[Intro: 2Pac] Black Cotton Black Cotton Black Cotton - A symbol for unrewarded struggle Time for a little gospel tail Ghetto gospel that is- listen Rotten
that shit, all that shit is good and everything I have gotta be wood all over, even in a Range Rover Im born and raised to be a young soldier call me
blow you up, but gurl yo' pussy the sheeeeit! [Chorus w/ Songz ad-libs] [Trey Songz - Outro] Bun Beeda, Pimp C, 2Pac and me S-O, N-G, Z Bun Beeda, Pimp C, 2Pac
know what Hollywood is, I gotta Bollywood chick, I love the way she makes her hips do a twist, yeah I gotta hip hop chick her favorite rappers Pac and
some good nigga, feeling good nigga Stunner Island, me and Khaled on the wood nigga You understand? Shining like I know we should Birdman, YMCMB, you know we good
fed up But come out, gun-blazin', and keep yo' head up You can call it what you want to but it ain't gon' change Above the law, 2Pac, OG's in this rap
I ain't, mad, at cha [2Pac:] (I ain't mad at cha) I ain't, mad, at cha [2Pac:] (A true down ass bitch, and I ain't mad at cha) [Verse Three: 2Pac] Well
to an early grave But its the only way, how come niggas dying every day? Verse 2: I watched the coke price double up, i was too young to be a cook,
say this 'till the day that I die Seven thirty fives bring on bitches lies While you bullshitin', I'm hard hittin' like 2pac, I keep spittin' 'till my heart stop Young
the words I was spittin at ya? You so much you gonna make g-star rival at ya [Young Noble - Verse 2] I give it to you good girl, in the heat of the night
'll try to make it better My young soldier, you ain't no dumb soldier Keep your mind on your dream and you a pro soldier Hey yo, I spit, rip for Pac
now tasting the rock Thinking of Pac and Yak So we mash blinded Gonna be Hell 4 a Hustla Till the gats find me And you can ask 1-2 He used to be on new
nigga car 'Cause yo' friend wanted to get drunk? It's all good, there you go baby Oh I ain't trippin' on them niggaz callin' the house It's all good, '
Fuck 2Pac that nigga ain't shit That nigga ain't from muhfuckin' New York That nigga be out there with them Cali niggas Yo, nigga man, fuck Pac, that
O.G., from the families locked away Upstate behind bars up in Pelican Bay All the rappers, who lost their life in the struggle From Biggie Smalls, 2Pac
[Man talking] Ok, we got the Birdman in the building (the birdman) We got Killa in the building (yeah) We got Young Weezy in the building (Weezy) [
hot i give yo ass a heat flash Young Money boy, I'm on 03' cash Such a CEO, like my homie D-Dash Gas... we mash like Pac and the outlaws and we stand-
since I done some public speaking I find nowadays its best to keep quiet But uh Sometimes you just gotta let it out Young Angel and Young Lion You