Lyrics:
was cool cause I was just there for the energy
Watchin' Bizarre pop pills while 2Pac in my Hennessy
First time in Detroit, had to rock the Grant Hills
was cool cause I was just there for the energy
Watchin' Bizarre pop pills while 2Pac in my Hennessy
First time in Detroit, had to rock the Grant Hills
I was just there for the energy
Watchin' Bizarre pop pills while 2Pac in my Hennessy
First time in Detroit, had to rock the Grant Hills
Cause I threw
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
her groove back
The kind of flow that put the rhythm in 2Pac
8 years later
They're saying Ghetto Gospel was
Ahead of it's time i'm like, duh
Tell ‘em I
a cannibal
With a pill and a xan, I aint a fan of you
And that’s true boy, Recording at 26 like 2pac I’m huge boy
Lemme get it started real quick yeah yeah I’m
city sweltering hot
Staggering, drunker than those cops that 2Pac shot
I was a crook by the train with that iron thing, concealed
Reaching, soon as I
Turned around, shot him with the same Glock
So you say you shot him with the same Glock
Young nigga feeling like 2Pac
Still will hit a nigga with
a 2Pac moment (2Pac)
Fresh hold nigga with the Guwop stomach
(Guwop)
Spin through your block with the uwop bustin'
(Blaow) ran through the east, like
Who
everything in the
Someone help me please universe within the light
Someone help me! Understanding
They already did 2Pac My children, all six
the trenches, tryn'a duck a sentence
Hope the rats don't tell
Like 2pac said, we need fkn changes
Man that's straight facts
We either elevate, or we'll never get
Can a, can a drummer get (Boss)
Can a, can a drummer get (Black Wall Street)
Can, can a drummer get (Maybach Music)
(Can a drummer get some?)
2Pac
and she swallow semen
I'm probably the realest breathin' under 25
I'm the finest, 2Pac Shakur if he didn't die
From the side where hammers is hereditary
give a fuck, uh (don't give no fuck)
Fifty grand in my hand, I ain't playin' and I don't give a fuck
40 Glock shit, 2Pac shit, bitch, I hit 'em up
Game- Im feeling like a muthafuckin boss bangin 2pac
high as a muthafuckin queens bitch rooftop
blowing on this purple haze feeling invincible
sellin
Me and 2Pac were soldiers
Of the same struggle
You lames could huddle, your team's shook
Y'all feel the wrath of a killer
'cause this is my football
this is OG Brooklyn shit
Not for impostors, pour out a shot of vodka for them
Big L, Big Poppa, Big Pun, 2Pac
The jungle is too savage, rap true
a fuck what he sold im the truth holms "that's right"
Kitchen fumed up, niggas jamming 2pac "jeah"
Get my Billy Hondas on workin 2 pots "damn"
Baby need
me in the streets, fuck the billboard charts
Molly in the bag, lean in my cup
Your main bitch on Facetime acting like a slut
2Pac shit, hit 'em up
Weed sticky, sprite money
Get your t-shirt bloody tryna' run up on me
Small shit will get you shot
Hit em up like the beef was big
I'm like 2Pac flu set
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
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
punch niggaz with glasses
Back in my third grade classes, squeezin' asses
My niggaz is never over, understand
I'm a 2Pac fan, this is the realest shit I
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
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