cross on his back You wanna put 2 crosses on yo' back Nigga you ain't Tupac... THIS is Tupac! [2Pac:] They say more money and women are funny, but in this
off evil? Answer my question before this bullet leave this Desert Eagle [Chorus: Lil’ Wayne] And I’m grindin’ til I’m tired of this They say "You ain’t
I ain't did shit why you hatin this?" Ghetto thugs know my rap songs they relate to this [DJ Paul] I been doin this too long to still be strugglin livin
Woke up this mornin', yeah, you got yourself a gun Yeah, yeah, yeah, got yourself a gun Yo, I'm livin' in this time behind enemy lines So I got mine,
[sample singing] "woke up this mornin', you got yourself a gun, you got yourself a gun".. [chorus] Yo I'm livin' in this time behind enemy
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] they ain't even
em down Livin' life as a born loser livin' in a world that I didn't see you Livin life, livin life A diary, a diary And it's written on paper Can't you
3: 2Pac] They got me mobbin' like I'm Loc'ed and ready to get my slug on I load my clip and slip my motherfuckin' gloves on I ain't scared to blast on
you Then it gotta be more, y'all left your paws Footprints on the game hood ain't been the same Feeling ain't been in music hooks ain't been the same
Gimme one name One nigga with versatility like this Ability like this, it's like this With me, my flow, you never know what you might get Prime suspect, and I ain't
She Workin [x4] [Verse 1] I'm a slum dog millionaire Thug livin', out of prison Pistols in the Air When the Remi's in the system Ain't no tellin if Nyce
But I don't give a fuck I'm lettin niggaz know they can't hang Don't give me no lip, don't give me no backtalk, yeah break North Don't make me get my
bout the crimes he's commitin on the poor, and how can these people judge me? They ain't my peers and in all these years, they ain't never love me I
peeled You know what you see Grab your glocks when you see 2Pac Call the cops when you see 2Pac Who shot me, but your punks didn't finish Now, you '
, and makin' sure my kittens got they milk Gotta fill this mattress, let my kids know I'm at this Attack this, the mack must roll, hood stroll Ain't
it, my nigga Dog, eternally the most wanted Ain't nuthin' but a gangster party Ain't nuthin' but a gangster party Ain't nuthin' but a gangster party Ain't
my spot And, uh, diggin the plots (so what?) Checkin in the park, 'Pac [2Pac] We caught em sleepin, he didn't peep you niggaz creepin? This how we do