a god damn shame Are you ready for the real here we go now? Most on the radio can't flow now Everyday I gotta cut the radio down Sound like another Pac
pockets Pass a note to the teller at the bank, so I can shock her See, every dollar we stacking is to the ceiling And after love making is for shaking the herbal healin And catching feelings
s 2:00 o'clock after the show I ain't got a parkin' lot pimp to snatch me a hoe I just speak my mind and do what I feel (feel) Cause it's the way I been
, and feel this When they turn out the lights, I'll be down in the dark Thuggin eternal through my heart, now Hail Mary nigga [Chorus 2X] [Kastro]
me tell a nigga how ya want it How do you want it? [Chorus 2X] [2Pac] How you want it? Yeah my nigga Johnny J Yeah, we out [Chorus] [2Pac] Tell me [Chorus] [2Pac
your glocks when you see 2pac Call the cops when you see 2pac, Uhh Who shot me, But, your punks didn't finish Now, you 'bout to feel the wrath of
dollar corporation Call me maloof Like I said once before I'm the truth Hollywood can't catch me But they got you Nothing fake round here I'm the realest do Haters feel
something I need you to do something else for them man, just to warm em up, and then lay it on me. Get ya pipe. Yea, Gangsta Grillz, Dedication 2,
12 gauge shot it (feel me) [2x] (HAIL MARY} Come get me If you mothafuckers want Shady {Background: And ja said he shall be the lost begotten seed of 2pac
from tree tops to ewoks that pop Reeboks And men with pre-ops Yo now there is 3-Pac's Master P....Thug Life and now it's 2pac Get back to that one...
a feeling that I can't deny You got the Prada boots on, suede hittin your thigh Actin like my chrome twenties aint catchin' your eye Sometimes I slow down, catch
frowns When they see a playa on the rise On top of the world Just a looking down and laughing at'cha I never be bothered like 2pac I ain't mad at'cha
my heart Oh my God, Koopsta just been robbed I hope you feel me, I'm playin' naked Lookin' at the ceilin' And bloddy me just hear more [unverified] from the Koopstas I'm 'n it 2
weapon Yeah that's my right hand man, that fifty cal chrome Off-safety when I roam, I ain't never alone Won't catch a nigga slipping, won't catch a nigga
wheneva, wheneva possible nothinz stopping u boo Drop dem dukez & pop dem bootz shiitchu kan lose it 2 And duit ta da muzik 2 iz diz ya groove or du u luv me gurl lyke I luvvu 2
(Master P) -Like 2Pac said, only God can judge me -But I think only black Jesus can help me Verse 1 (Kane) Six in the morning and I see the sunrise
or foe? Nigga you ain't know? They got me stressed out on Death Row I've seen money but, baby, I gots to gets mo' You scream and go, 2Pac and I ain'
gon pedal off some live and die by the high, I was born by it since Pac gave my mom the needle like go on try it got me feeling like aint a nigga can