[2Pac] Get on yo knees nigga, get on yo knees and pray [radio tuning in] [Ja Rule] Em, you claim ya mother's a crackhead and kim is a known slut
crazed tip tangeray or be on the flip phone these hoes be on my bone I might just come with marble just to switch to teflon these hoes be on my zipper
! Yeah! My people! Yeah! The foundation of the United States Rests on the sweat of my people Every enemy of the USA Has had to face my people on the
hop, hip-hop, hip-hop (Come again, break them chains, come on) Hip-hop, hip-hop, hip-hop (Break them chains, come on) Who shot 2Pac? If we don't get
45 got me fortified with live rounds When shit stick, we plot hits, when our block spits All hail, out on bail, wrath of 2Pacalypse Forever ghetto,
ya later Homie this ain't no love in this town that I come from Niggas be wantin funkin then I stomp em, they don't want none Girls be on my jock and
Once again, it's your friend outta Oakland. Hoping I rock the shit to get ya open Say your looking for some real shit Then catch a funkdified batch like that Oakland's on the map 2Pac is on
've been watching you (killa) [Chorus 2x] At night I think of you (Dipset) I want to be your lady, baby If your game is on, give me a call Boo (call
stop Yo, yo, yo I'm a switch hits on niggas, drop hits on niggas Switch V's on niggas, platinum to the quadruped on niggas Two to the point to the five on
Even though I'm feeling strong enough or probably can roof niggas Yeah, ya boy back in the booth nigga I'm off the weed but I'm back on my juice nigga
, ka-ka-kat, kat Mask on face, glock in hand I was in and out of homes like the Orkin man Never listen to my parents like an orphan man Strong finger on
it take you away, And be hopeful (hopeful) and he?ll make a way I know it ain?t easy but that?s okay. Let?s be hopeful! [Verse 2 (Twista)] I wish
all the stress and the drama in this business I bare witness, I Fox, and keep going strong until my heart stop and keep flowing strong with a ?rap pon
know what it is nigga... Mix bitches all up in the ??? on P Street nigga... Been gettin' money nigga... Seven years strong nigga... Two platinum albums nigga... 'Bout to be
a sticky Come on if you with me I?m strong in the city I?m never by myself I got the chrome riding, dig me? Rest in peace to Pac, Rest in peace to Biggie
It's me standing here strong, in a dressing room wit a tech on me ride on whoever next to me, Outlaw War, layin' 'em on the floor like the after party
your head [Verse 2:] Feel the funky funk house buster you'll get rolled on No matter how much they bring, I duck and dodge and hold on Best a watch the
on face, glock in hand I was in and out of homes like the Orkin man Never listen to my parents like an orphan man Strong finger on the trigger like it