Pac] And still I'm havin memories of high speeds, when the cops crashed As I laugh pushin the gas when my glocks blast We was young, and we was dumb but we had heart
mutha-fuckas Don't one of you niggas got sickle-cell or something You fucking with me, nigga ? You fuck around and catch a siezure or a heart-attack
teachin nonsense, teachin total nonsense Then they wonder why we so disobedience Huh, he tried to break my back Huh, I come, like black on the attack Young
Click and gave every member in the group a hug Even messed with my boy Slim Thug, he pulled up, you had a heart attack You tried to mess with Game and
take it easy mang, choo got it! Choo leave it the fuckin' illest nigga to fuckin' shit you! Dess no problem withs that! gawn'na fuck dat! June have a fuckin' heart attack
it easy mang, choo got it! Choo leave it the fuckin' illest nigga to fuckin' shit you! Dess no problem withs that! gawn'na fuck dat! June have a fuckin' heart attack
They’ll have a new nigga next year You out in the cold No more white fans and no more soul And you might have a heart attack When you find out the black
jumping jack But you know me, I get on this bitch and have a heart attack Hip-hop, I’m the heart of that, nigga, nothin’ short of that President Carter, Young
what I know run that shit to my doe [Lil Wyte] We back motherfucker we smack motherfuckers If you step in our way killaz attack motherfucker But yall
more hits than a disciplined child When they see me everybody brrrrrap’s, brrrrrraps Man I’m like a young gun fully black Barrack I cried tear drops over the massive attack
a hundred what the f-ck you think I'm in it for, Young money forever, i bet Gudda, Jay and Mack agree, f-ck you to the haters that just spend their time attacking
fucking hits than a disciplined child So when they see me everybody brrrrraps, brrrrrraps Man I'm like a young gun fully black Barrack I cried tear drops over the massive attack
know me, I get on this bitch and have a heart attack Hip-hop, I'm the heart of that, nigga, nothin' short of that President Carter, Young Money Democrat
beat designer If they ask you if I'm def. Don't front and say kinda Merciless. Meticulous. So fresh it's rediculous Raised in the heart of Los A-N-G-
peak Then in your mouth girl, no joke, I'll take it out girl Don't want to see you choke I'll run it down your back, might cause a heart attack I'll
get a hundred what the f*ck you think Ii??m in it for, Young Money forever, I bet Gudda, Jay, and Mack agree, F*ck you to the haters that just spend their time attacking
was movin' bodies before we hit the party, for the DJ startin' cuttin', hours already fuckin', cinderella you girls from nothing to something, hit the parking lot, hear
stupid but I'm gonna address it And after I get it off my chest may God bless it I will invest four minutes exactly for everyone Who had the audacity to attack