Lyrics:
Délicat, comme choisir entre 2pac et biggie
J'avais la coupe de methode man dans le clip avec mary j
On emballait les bouches sur du r.Kelly
Et on se
This stupid nigga got rhymes like
You told Passwurdz that 2Pac was only
Known for being well paid
But the only thing that he
Was really known for
Was for
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
Rowdy)
Wish Nipsey was alive and they killed 6ix9ine
Nip was like Malcolm X and 2Pac combined
He probably kickin' it with Martin Luther King up in
(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,
Change is coming, change is here
Holla if you hear me
In the memory of 2Pac sincerely been a G
Since standing four feet on the monkey bars
Steal
what U Need!
The world is ourz
Westside iv life
2PAC
Immortalz)
And 2Pac Makaveli outlaw Immortalz
You know how we do this shit nigga
Give me my money in stacks
And lace my bitches with dime figures
Real niggas
bow down
I'm a Boondock Saint wearing tube socks a new Glocc
And 2Pac playin'
waitin' on the outcome
Free 2Pac is all that's on a nigga's mind
But at the same time it seems, they tryin' to take mine
So I'mma get smart and get
waitin' on the outcome
Free 2Pac is all that's on a nigga's mind
But at the same time it seems, they tryin' to take mine
So I'mma get smart and get
on)
Here come them outta town niggas, what up Blood?
(What up cuz? They don't even know what 2Pac first album was)
Should I tell 'em Blood? (Nah, fuck
banged on
Here come them outta town niggaz, what up Blood?
(What up 'cause? They don't even know what 2Pac first album was)
Should I tell 'em Blood?
granny house with vanilla wafers
This the remedy, the seperation
2Pac of my generation
Blue pill in the fuckin' Matrix
Red rose in the gray pavement
I just want to go to your parties
So I can run through all your goth bitches
And rock bitches
Take 'em on the block and now they 2Pac bitches
I
worry me
Fuck the fame, I'm true to the game 'til they bury me
God gave me game, so I'm hustlin'
Pour out some liqour for my niggas, 2Pac is still
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?
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
great, can't sleep without it Thug life
The ghetto The streets
cs Master P'
Yeah boy
I'm bout it
Bout it
cs 2pac gotta thug it
Thug life
I
Don't feel
Shit, I'm a changed man
Ayy, turn the lights out
Big baller 2Pac up in this bitch
You know how we swing this shit, look
By age sixteen I sold
gangsta)
Play or stay (gangsta)
Yeah, yeah (gangsta, gangsta)
Death Row
Yeah, yeah, my nigga 2Pac rest in peace
Dogg Pound
Dippin' real hard y'know
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
like a hoop star
Black marble, white walls in my new spot
Four chains, big studs, a nigga too fly
Top down, tank top, I think I'm 2Pac
So I'm labeled
the Feds
Eating good drinking Champagne
And breaking bread
This is for my dog's in Watts and shit
2Pac got your back, who can stop the hit?
And even with
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