Lyrics:
for Pac, Pac, Pop off the Glock, Glock
The thugging it don't stop
It's that 2Pac (Pac)
(Am I wrong cause I wanna get it on till I die?)
It's that
young dumb crusin' snoozin'
Niggaz put my nigga 2pac in the mix
Had him fuckin with some real og shit
That nigga didnt know what he was gettin into
Had
, 2pac
He wanna breed me
I got that work like I’m RiRi
Big body for my lil waist ain’t nan Hoe seeing me
I got the bag on repeat
Ima Dime like VVs
Nard & B
Ay, this for my city
You know what I'm sayin'?
You heard me?
Got a bandana 'round my head like I'm 2Pac
My little brother he ain't
What what what what what what?
Flavor Unit in the mothafuckin' house
2Pac ready to set this out
For the niggas that thought I fell off
This
w/ 2Pac speaking over it]
[2Pac]
E'rybody think they understand me
Shit, you niggaz don't know me
Y'all know that nigga on the rap song
Y'all know
the wait
So here I go, I'm about to throw a dope flow
And let them know 2Pac will hit
You with a death blow
But you say no because you
Wanna battle blow for
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
Nosferatu Vampear bit my shit
Cause you niggaz fill me surprised that I got you right here with my shit
So you gotta be thankfull to who?
By the way homie
Yukmouth be wrong?
How can Lynch be wrong?
How can 2Pac be wrong? Bitch!
[Repeat Chorus]
[Verse 3: Tech N9ne]
I've been nice to you rapper cats for
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
bandana on, I feel like 2Pac on a ho
Diamonds on me, I'm lit
Bitches all on my dick
Ridin' 'round in that Hellcat
You can't see a nigga through the tint
I
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
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
and bite you, indict you, convict you
To a five by nine for a very long time
Fuck droppin dimes, niggaz is droppin whole hundreds
So the hood's gettin skinny
Mama-say-mama-sa-ma-macosa
Ja, quit playin', knock it off, you're not 2Pac
Don't hate me, I'm too hot and you're not
Shooting at me, with the only shot you got
Ja, quit
wit all this gave me they hate to cherish
But still I made it
A made nigga made by the game
Made for war
My aim is simple and plain
Yah wether
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
my adversaries they don't understand what we go through
To become a man, we sheddin tattoed tears
Chorus: 2Pac + Young Noble
I said many times
a fair fight
Hope you trained for a gun fight, we thug life
And we do it for the yellowbones, the caramels
And them bitches took my cell phone, no
Free Guwop young nigga feeling like 2pac
Pull up to the scene in a new drop
Walk in the booth like "Who hot"?
Put 10 racks in the shoe box
Put 10
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