Lyrics:
was Diddy
When it came to the music then she got real picky
From New York, but preferred 2Pac over Biggie
No disrespect to Ms. Wallace, but she liked
niggas gettin' rolled up
You think not gettin' dropped
We can handle this
'Cause 2Pac brain locked on a cannabis
Days are dangerous, shoot 'em
But you
(Yeah)
Niggas wanna hit me like I'm 2Pac (Yeah)
Bad bitch fuck me in my Gucci tube socks (Yeah)
'Member when I spent my re-up on a oowop, whoa
Your
Turned around, shot him with the same Glock
So you say you shot him with the same Glock
Young nigga feeling like 2Pac
Still will hit a nigga with
everything in the
Someone help me please universe within the light
Someone help me! Understanding
They already did 2Pac My children, all six
you mothafuckers want Shady)
The lost begotten seed of 2Pac (if Pac was still here now)
To lead this industry into the ways of the man (he would never
blessings
2pac said is there a ghetto in heaven, 'cause nowadays kids is getting fucked by their reverend
So many people, you gotta make exceptions 'cause
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
city sweltering hot
Staggerin' drunker than those cops that 2pac shot
I was a crook by the train with that iron thing, concealed
Reachin', soon as I
him
Youngin' told me he thuggin' I played some 2Pac for him
Then I gave him some work and got a new block for him
Then they hate when you get it so say
Naughty By Nature 2Pac and BIG shit
I am the piece of the puzzle that's probably missing
And I guess im here for that jive
So all the swagger jackers need
or 2Pac
But be yourself and maybe you'll be too hot
But don't think you the shit
Because I'll be around to scoop
You up real quick
I'll put you in my
a beach, so you rot in the wave
Man, I'm so glad that Guwop out
And rap fans still give a fuck what 2Pac 'bout
I'm right here, I don't give a fuck who hop
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
and quiet
Told 'em please go to church
And please get on a diet
Shoebox came with the doowop
One billion and two cops can't find 2Pac
Two shots, that's two
Naughty By Nature 2Pac and BIG shit I am
The piece of the puzzle
Thats probably missing
And I guess im here for that job
So all the swagger jackers need
through traffic with 2Pac blastin'
With a bitch that's irritatin' from all these questions she askin'
Like what bitches I fucked, when, how and where
You
from the gutter, my father's a drugger
The block is my mother, 2Pac got it on lock in my suburb
I got dope double-wrapped up in bubble wrap on top
on bullshit
call that nigga bando, cause I know he got the full clip
It's a stick up, run the pockets, run me all the jewels bitch
Double cup of wocky, no 2pac
to mother-in-law
Got the universe movin' in the form of the sea-saw
You killed 2Pac and Biggie, you know they was rollin' wit me
You paid for your stupidity
You
"Why"?
Is it that nobody calls?
I want to be like Big Pun
So you can call me Big Papa
Walking with 2Pac
Motherfuckers why que pasa
I feel like
(go!)
The generation of people that love 2Pac
And hate, we bangin' it in the boondocks
Now put your drink in the air if you ain't scared
Dem folks been
from shit, know what I'm sayin', so I do what I want
That's why 2Pac was so great, you feel me?
He spoke his mind
You ain't gotta be no gangster
a twenty-two, I'm the trailer park 2Pac off of "Juice"
Plus I got Memphis blood, don't knock the blue suede shoes
I got that Memphis plug to drop on you, say
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