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like you tough
Move away from di croc
Divide your truth from your lies
You nuh reach
You bad inna your girl pum pum
You nuh reach
Big up 2pac
Rasta gya

if 2Pac dead
You'll knocked out ya tube socks yea
Get your wing tell me thing 2Pac said
Until the STOP you niggas not PAC
You not MY State Prop

rappers
That be lost in the world like 2pac

Glory be to God
All glory to our Lord Jesus Christ
For God so love the world that He give His only begotten son

Shots Now It's Up & It's Going In

No 2Pac But Ima cbove The Rim

(YEcH YEcH!) (YEcH YEcH!) (YEcH YEcH!)

I'm Cold Blooded

Cause My Own Mans Switched

these bitches yo 2pac hit up
I'm in a bad mood bad mood
She says I'm handsome but she ugly what that mouth do what that mouth do
I'm taking shits up

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

leave me alone
I’m Riding on your ass
Ain’t no pass
Drag a bitch in the grass
I got an itch
Snatch ya chick by the inch
Don’t go running now
Step to me

This that 2Pac and that Guwop 
Got a new glock and my arm watch on non stop
I don't stop and I can't sleep 
No bo peep 
I O.D. and go O.T. for them

da Trapstar
Rapping like a Tommy gun
Address a peaky blinder
Listening to makeveli , ambitions of riddah
Slinging out da 2pac
Trap house looking like

"god damn" like I was Roxane
All eyes on me just like 2Pac song
Can't silence me but I'm still 'bouta pop off

I'm a big man, I got six hands; hold more

to stop jocking 2Pac

Unless you shot 2 cops, my stocks through the rooftop

Could pop shorty doo wop, and I don’t need what you got

I’ll show you how my

mean shit now
Everybody wan' record, make a hit now
They forgot about the Biggies and the 2Pac
Niggas who done got shot for hip-hop
Niggas who done died

of scotch listening to 2Pac
Wanted to become the youngest dealer to ever hit the block
Knowing in my heart that I wanted to be the best
Until I started

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

drew a queen of hearts now baby I'm calling bluff
Now baby I'm calling

Uh

Calling ur phone jus to take u back
What I do for love like my names 2pac
I

dem cop a beamer selling rock
Where niggas feeling jaded like 2pac
If you see me running that's cuz I just seen a cop
I said I never worry
But you gone

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

falling (We good, we good, falling)
We divided (Why you say that? nah this just how I look, divided, I'm good, I'm good)
Falling
As the late 2Pac would put

Nightmares

Pharrell Williams

Hell Hath No Fury

2006

beside me, and 2Pac me
Holla if you hear me, tears flowing sincerely
Check up on my block weekly, my health yearly
Something's wrong with me, niggas

low mayne
Lo mein or face this capital punishment
But y'all gon' fertilizer
Guess Ras Kass running shit
Plus doubt y'all thuggish men
Really own 2Pac

destined for fame
Got a real job and let it enter my brain
Yeah
And now I’m coming back with a vengeance 
Ballads by 2pac in the back of my entrance
Feeling

private
Y'all niggas got it
Y'all don't get it
Whatever they selling
I don't buy it
Wanna be thugs
2Pac clones
I'm more wallace 
I built this 
Brick by

ain't cut from no cloth 
I was cooked in a broth 
I'm made of groundbreaking mettle breaking metal like Toph
And I'm channeling my inner 2Pac
Rappers

to the underground
Blackland six six dot, 2Pac with two Glocks
Fuck around get twelve shots
I aim for heads like dreadlocks

Fuck bars I spit xannies
Take off yo bitch