Lyrics:
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
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
tell em that?)
The case of the misplaced mic
Verse 2 2pac (Rock T)
I'm down with Strictly Dope
(So?) That means I'm more than you can handle
can play a new part:
Develop new DVDs, new books, new art
Open new food marts with hip-hop
Food charts and food carts
Playing 2Pac while you shop (Do
with us
You a op and you an enemy now
Boss nigga calling shots like
I'm Penny Liddell
I hit them bitches that you
Never see at 70 down
Look, 2Pac back,
Morris Chestnut was a actor
2Pac was the real life "Ricky!"
Then they shot down the nigga that shot him, I swear to God
If I'm lying then Compton is New
still in the hood like I'm Biggie
You know I got my choppa and my glitzy
And my trigger finger itching
Only God can judge me like I'm 2pac
And you
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
Yukmouth be wrong?
How can Lynch be wrong?
How can 2Pac be wrong? Bitch!
[Repeat Chorus]
[Verse 3: Tech N9ne]
I've been nice to you rapper cats for
'em do you like they did my nigga 2Pac
(2Pac, 2Pac, 2Pac, 2Pa-)
of glass
Mean I'm seeing through it
We all know you wanna
You don't get it till you need to do it
I don't deal with drama
Only commas
And I see em moving
I
simple; it's not really nothin'
All you have to do is MOVE SOMETHIN'!
(Mixx cuts:
"Now let's find a motel so I can see how you fuck!"
"Haaa?!"
"Big
nigga
Liquor and a bong can I get my nigga
To the fuckin' moon where I'm rich my nigga
Full of moon rocks with 2Pac
Sun's a square cause the sun's a box
Yeah
?
Yeah, huh
Stayin' alive sometimes hard work, today
You got a problem, go to God first and pray
That won't He do it, it could always be
was in my position
2pac but ain't no one listening
They riding with no ambition
They blind with hardly no vision
Further away they know I been
stand still
Girl wassup because I want this to be real
Don't make me guess just tell me how you feel
Change my mind now all I want is bills
Bless
at'cha
I'll never be popular
Like that 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
The only
a bond and shackles and that nigga fainted
2Pac trigger man, somewhere on his knees praying
Now it's time fo' certain things to come to life
David
[Raekwon the Chef]
So yo yo all I want to do is just tell them cats
On the real, keep your game high man, keep it up
Word up, never stop
an appearance
Bitch I’m that Nigga I thought it’s apparent
She give me throat I’m a fuck up her larynx
Feel like I’m 2Pac niggas is staring
All eyes on me when I
bumping 2PAC with my niggas
And we turned up too
Walk around with thugs , bitch I'm ready to slime
I do the first move
I'm from the hood but really cozy
We
tech
and 2pac will see you in our room wit your victorias
secret see thru I thought you knew
Chorus
Pac:
I call you up long distance
huh) "Life After Death" and that 2Pac shit drop
I'm even good to a white boy with a slick top
Stuck up in the mountains with a
Gun and a rich pop
Who
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