Lyrics:
blessings
2pac said is there a ghetto in heaven, 'cause nowadays kids is getting fucked by their reverend
So many people, you gotta make exceptions 'cause
Game- Im feeling like a muthafuckin boss bangin 2pac
high as a muthafuckin queens bitch rooftop
blowing on this purple haze feeling invincible
sellin
two Glock, Vicky seh me too hot
Nuh pity when di too clap, dis wicked wen di tune drop
Dribbling like Messi pass dem, living it like 2Pac
Thug life
down and laughing at'cha
I never be bothered like 2pac
I ain't mad at'cha
So baby beware
This game of life is like do or die
It's hell on this earth
knowin I have to have a nine
And half the time I paccs mac with two Gloccs
I sport a vest, fucc that shit they did to 2pac
Don't take it off for shit
or 2Pac
But be yourself and maybe you'll be too hot
But don't think you the shit
Because I'll be around to scoop
You up real quick
I'll put you in my
chi-chang (Huh)
Yellow in my diamonds, lemon ring
I’m feeling like 2Pac in this rap game
(Shakur)
Giuseppe steppers never looked better
Bring the chinchilla
direction that left me in true shock
Like when 2Pac got shot
The whammy
I drop my secrete scripts of the uncanny
Broadcastin' live and direct throughout
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
and quiet
Told 'em please go to church
And please get on a diet
Shoebox came with the doowop
One billion and two cops can't find 2Pac
Two shots, that's two
feeling like a muthafuckin'
Boss bangin' 2Pac
High as a muthafuckin' Queensbridge rooftop
Blowing on this purple haze
Feelin' invincible
Sellin' dope, never
west
Would have been fresh, on tour stopping through
To get caught caught up with you
But all that's left is a shoe box and pictures
Just like 2Pac
Hunter, twice as nice
Screw the right thing and watch the ice bling
So tell me how you want it, push or pull
2Pac was ridin' me on a mechanical bull
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
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
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
Hunter, twice as nice
Screw the right thing and watch the ice bling
So tell me how you want it, push or pull
2Pac was ridin' me on a mechanical bull
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
shines so brightly
Sriracha she kissed me the stars collide
In the distance the sound of the waves crash
Listening to 2Pac in my headphones
I kept
Bubs and Daddy's gonna do that
Even when I die, I'mma live as long as 2Pac
I'm putting down some songs, when I go
You better use that
And call the album
everything in the
Someone help me please universe within the light
Someone help me! Understanding
They already did 2Pac My children, all six
in graffiti, like 2Pac or Biggie, I feel like a milli
My niggas, they gave me a shot (a shot)
It got me a spot (a spot), and now I'm the hot boy
(go!)
The generation of people that love 2Pac
And hate, we bangin' it in the boondocks
Now put your drink in the air if you ain't scared
Dem folks been
2pac
So bad company
No me no crack no jokes fit them
Sey you be boss nothing fit dey
See mensuro just fear for them trying to mess with my energy
No me
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