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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

it
I'mma everyday struggle 'til I get to the top
I study Em, BIG, Tech N9ne, 2Pac
Come to my crib unannounced I got a big t-tato pie
Hopped up 9.

tend to pick whoever booty is the fattest
White folk so funny like Jack Black
Can't say a nigga name like 2pac
Wish you had a nigga gene that's 2 bad

m's
Know some shooters but they out here touching rims
Feel like 2pac I'm balling above the rim
You a rookie go play in another gym
Need a diamond I

until we fall
Stacking checks scamming niggas grandma's need them catalogs
Tell them pussies then can get hit up like I'm 2Pac
Ian worried bitch cause I

bring the juice 2pac Shakur
Keep on doin' what I do, I gotta put myself first Make sure all the doors locked the back one, gotta be secured

On, and that

was in my position
2pac but ain't no one listening 
They riding with no ambition 
They blind with hardly no vision
Further away they know I been

of
The snow I’m finding out like two prongs
Listening to 2pac too long
But you don’t have that last at
You don’t have to rhyme like
That to be acting

Even

Let's talk some back to back shootings
2pac
Nipsey Hussle
Malcom X
Who gone confess to it
And I want a vest truly
Strapped to me
Bulletproof my hat

No andamos jodiendo esto es berretin
Mis bebesitas toas beben el lean
Tirando barras dandole free
Flow de 2pac "all eyes on me"
Puta flexeando,

can't be figured out by no doctor
Got me then I got ya
Ain't no stopping right now cuz I'm focused on trying to go farther
Gotta make it out of these cold

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

Jesus, but with yeezy sandals
Man i got the handle, man i feel like randle
2 glocks on a nigga man i feel like Rambo
Just like 2pac when I speak the real

Regime Mobstaz

Yukmouth

Godzilla

2003

and flossa
For 2Pac ya drought nigga who shot ya
Saw this beam light, scream like Chewbacca
We got twats on lock the tiny tots
My mom say stop or I'm gonna

off the
Hood in celebrity shop
Jack the nigga for his car, cash and watch
But in the immortal words of 2Pac (What)
"Niggas gon' hate you for whatever

2pac in me
I tally up these bodies like a mosoleum lobby
Buncha yous, one I, logo of illiminati
Do a show and move ya body
Reved up like a new Ducati

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

Everytime i speak i reach a new prestigeous
I'm eages
Protected by the angels no demons
I dont see or hear no evil
Screaming with my 2pac voice
free my

and poked on shit that is potent
Fresh out the pot, 2Pac couldn't picture my rollin'

Hook
Cam'ron:
I said it's the Diplomats, y'all kickin' is chicken

how to handle it
Baby I'm barely breathin' the heat
Around you is too hot
Everyone got eyes on you just
Like yer name is 2Pac
It's not a fuss though in

on St. Louis Ave 
With the homies and bunch of go-getters
In STL fitted caps, Sta-flo Girbauds, 2-ways, and Coogi sweaters
Bumping 2Pac out of my silver 85

still in the hood like I'm Biggie

You know I got my choppa and my glitzy
And my trigger finger itching

Only God can judge me like I'm 2pac
And you

and the 
Lion 
What would you
Do
For do love? 
Like 2pac 
With New 
Glock 
In a droptop 
With a black cop 
And the block 
Hot
Cause it's Friday 
Not my day 
But

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