me? Tell me babey would you ride 4 me? Tell me babey would you ride 4 me? Would you bank on them niggaz(Bustas) when they lie 2 me? Dont ever tell a
people are talkin' I heard a rumor that things ain't changin' But Lord knows that we gon' make it Tell me who shot Big And take the bullets out of 2Pac
I wear fake gold to make up for my little cock got my rag on backwards so I look just like 2pac with my cap tilted cause im trying to hide the fact
to slay these bitch made niggas [Bizzy-overlapping Pac] Pac Pac run wit us run wit us run wit us Pac Pac run wit us Pac and RIP with Thug Luv [2Pac
and a motherfuckin' fifth Is you wit me Llocc? What's mine is yours and what's yours is mines When I'm in Houston, you be treatin' me fine I scoop you
Game- Im feeling like a muthafuckin boss bangin 2pac high as a muthafuckin queens bitch rooftop blowing on this purple haze feeling invincible sellin
your toes nigga Especially on your flows nigga 'Cause man they keep on checking for me especially all your hoes Nigga Catch me on your doorstep You see me let me
the funk funk Verbally you never heard of me I smoke you third degrees cause Reggie Noble's known like burglary and cause surgery for emergency
that pussy like you suppose to, to Shack that ass like it that's for Lou Like 2 Pac all eyes on you Make a nigga horny like 2 Live Crew Hoes get crunk for
: It aint easy growing up in california belive me,drive by hit connas aint easy,light it up for 2pac and easy,gotta show them we aint playing believe me
blue balls You ain't gotta fear me but you'll respect me Niggas who never met me threaten me, want to gillete me Why don't you let me come (?) I got
I should leave these streets behind me But it's so hard to escape Oh lord please send me an angel To lead me out of this place Take me awwaaayyyy Away
meet My middle finger's riding down the line of the seam of her jeans But she don't seem to mind me But then she shocked me, almost clocked me Tried to slap me
entered my brain And permanently changed me now I'm angry So fuck a metaphor, fuck hip hop, hip hop sucks You got, niggaz on top swingin' from 2Pac's
know, flip phone I be foldin em fillin up my foreign ride with petroleum I gotta ride on boy, gotta bring the noise rent my car, gotta hit me a lick in
pac, and pimp c talkin about in heaven. im flyin in the gorgia down antwan dry, but if the laws catch me swervin, i'll be gone for a ride, feelin' soo
me flippin grippin rain into turnin that trunk on bang. Cause its an underground thang cause im an underground thang. X2 (Pimp C) Ima underground king for
shit, I ain't got to rhyme no more [Verse 4 - Twista] Welcome to my hood Where poor members of faculty backing me If you ever try attacking me, that
