Lyrics:
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
a fool, you don't let your 2Pac
I'll get you like they did them
Dudes at the food spot
You watch , I'll get you what them dudes got
Whip yah ass like Kane
your back trunk
And let loose with the juice when I do rock
I'm too hot, some say I got more juice than 2pac
(Straight outta Jersey) You heard me, my
your back trunk
And let loose with the juice when I do rock
I'm too hot, some say I got more juice than 2pac
(Straight outta Jersey) You heard me, my
all the death doom
That's the prophecy
And they sorta left room for hypocrisy
So I see no changes like 2Pac you see
Hit em up!
And that's why I speak
juice
From the boom box, who's
Letting 2pac loose
In the white boys bars, yeah they knew I'm truth
cnd the flow too sick like the WuHan Flu
Woah
I got
on girlfriend, I'm just messing wit' ya
You know I never play you
Out like a velcro mustache
Especially when you're giving up 'nough ass
And it don't stop on 2Pac
the fit
Dre Productions something
Got my product out here bussing
Too short got me cussing
2pac got me hustling
Water keep me thumping
Life is how you get
the case speak
White sheets all on your block, who callin' the shots
We hit that man first then his faculty drop
I went, 2Pac on 'em, showed 'em what I had
too fly
I'm 2Pac I done flew by
Girl can't deep throat cause its too wide
Water in her eyes but at least she trying
Fried fried I'm scrambled
Fried
Tell me what they mad fo'
Can you hear me now? Ayy
Ayy, ridin' around in my Jeep
Bumpin' that 2Pac (ayy, ayy)
I'm walkin' around in my hood
Cocked back
and flossa
For 2Pac ya drought nigga who shot ya
Saw this beam light, scream like Chewbacca
We got twats on lock the tiny tots
My mom say stop or I'm gonna
ain't come over here to get
Strokin' and all that bullshit
You came over her to get fucked
I fuck you thug style, baby
You leave my house sayin'
2Pac game
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
That's how I function
Talk about family or friends and I might just turn nothing to something
We might pull up to the function, start dumpin while 2pac is
2Pac to wait up
[Chorus]
[Proof]
Got young famous that handle any further glory
Fix my son a lunch for school so he'll murder for me
Readin 'Pac
than the tuned rap
Oh snap, I want back to times where we had 2pac
2pac or Eminem lose yourself don't tell your friends
California Love with D-R-E was so
I've been thinkin'
Now I'm ridin' through traffic with 2Pac blastin'
With a bitch that's irritatin' from all these questions she askin'
Like what
remain triumphant
I hit em up!
JK, shout out to 2Pac though
Crafted by the golden age, got that jukebox flow
The old heads who paved the way helped me
eyez on me, feelin' like 2pac
Everyone will tell ya they were here, like it's Woodstock
Hit the stage, now we finna rage like I'm Travis
I know they
2pac Hopsin Tech
Those are the lgeneds
Not kids with tats on their neck
What's wrong with you people
Listening to repetitive words what the heck
Will get
the pen like my cousin Bud
Lunatic Insane, and my partner T-Love
Big Tom, Ray Ray, Killa Cuddy, Mac Dre
Cleek, Jamal, Jinx and Bluebonic, man
[ 2Pac ]
Now
thats against the law So!
Im a threat to em cuz i own my whole 24
CEO call the shots throwin shots, fuck a cop
Black owned Suge Knight, 2Pac and the Doc
like RIP
I dropped 2Pac Back and did it BIG
America's most wanted like Chi Ali
I'm too young to be doing this
They need to see ID
Ross said I'm hot, Tip
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