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Intro:
Fuck 2Pac that nigga ain't shit
that nigga ain't from muhfuckin' New York
That nigga be out there with them Cali niggas

Yo nigga man fuck Pac

And
Never let Pharrell get his shot
And never let Lenny get his shot?
But I’mma tell y’all right now
I will take that spot i am 2Pac of
This clothing shit

of
The snow I’m finding out like two prongs
Listening to 2pac too long
But you don’t have that last at
You don’t have to rhyme like
That to be acting

Even

to a pop rock
2pac I hit em up connected like a hot spot
And they know why he dead why he got shot
This aint elevator music, Nah
This some shit you make

hate to see boss playa like 2pac did sing
But my socks is clean, in tippity top shape
Now stop wait a minute I’m bout to break the brigade
You’re always

me i’m flippin that work it look like mary lou
All my niggas be shooter dey pop like balloons
I bad got a bad hoe baby i need at least 2
I feel 2pac

Meal Ticket

Master P

I'm Bout It

1997

choppin' up rocks in my rock shop
And label me a drug deala, just anotha hard nigga
Rest in peace to 2Pac and the rest of y'all thug niggas

Playaz

fooling
Exotic bitch on me like Mulan
In the SRT bitch I'm zooming
Yeah, you look at me like I'm inhuman
All eyes on me like I'm 2pac
These niggas wanna

Let me hear y'all flirt

Go on and on

Felt don't stop

Diggin' up the dirt

Peace to anybody who's got a 2Pac shirt

Go on and on

2pac in me
I tally up these bodies like a mosoleum lobby
Buncha yous, one I, logo of illiminati
Do a show and move ya body
Reved up like a new Ducati

Classic

Hieroglyphics

Full Circle

2003

Then when we clash with words
Adrenalin rush shatter you fragile gentlemen
When I hit 'em up with agile style
Venom and change the game like two ways did

Swang affiliate, X.O. sip, a gold getter
With the rest to gather, my cold killer
It's "Me Against the World" like 2Pac
And like Biggie, I'm "Ready

to change
And I pray, I pray that someday we will
But you should know you're not alone
But still we gon' fight

Yeah, yeah
I remember 2Pac said it

endowed

I let it get around and then I get around

A 2Pac of condoms, lay the Biggie down

And then it's back to chasin' green faces

Don't talk to me

They Can't Stop Us!

Tru

Tru 2 da Game

1997

in peace 2pac from master p, doin' 2-11s
187 khadafi, murder
Puttin' niggas in six foot motherfuckin' gurters
If you fuck with this tru clique
Nigga

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

they whippin' the Birdies
No drought in my season
Hundred racks stashed in my shoe box
Rockin' Versace like 2Pac
Pull up and I got Bazookas
Got rings

Uh! DaveeDope! Uh! DaveeDope! DaveeDope! Uh! DaveeDope! DaveeDope! To the world! Let's go! Uh! Uh!!


[Hook]
Real niggas don't die, 2Pac shakur is still

keep a distance, huh
Dream motion living, being broke
Got me livid, huh
Bitches after bitches, huh
All my niggas 2Pac
Speaking revolution or that shit

loan
You miss yo nigga now go dig em up
Like 2Pac Shakur them boyz hit em up
Fuck how you feeling we don't give a fuck
You know the phrase it's up it's

Homies waiting me in headphones sounds 2pac
Life's hard I don't count on my luck
Every time I do I fuck it up and stuck
And I'm going back back to my block

wanna dance 
Now what that be for you off that reefer 
You act like 2pac yo ass gon get shot 
Talkin loud actin like that's gangsta shit well check this

Only God Can Judge Me

Rappin' 4-Tay

All Eyez on Me

1996

remember 2Pac and 4-Tay
Them same two brothers dodgin' bullets representin' the Bay
'Pac when you was locked down, that's when I'll be around
Start

how you act when you pull back all them curtains?
Do he think I'm 2Pac 'cause I'm black and put them works in?
Does he know his daughter might have