Lyrics:
on your own
But nobody knows it's going
To be very controversial
What are you going to get? 94
It's always been a hit approved by the FDA
But here, now
I'm on my murder job again in the morning
This 187 on the line I know the rapper dead
That means another record label is mourning
So you can run but you
Who's bad?
She was more like a beauty
Queen from a movie scene
I said, "Don't mind, but what do you mean
I am the one
Who will dance on the floor
You bustin' swishin' swishes
We burn it by the pound
We talkin' stacks of bricks
Whatever it takes to make it
We talkin' crack a his
When they is tryin'
Yo this rhyme is dedicated to those ladies
How bad things were copyright 1987
Written By Tupac Shakur and Dana M smith
Thank you
Babies having
to another ghetto
On Sante Fe playing the lotto
I used to want a champagne two door Tahoe
Until I seen that same truck shot by five-o
Dead with his eyes closed
holes
I'm screaming fuck Jake, I'm 30 minutes to 8
I mean I'm 7: 30, I get my hands dirty
Now who said 50 ain't the
Sharpest knife in the drawer get outta
rather die enormous than live
Dormant by any means necessary
And all that other shit is to control you
If the churches took half the money they was
Making
the one, the only, the S, the homie
And if you do that, I'll leave you stoney
That means you be on the block by yourself
Getting shot (Bitch)
And you might
Jesus is the universal language and
Love is the key
To brotherhood peace and understanding
And living in harmony
So take your brother by the hand
mixtape
Let me know what I mean by that
I’m hollerin at my pops, you already
Know the number one five star
Number one stunner
What up 5? I like you nigga
that hover
I heard it'll make you kill a motherfucker
(don't stop girl)
I mean you gotta feel it man
She bob and weave up and down you'd be
Like "I could
I had a man, he was sweet as pie
I met him as I waked right by him
He said, "Baby you so fine that when you walk
Even the stoplights stop talk about
friend
Why the hell you lying? Who
The hell you trying?
Who the hell you know that
Threw away his throwbacks
When they suggested they was
Made by Majestic?
of my bitches not wearing collars
Each and erry one of em
Side that whip with random 4Gs
I mean each and erry one of em
Counting nothing but them honeys
I
when Floyd was fightin' carbon fibre
'Rari attire when we flew by ya
Bitches used to tell us we ugly
Now they being biased
We the flyest, we beat them
Got Is PrideSo When A Nigga
Take It From You Shit You Got To Ride
Murder HomicideSo By All Means
Necessary I'ma Strive
To Get My Momma Out The Hood
perfect composure
When I scream at the chauffeur
I ain't mean, I'm just focused
I ain't mean, I'm just focused
Pour the lean out slower
Got us clean
pulses under the Florida
Weather, it doesn't matter, whether
The message and methods getting
Through to the masses
Shootings keep occurring by these
bitch, fuck me 'til the OJs
I mean my chain a woo-sah
I mean my game a woo-sah
I want some head in my new car, bitch
I don't care who drive by
You know I
by
Got a mean team, but for me
I'm a peaceful guy
But don't get out of line
Cuz' for them dollar signs the full clip
Will make a nigga's thoughts sit
control
I put the work
To all the rats back in their holes
I'm screaming fuck Jake, I'm 30 minutes to 8
I mean I'm 7: 30, I get my hands dirty
Now who said
Can I let go? When you're holding onto me
Am I strong enough to mean it?
When I know deep down that I'm not
Okay, let's go i trust you to lead
I know
"Slow Jamz
" holla at your man
Old school like Melle Mel
Or we could go to the D where Drelle Drel
Or DC, PG, or ATL
Back in Chi, I mean my life like
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