, just smile for me now Oh, won't you smile for me? (Just smile for me now) Oh, won't you smile for me? (Nigga you black, smile for me now) Oh, won'
Übersetzung: 2pac. Smile For Me Now.
time) So I can fly away, until the end of time Until the end of time Until the end of time [2Pac] Please Lord forgive me for my life of sin My hard stare
I 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] Well
: [GUNSHOT] Yo Redd Spyder (ooh-wee) is that 50 Cent/Pac joint ready? [gun cocking] Let me know, holla [2Pac - from the song "Smile"] There's gon' be
was killin me How can I be sure I'll be saved soon? Catch me dip into the light, of a stray moon It's gettin deeper now, let me get yo' mind right Fuck
of time) So I can fly away, until the end of time Until the end of time Until the end of time [2Pac] Please Lord forgive me for my life of sin My hard
: [2Pac] I feel you {uhh} .. (baby don't) but you can't, you can't give up {Hey.. 2Pac what?} [2Pac + H.E.A.T.] Baby don't cry, I hope you got your
too nigga 2Pac (overlapping) I'm in this muthafucka I guess these muthafuckas tryin' to take me out the business right I guess I ain't East Coast enough for
got me dripping wet from the way you make me sweat give me some of your Thug Passion Babby owwowwwowwww [Verse Two: Dramacydal] Now what if me
me that they wanting (Cause it ain't nothing, Y'all niggas is fronting Do you really want it? niggas dying...) 2Pac ---- Don't make enemies with me I
for all this time for all this time I'm so sorry for all this time for all this time (so sorry) for all this time, so sorry baby! [2Pac] Man child in
tell you about way back then When she used to be my girl (when she used to be my girl) [2Pac:] Please Lord forgive me for my life of sin My hard stare
first sleeper Enemies get beside me, flows go deeper inside We we ride plots keep all my enemies blinded Time will soon show, a thought can last for years Outshinin them fakes smile
mistake me for a playa or pimp Been hit wit a few shells but I dont walk wit a limp In the hood then the ladies saying "50 you hot" They like me, I want
when I die my art will be worth more than Picasso's Don't cry for me, smile for me and if you see them niggas that wet me, wile' for me remember the good
in a limp (I'm aight) In the hood, and that lady sayin', "50, you hot" (Uh hun) They like me, I want 'em to love me like they love Pac But holla at New
