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Pistol Grip

Field Mob

Light Poles and Pine Trees

2006

say I'm a legend
Ghetto bitches be wishin they could spend a day in my presence
I'm stackin plenty dough I stay on cloud nine
Like 2Pac in "I Ain't Mad

you 'bout to drink Blued Out with?
Play Suge, get lined on some 2Pac shit
Two joints together, Queensbridge, oowop shit
Home invasion, nigga, I shoot

Classic

Hieroglyphics

Full Circle

2003

pagers
And 2Pac did before the plagerist came
Sword swing around, we not horsing
I'ma do mine, you do your thing
Hieroglyphics is monolithic
Chronicle

grew up hearin' 2Pac "So Many Tears"
That's when I fell in love with rap and said, "I'm supposed to be there"
Jay had Reasonable Doubt 1, 2 and Volume

shallow graves

Like shoop-shooby do-bop
Honorable Elijah, Reverend Doc
Then Stokeley, 2Pac
Type of dude to turn your girl's
Vagina to a tube sock
Stock,

spot
We creeping up and turn around you see the glock
Catch em at red light like 2pac or biggie
Momma's crying and she like really
Shot up his spot

a tight noose
Cause most of ya'll rappers all
2Pac and the Outlawz
75 percent of ya'll publishin'
Doubt ya'll thuggish men
Face this capital punishment

2Pac
2 Glocks a drink for you and a drink for you that's 2 shots, Chippass

Awww shit they shooting
Wake ya ass up this ain't a movie
This real,

goin off like I'm rich
Stayin true to my shit

I might spark the light that can change the world goin 2Pac in dis bitch
I been makin hits not noticing

back
I Kwef keef or bold Niggas out Their 2pac
Get me kross jump up my Skeng Like daddy mac
Now they hate me like kriss But I aint having that
If you

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

Niggas Done Changed

Richie Rich

Seasoned Veteran

1996

Ah  me and my nigga 2Pac 

Finna do what we do 

Understand this 

'cause it's way understandable 

Niggas done changed  main 

You know

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

to New York state
Pushin' rhymes like weight
And watch some of these rap niggas hate
(what in the homo)
But it's all love, Ice Cube did it
2pac did it

get around like 2Pac said
But that was meant for Amber rose
Because we running through this industry, running through this Industry 
And like I said I

Hefner
Got the pot on the stove, super chef
I'm 2Pac with the juice, Makaveli
Hundred shots in the tool, battle-ready
Dunk on the bitch, I'm rim-rattle

The hardest he was was his name up on a headstone
Just like I'm 2Pac hit em up went and copped me a vest
But level headed cause my OG they taught mey respect
OG

in graffiti, like 2Pac or Biggie, I feel like a milli
My niggas, they gave me a shot (a shot)
It got me a spot (a spot), and now I'm the hot boy

no heed to the lesson bein' taught
Thought I was a genius
(Bang) till I got caught set up, wet up
2Pac said: ''Keep your head up''
The needy,

hit or something gitcha mind right
Only sinning when I see em coming it's ah time lot
I'm worst down to die bout ah verse
2Pac taught me boy I'm first

dat bitch throwing up west side
2pac Outlaw Thug Life low life low life
Grab my dick talk shit hit the weed blow the smoke roll the dice
Old school

We in the van bumping old 2Pac shit
He speaks of his dad, how he got moved by this
Two black kids tryna maneuver through life's pits
Was it bad luck

tongue and teeth
And do you like 2pac did in above the rim

I'll show you how to kill it, show you how to kill it, show you how to kill em'''
I ain't got

2Pac Shakur
Lightin' up the Biggie Smalls, conspiracy theories in the blunt

A hundred years from now I'll be cruisin' in the clouds
A thousand