Lyrics:
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
You wake up you wanna do what chu love
I'm bout my work I can never get enough
Place of business 2pac defined a thug
Passion in my art cuz it keep me
that act, I mix with lemonade
Ain't talkin' juice, but these niggas yea backdoor, you like 2Pac gang
Niggas lame, NLB-5, that's my fuckin' game
Uh, uh,
no
I de be better than 2pac
Oh too aah
Nobody like me no
The way I do my things
Roll my things
Nobody no
(No no no no I)
Nobody like me
God bless 2pac rest his soul
God bless hip-hop protect this flow
God rest them wack mc’z that stress my soul
& make it so I can’t hear my baby…
feeling like 2Pac
I'm feeling like 2pac
All eyes on me when i step in the room
I'm making that money
I'm making that money
I'm making that money
I'm
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
wanted to save the hood, they understood why he was trying
He took a stand and said what he had to say
Bang, he got blown away
2Pac Shakur was more
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
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
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
block's got em
I'm screaming like them two cops when 2Pac shot em
Holding 2 Glocks, hope your doors got new locks on em
My daughter's feet ain't got no
Bounce 2 This Ghetto jam
Bounce 2 This Ghetto jam
Verse 1
Yeah
Yo yeah
In the bay Ladies
Think we
Remind them as 2pac and the outlaws
Chasing
to wish that I was 2Pac
Then I realized that might get you shot
Figured I just gonna be myself though
Niggas hate me, Documentary on they shelf though
In
the stash box popped 2 glocks
Peace "All Eyez On Me," 2Pac
Everybody know he a boss he still gotta floss
He on the same bullshit that sent Gotti up north
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
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
a ratchet, what's good?
It happens in Compton, happens in Queens, happened to Big L
Happened to Chinx and 2Pac in that passenger's seat
Sometimes it's
and Wesson in this mothafucka
Right now Greg Nice in this mothafucka
Right now LS in this mothafucka
Right now Baby Jesus And The All Star's
Right now 2Pac
we had 2Pac
An old boom box, chilling in our tube socks
And plus Dre taught us how to roll a 64
And Snoop Dogg taught us how
To roll a sticky dro
So if
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
2Pac on stage
But, fuck a dream if it's not gon' pay
You feel me?
White socks, hat with my Glock on waist
Couldn't tell me I was not O'Shea
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