Lyrics:
certified goin fed
Its a gangsta party nigga bandana on my head
I feel just like 2Pac today
I feel just like 2Pac today
Gotta keep it G no other way
Gotta
shot
그어버려 Highlight highlight
내 인생은 no lie no lie
Like a 2pac 2pac
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그어버려 Highlight highlight
내 인생은 no lie no lie
Like a 2pac 2pac
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
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
blast these sellouts
I raise hell out when they spell out
My name! Two P-A-C
Come look at the way that I drop shit
2Pac is back with Chop, bitch!
Time
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
after midnight
So be ready, to get sweaty, speed up or slow down
You want it, get up on it, it's 'bout to go down right now
Bun Beeda, Pimp C, 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
hoo, hoo
Hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo
You can't tell 2Pac how to be 2Pac
Suge got 2Pac out of jail
Now a new Pac gotta go get shoot out of jail
we hit em' up...
Verse Three: 2Pac
Peep how we do it, keep it real, it's penitentiary steel
This ain't no freestyle battle, all you suckers gettin
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
2Pac on a ho
Thick bitch from Detroit with a
Fat ass named Celly P
Yeah that's your bitch but when I'm
In town the ho fuckin' me
Rollie on, I fall
know that we on some O-Dog and DoughBoy shit nigga, we'll get Them Nigga's
Hit'em up, Hit'em up
Just like 2Pac
Get'em up, Get'em up
Many Men they'll get
and Sade
2Pac in his hey
Pray to Jesus everyday
Here and there I meditate
Keep my chakras in they place
Peace and love remains my phrase
But the thug comes
so you put me on Big and 2Pac
'Fore we came a long way, L.A. With B and Jay
Or flyin' to Coachella playing Spades on PJ's
Gimme three days, my
shot, ayy, two shots
Wrap his head, he in the whip, and traffic dead, 2Pac (Ayy, 2Pac)
Shit ain't funny no more like the Boondocks (Shit ain't funny)
I'm
Wrap his head, he in the
Whip, and traffic dead, 2Pac
(Ayy, 2Pac)
Shit ain't funny no more like the Boondocks
(Shit ain't funny)
I'm outside your crib
to dumpin' on they ass, like the last outlaws
Rich, 2Pac and the Click, smokin' blunts, loadin' clips
With enough shit to raise your block in one dip
We
to dumpin' on they ass, like the last outlaws
Rich, 2Pac and the Click, smokin' blunts, loadin' clips
With enough shit to raise your block in one dip
We
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
congratulations 'cause you built somethin'
You takin' a lot of boxin' lessons, but you still pussy
I see right through you niggas just like 2Pac hologram
Ain't
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?
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