see the eyes on me
cll Eyes on Me
Like 2Pac
Screamin', "Fuck the world," like 2Pac
I just don't give a fuck!
Talkin' that shit behind my back, dirty mackin'
Tellin' your boys that I'm on crack
I just
Screamin', "Fuck the world," like 2Pac
I just don't give a fuck!
Talkin' that shit behind my back, dirty mackin'
Tellin' your boys that I'm on crack
I just
Screamin', "Fuck the world," like 2Pac
I just don't give a fuck!
Talkin' that shit behind my back, dirty mackin'
Tellin' your boys that I'm on crack
I just
is poppin off
HAHA I hit em up
Outro: 2Pac & Prince Ital Joe
Empty clips, set trip
You know what time it is
Westside, Outlaw, Thug Life till we
sta vitaccia
History è l'album che mi lancerà
Vado contro ogni difficoltà
Grab your Glocks when you see 2Pac
Call the cops when you see 2Pac, uh
Who
Screamin', "Fuck the world," like 2Pac
I just don't give a fuck!
Talkin' that shit behind my back, dirty mackin'
Tellin' your boys that I'm on crack
I just
Chrous: The Game
Nigga be easy
Growing up in California believe me
We drive-by, spraying colors for shizzy
Light it up for 2pac and Eazy
Show them
the floor
I just touch down in Miami
Let my roof back on a ho
Louis bandana on, I feel like 2Pac on a ho
Thug life, thug life, thug life
Motherfuck a job
Kasinova! (Kas the don) 2Pac!
('Bout to clear this whole shit out)
2Pac to Kas, KPrince to 'Pac rraah
Rraah rraah
On your block it don't stop
There
Yes, sir this is Ludacris
In a recite to you an original poem
Written by my man 2Pac Shakur
Entitled in the depths of solitude
And it goes with
Klamottenmarke von einer Gang
No, es ist der Lebensstil der Rebellen!
When we ride on our enemies
2Pac und Biggie Smalls - Rest in Peace
When we ride on our
Fuck around with 2Pac and see how good a nigga's aim is
I'm just a rich motherfucker from the way
If this rappin' bring me money, then I'm rappin' till
And you never was a thug
Why you imitating Pac?
You was wrong for doing that song 2Pac Back
I seen the video like
Where the fuck is 2Pac at?
I saw your boss
In today's music news: the ever-controversial 2Pac Shakur
Has just released another album under the alias "Makaveli"
Music insiders are running
steady on me, so they thuggin like they 2pac
Til that thuggin' shit have you like 2pac
I'm on overload, I overdose with over flows
Keep the champagne
Imma leave the town
They don't fuck with mine
Gang I got
That's all I need
Pour out a little liquor for the RIPs
Feel like 2Pac
All Eyez On Me
All Eyez
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