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Latifah, the Queen of the flavor And nothing weaker behind is watching, kick her The Digital Under-the-Underground, rocks with Shock and 2PAC With Money
out some Hen This my dedication, my nigga 2Pac And you can best believe - That it won't stop, uh You should've known that I'd be coming back Especially
the remission for all of our sins When I was a young one the preacher put oil on my sixth chakra (sixth chakra) He knew when I was older I'd wanna follow 2Pac
the Neptune sound Okay, hot Hov', too hot to hold Ladies love me long time like 2Pac sold Only way to roll, Jigga and two ladies I'm too cold, Motorola, two
begging me You know what you should've capped like 2pac with a glock They're deadly, better not upset my thug mentality sucker You know you done fucked
Mr. Did her wrong Mr. Sing a song Hit a bong, Mr. Cheech and Chong Mr. In my zone Mr. 2Pac Herringbone, on my collar bone Heat is on, mister Mr.
Stopped by the spot, had to serve Pooh bear He buy one, I front him one, so I left two there In a two seater, pull up popping 2Pac Didn't have a safe, so I
on Channel 7 he do beats for 2Pac Now coming out the spring from Heaven Ya know my piece is, hotter than grease is With no wrong way to eat Ya face like
they see me as 2Pac the don And this bitch with 2 Glocks, I'm wrong The homie still gon' roll and standin' with your biggest G You still gon' fold, I
a bitch I'll dare ya ass to try to run that 2PAC shit I goes high-ho silver like the fuckin' Moan Ranger Playin' here's out my dick inside a total
the 2Pac song
smoke the best of dro while she down with some jack-jack My eyes like the red carpet still on the blue side They locked me up just like 2Pac and I
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
to win Diz to the outside, 2Pac up the center A ten minute game and we were the winners The boys started smackin', talkin' that slack and till he see
my nigga seeing 6 figures Black bottles popping when I'm on the turf Two private Jets what this nigga's worth Atlanta, Miami, Rosé We like 2Pac
On yo' block you prolly bred a Fat Pat or 2Pac Or Big Pun, or B.I., ya homeboys from knee, high And even when it was storming outside, that nigga'd be by
that shit, I'll knock you out A nigga be pickin' you up off of the ground for thinkin' you 2Pac And shawty give me neck till I pass out And she just
on girlfriend, I'm just messing wit' ya You know I never play you Out like a velcro mustache Especially when you're giving up 'nough ass And it don't stop on 2Pac
Dogg Pound, LA zuu Shit ain't even real no more (Ain't nothing stop, don't stop That's for damn sure) Holla at my homie Pac and shit (I heard 2Pac fucked
Acquired his knowledge from the streets Makaveli, 2Pac Shakur Was the rose that grew from concrete America's most complete artist, regardless One
to get the fuck up off, yeah I’m on the loose like 2Pac from Juice God bless the dead But I'm already dead from trauma to the head I'mma verbal
everything in the Someone help me please universe within the light Someone help me! Understanding They already did 2Pac My children, all six
Yeah, fool spice 1, LP, 2Pac Doin' it like that Takin' it one day at a time Stayin' Headstrong, you know Life is way too hard let them know 'Pac:
to wish that I was 2Pac Then I realized that might get you shot Figured I just gonna be myself though Niggas hate me, Documentary on they shelf though In
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