Lyrics:
niggas gettin' rolled up
You think not gettin' dropped
We can handle this
'Cause 2Pac brain locked on a cannabis
Days are dangerous, shoot 'em
But you
Hands up high) rIP to 2Pac
(Get your hands up high, hands up high
Hands up high) nigga roll that good shit
(Get your hands up high, hands up high
Hands up
drop, yeah riding on a nigga like 2PAC
I forgot to bring the baby her juice box, riding on a nigga like 2PAC
Three bitches at one time, two shots, riding
You ain't gotta ask if she digg me, of course she did I'm witty
I'm a product of my city, that 2Pac and that Biggie
My jewels pop with that pretty
Game- Im feeling like a muthafuckin boss bangin 2pac
high as a muthafuckin queens bitch rooftop
blowing on this purple haze feeling invincible
sellin
You can get popped like pills (woo)
2Pac, 2Pac real (2Pac)
Heard he got shot in the field (baow)
Heard he got shot in the field (baow)
Look now,
ain't it ?
Love me, Or Hate me, but I ain't stoppin till I'm on top
I'm screamin' "Fuck the world" like 2pac
Say my name and you might get shot
Its
the ground my niggas is going down
40 on the pound im steppin in london town
Tim westwood we smoking the best good
Tell a motherfuckas i ain't 2pac
But you'll
city sweltering hot
Staggerin' drunker than those cops that 2pac shot
I was a crook by the train with that iron thing, concealed
Reachin', soon as I
a beach, so you rot in the wave
Man, I'm so glad that Guwop out
And rap fans still give a fuck what 2Pac 'bout
I'm right here, I don't give a fuck who hop
feeling like a muthafuckin'
Boss bangin' 2Pac
High as a muthafuckin' Queensbridge rooftop
Blowing on this purple haze
Feelin' invincible
Sellin' dope, never
listen to 2pac sample on hit em up ma hommie
If you dey find love make money
Don't wanna get snubbed make money
If you are getting unnecessary attitude you
me the truth
I dapped up Steve jobs special edition iPod 2
I with 2pac 2
Ride around Mercedes coupe
Kick like Bruce Lee
Baby what the routine been
me, plus my nigga Zilla in this bitch
I don't give a fuck I'm back on my Ridgecrest shit
Yellin' "Thug Life", Niggas on that 2Pac shit
Minnesota
2Pac and it's fuck the law
Cash out on a foreign, I don't care what it cost
It came wit' a horse, she hear the exhaust
I got me a check, went
The next nigga that come play with me
I'ma send him to go ask 2Pac for a pic
They say I'm the hottest new nigga
Go check the thermometer, that nigga sick
trust you
Ok, niggas ain't loyal, niggas ain't loyal
Bad like milk niggas will spoil
Picture me rollin like 2Pac
Off two pills I popped, nigga Fuck You!
Tupac Shakur"
"Meanwhile, in 2Pac news, at about six forty-five tonight
Shakur may have lowered his own chances of surviving the attack
By checking
the dark
No matter what, it still can't ease my broken heart
First 2Pac died, then Biggie died and it greatly impacted me
Then history repeated itself,
the money, now that's all that I want
She ate me for lunch, feel like 2Pac I'mma thug
Know some Crips and Bloods, Xannies, brought them drugs
Got a lot
like 2Pac Shakur
Pull up in a drop Phantom
Got them young niggas with me with no manner
Started shooting at them niggas it was random
Popped that
a dawg
I ain't worried about him, I know he a bitch (meow)
The next nigga that come play with me
I'ma send him to go ask 2Pac for a pic, bitch
They say
know they got they eyes on me
I feel like 2Pac when he made All Eyez On Me
I keep the Glock on me
Stupid Glock on me
I can't let 'em get the drop
to get to where I'm at now
Got me feeling space ship high, can't get knocked down
Got me touching fifty states like Greyhound
Thug like four, my 2Pac
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