and left you on your own See I loved you like a sista but you died to quick And that's why we called U bitch, I betcha. Chorus Outro: 2Pac Dear
Blues to Brothers than Jon Belushi and Dan Akroyd Governmently engineered like E Bola for this rap garage sale by this industry I'm trying not to get fucked like 2Pac
Here we go!) ([EMINEM:] WHOOO!) {DAMN!} [gunshot] [50 Cent:] I'm a SouthSide nigga you can come through and ask for me Systems thumpin', pumpin', 2Pac
D, I love you big sis' I love you little sis', I love you 2Pac And I will never stop, let's toast to the top [Chorus] [Outro] Ace Hood baby! This is
and I hear [Chorus - 3X w/ minor variations + ad libs] [Outro: Bizzy] This for my momma, this for my children This for my sister, and Eazy-E 'Pac,
Slow Your Roll [ Verse 1 ] [ Swifty ] ??? a menace to many, I'm not friendly you get shot in da kennedy fast You popped willingly you walkin around with Pac
to me Uncle Charles, I love you man I'm glad you got it right with God I'm glad you up there chillin' with Him To my man Tupac Thanks Pac for lettin'
plaque, thinking you the shit all young and sporty, cant wait to see your grill when you turn 40, im a sex symbol and you cant pronunciate, but 2pac
and back down Cali is where they put they mack down, give me love! (rpt 1) (dre) now make it shake... (rpt 2) Outro: Dre, 2Pac uh, yeah, uh, longbeach
first and then we can switch It ain't no fun if my homey can't twist a bitch I'll dare ya ass to try to run that 2PAC shit I goes high-ho silver like
When Master P took your name and your ice cream van Made 500 million, that's your homey though Took your man hood, gave your shit to Lil'Romeo This nigga, 5 foot 2
right Gangbangin' - Fo' life Little drama - That's life Hit 'em up! - Nice! It's that gangsta shit All the homies goin' crazy when they bump my shit (Verse 2
How We Do' start climbin, acting like a bitch cause he Got Rich and Stop Tryin' Got niggas locked up you a snitch in Queens Told them Touch shot Pac then
been a gangbanger all my life, fuck the popo/ I aint never been a cocky kid/ know they could kill me if they shot pac and big/ but I let my bandana hang
for our dreams Who the fuck can stop me when I mash for my dreams Mash for your dreams, nigga mash for your dreams [Verse 2: Storm] Ah, Hell Another
m back, I'm back, I'm back motherfucker (uh huh) Niggaz thought they got me 9, 9 shells couldn't stop me I "Hit 'Em Up" worse than Pac, watch me [ Outro
York gangbang Pac you feel the same thing they use your name in vein But I guess that's the issue And it proves how much niggas really miss you [Outro
fast as you can but you cant catch me Look around, look around, punk police Me haf to blast back, cause they blast at me Verse Three: 2Pac They got