muthafuckas Shay records, whatchu know about it? Fuck Benzino, fuck Ja Rule Nigga, this Obie Triceright here talkin to you muthafuckas Ja Rule punk ass... Yea! Fuckin Soul For Real ass... Nigga
niggas ain't fuckin' payin' attention They not seen what df is goin' on It's a movement nigga, G-Unit South! Git wit' it or live wit' out nigga!! You
nigga run up and try to jack mine First nigga fuck up to get flat lined Pack still stainless, Coupe and Verts brainless Y'all don't wanna fuck wit me
The kid keep a snub wit 'em, good pair of gloves wit 'em Your first week ain't right, they can't fuck wit 'em Now if you don't sell 5 mill, they had
butt naked And fuck the viagra I'm tryna nut in two seconds All around the world, fuck wit different cliques You aint got no weed get the fuck out my
blowin' me up nigga and I' ma cut your fuckin' throat you bitch!(Breathe!) The Game play games nigga. You a lyin' ass toungue ring faggot nigga.(Fuck
us ass niggaz out there Stealin' motherfucker, take ya fake asses on nigga keep it real nigga Make this money like we makin' it nigga, throw it down
a bingo on the beat like Carson Palmer And them niggas couldn't see me with panorama. (Haha) Niggas soft as a can of flowers You soft as a can of tuna You fuckin
he'll a nigga you thinkin' bout harming me Capo's corrupted (yop), he's wrong vato to fuck wit (yop) Labeled and known as a young Pac to the public And
all up on your dick) I got that How can C-Bo be wrong? How can Yukmouth be wrong? How can Lynch be wrong? How can 2Pac be wrong? Bitch! [Hook] [Verse
a nigga that can score 81? Show me I got a (Cuban Link) to a fuckin O.G. And nigga you're too close, what the fuck, tryna blow me? (back up) This the
like a memory lapse Basically you give him work and he ain't payin' back Now with some connects you could away with that But he must of fucked wit the wrong
to slay these 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
Cuz if niggas accidentally snitch on you it's all yo fault And quit tryin to put Tupac Shakur in ya rhymes Niggas get shot for being at the wrong place at the wrong
all aint knowing 'Pac aint ?? we continue to ?? nigga [Chorus] (Y'all can't do) Shit to us.. Make sure ya show respect when you mention us Cause when you test the Lawz, you testing God And everybody die hard nigga
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]