't stop 'til my casket drop I'm high 'til I die, loced 'til they smoke me The shit don't stop 'til my casket drop I'm high 'til I die loced 'til they
Перевод: 2pac. Высокий 'к I Die.
hustler Chorus [2Pac] No insanity plea for me, I ride the beef til I burn Sensimilla bar your kids from the lessons I learned And in turn I'm hostile
me, when will I stop? I hit the weed and hope to God I can fly high Witness my enemies die when I ride by, they shouldn'ta tried I send they bodies to
me And dog I know I can't see you but I bet that you smilin And I'm a make you even happier, I promise [Chorus 2x] I know you can't be close to my nigga
nigga 'Pac back I'd still keep this motherf**ker cocked back [Chorus: Lil’ Wayne] And I’m grindin’ til I’m tired They say "You ain’t grindin’ til you
I'm sendin them [Hook] [Layzie Bone] Everyday the devil at me And I wish the Lord throw a Hummer at me, I ain't happy Me and Eazy E in a B-E-N-Z, with
That was last album when I was bouncin on trains like Malcolm I was hiiiiigh, I thought I wouldn't survive That's why I quit my nine to five and
Dogg down Damn, he was only 41 so I'mma get high and just drink til this 40 done But I really wanna cry, shit I really wonder why good n-ggas gotta die
I go, there I go, there I go But I don't go nowhere without my Jim hat If I'm rappin' 'cause she's clappin' Then I'm strappin' 'cause I'm smarter than
How do you want it? [Chorus 2X] [2Pac] How you want it? Yeah my nigga Johnny J Yeah, we out [Chorus] [2Pac] Tell me [Chorus] [2Pac] Cash game, livin in the fast lane, I
t mad [2Pac:] (hell nah I ain't mad at cha) at cha I ain't, mad at mha [2Pac:] (and I ain't mad at cha) I ain't, mad at cha [2Pac:] (I ain't mad at cha
2) (Fatal Hussein) I was raised up to blaze bang blicks Hussien gets pissed if flames spit watch how pretty the pain get nigga,High til i die,Burry me
, cause I'm fallin, in the liquor store That's the Hennessee I hear ya callin, can I get some more? Hail til I reach Hell, I ain't scared Mama checkin
I stand tall, I won't fall, I recall Your rhymes stall when you bust caps Make sure they kryptonite caps I'm made of steel, I swat bullets like gnats
way drunk pushin a porshe Make beef and i'm cookin the sauce - Gravy! I be lookin like a boss I pop at ya hood on ya snorkle til I have the fur lookin
Like Spice 1 I'm just a giggity-giggity gangsta And keepin' a motherfuckin' slug up in the chamber I Don't Give a Fuck like 2Pac I get a fuckin' thrill
