my preach on nigga drop the beat, I get my freak on The wrong one for you to speak on Motherf-cker watch ya mouth [Verse 2] Look I heard Nas got beef
you say it whenever you sayin it Just remember how you said it when you was sprayin it So who you playin with huh huh huh huh? [Dr. Dre] Watch your fuckin' mouth
broad are ya black are ya brown, I let my top down swang and swangin, and my diamond gonna shine in my mouth Im from the South, what ya talkin bout the
How the industry seized Pac Somebody help the fame hurtin I won't fall for the bullshit So fuck ya'll wit a hard dick Drop jaws when we barge in ya
ya man tha bitch shot himself in front of Def Jam Chedda Bob ass niggaz start adjustin ya plan you let the streets down nigga 'pologize to ya fans watch ya
frowns When they see a playa on the rise On top of the world Just a looking down and laughing at'cha I never be bothered like 2pac I ain't mad at'cha
yella broad are ya black are ya brown, I let my top down swang and swangin, and my diamond gonna shine in my mouth Im from the South, what ya talkin bout
love it when it's **** and sloppy In and out the mouth piece until I cum no one can stop me My bump and grind'll do ya' every time Come get a blast
about slanging, keys flippin' half ounces to quarters When the Task hit that mean time to throw ya rocks My little partner got 25 years for 2 rocks
Tired of these fake thugs, that's lighter than feathers With all that nonsense, they puttin' together, screamin', "Murder, murder" I thought they would of learned from Biggie and 2Pac
t let 'em jack you up, back you up, crack you up, and pimp smack you up Ya gotta learn to hold ya own They get jealous when they see ya with ya mobile
time. Let the Outlaws play. What'z ya phone number. Chorus repeats 2X (Girl and Tupac converse) G:Hello? 2:Hello? who is this? G:Is this Tupac? 2:This
[2Pac] Yeah Pour out a little liquor for your homies nigga This one here go out to my nigga Mike Coolie (Light up a fat one for this one) How you come
notice you, bitch, I had a show to do Like I'm supposed to be starstruck, come over to you You better shut your fuckin mouth while you 0 for 2 Back in
got them fiends runnin' back like Bo Jackson? I'm a gangsta, what else could I say? I'm ahead of myself like it's Y4K 2Pac, Scarface, N.W.A. Taught me
glock on me, bang bang its the wanted war That was so fly, now we bought anotha store Screaming out thug life pouring belve on ya heart Money I'm involved
badder cause my nuts is bigger strapped with a tec 9 a mac 10 and 2 glocks dumpin niggas in ditches cause I'm a thug like 2Pac I'm kickin it in Cali
the hookers and peace to the hoodrats My hood is double 0-2, (?poper?) than tip-top I got enough jackers, get around like 2PAC Damn, here comes the one
