baby Shake it shake it shake it shake it... Verse Two: 2Pac Out on bail fresh out of jail, California dreamin Soon as I step on the scene, I'm hearin
tried smoking But, bailed out Soon as they left me at the jail house mobbin' in my... [Snoop] Yeah, and you know that Death Row out the moon and my speakers go Boom, Boom, Boom...Boom Outlaw out
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
Street Science, you're on the air What do you feel when you hear a record like 2Pac's new one? I love 2Pac's new record Right, but don't you feel like
Chorus x 2 [fatal] When it's on then it's on It can't be erased Tear da club up thugs and fatal On a paper chase When it's on then it's on It can't be
quot;lost souls". Verse 2 *(napoleon)* I bet I shake ya world Fo' pac, i'ma drink til I hurl An pump the brakes on the hardest whoever thinkin
trying to tell me I guess I better bail up out this game And whatever they call me a little lame ole' wee A nigga fin to get up out these streets
the only person I feel safe to tell it to I'm locked inside a cell in me, I know that there's a jail in you Consider this your bailing out, so take a
the truth holms "that's right" Kitchen fumed up, niggas jamming 2pac "jeah" Get my Billy Hondas on workin 2 pots "damn" Baby need shoes partner need bail
Is hardcore With a K See me step up on the track Like a thug Make it pound At West end Then make a dub To the homies in jail When you making bail Time
it shake it baby Shake it shake it mama shake it shake it baby... Out on bail fresh outta jail, California dreamin Soon as I stepped on the scene, I'
somethin' 19, 70 somethin', 1970 somethin' 19, 70 somethin', 1970 somethin' [Verse Two - The Game] Would 'Pac be alive, if you let 'Pac drive? Swear
(Twista)] I wish the way I was living could stop, serving rocks, Knowing the cops is hot when I'm on the block, And I Wish my brother woulda made bail
in the wind, sippin on something saucy Smokin on something so fit Reppin the seven to the fullest Give me bullets and clips, niggaz is trippin on me
then they tell you the Lord is great I just hope they all burn in hell when I bail with a smiling face [Chorus] [Verse 3: Kutt Calhoun] Pac was a "Martin
move you're gone I'm explosive when my rap over-doses Label me ferocious on 'Wanted' signs posted See me on the screen like blood on murder scenes Midnight
eternally "Lost Souls". [Verse 2: Napoleon] I bet I shake ya world fo' Pac, I'ma drink til I hurl an pump the brakes on the hardest whoever thinkin
a dime, then I calm 20 shots'll follow up You'll be sparkin' like a dutch Keep the shit up on a hush Out on bail, fresh outta jail Two cases, I got to