там не иду Давно сбился со счета вот оно как Дежавю в снах, крылья, а пепел на рукавах Но я буду счастлив с тобой, my love Я лечу к тебе, я лечу на
inside the palms of my empty hands Just picture me rollin Flossin a Benz on rims that isn't stolen My dreams is censored, my hopes are gone I'm like
you alone [Repeat] [Chorus: x2] [2Pac:] Hahah [Ludacris:] You know [2Pac:] I know how it is sometimes [Ludacris:] I know exactly what you talking about [2Pac
up! Tell my young black males, blaze up! Life's a mess don't stress, test I'm givin but be thankful that you're livin, blessed Much love to my brothers
feelin heated I move closer to drop the lines of my introduction Hold out my hand, and grab yo' hand, now we touchin My lyrics are poetry So baby
pistols in the air Where my soldiers at Where my soldiers at Where my soldiers Where my soldiers at Where my soldiers Where my soldiers at When
, enemies die Wonder when we all pass is anybody listenin? Got my, hands on my semi shotty, everybody's bitchin Please God can you understand me, bless my
a piece Me and my niggaz is Thug niggaz!, former known Drug Dealerz! We don't love bitchez!,and believe they don't love niggaz! I got'em playing my
: [2Pac - over background voices] My ghetto love song, hahaha, let's be friends.. (Where my niggaz at? Where my niggaz where my bitches? Where my niggaz
(maybe it's the thug in me) [2Pac] By age thirteen I was buckwild, good at my knuckle game Made it through a tough childhood never be the same Walked in my
maybe it's the thug in me) [2Pac] By age thirteen I was buckwild, good at my knuckle game Made it through a tough childhood never be the same Walked in my
all the time my mind's full of thoughts of ends I'm still rolling my bucket but I bought me a Benz (tadow) My fake friends say they love me but I know
're headin' for the bathroom 'bout to get tossed up. Still lookin' for a rich man you dug a ditch, got your legs up tryin' to get rich. I love
: [Intro: Richie Rich, 2Pac] [RR] Pac [PAC] Hey [RR] What's happenin [PAC] Not motherfuckin double R, Richie Rich [RR] What's happenin baby
And putting money in my pocket, nationwide baller Bitch nigga I'm prepared to die, Before I fry I hit the weed so I be forever high My eyes has seen
side of the story So uhh, we finna do this shit like this It's like I tell my niggaz, keep your eyes on these bitches They love to G a nigga young dumb
better not find where you stay) [Verse Two: 2Pac] courious spittin' lyrics on tha verge of furious i'm addicted to currency nigga that's why we're
shit here, hahahaha Please, no more pain That's right nigga Hey drop that shit boy Verse One: 2Pac My adversaries cry like hoes fully eradicate my foes My
