Your clout petty sour I push packages ever hour I hit 'em up [Chorus] Grab your glocks when you see 2pac Call the cops when you see 2pac, Uhh Who shot
clout petty sour I push packages ever hour I hit 'em up [Chorus: 2Pac] Grab your glocks when you see 2pac Call the cops when you see 2pac, uhh Who shot
the first to feel the heat To see how much we got, we got Pull it up, sit up, get up and count up your money Before it all gets spent up and you wanna
set off the riot Ridin' with my trues Humbly united gathering souls Here we go, roll up some more phillies My nigga let me hit it Niggas we thuggin'
we shall over come (Hook2) Its a crazy mixed up world, Its the end of the world Its a crazy mixed up world 'cause its the end of the world Its a crazy
to slay these bitch made niggas [Bizzy-overlapping Pac] Pac Pac run wit us run wit us run wit us Pac Pac run wit us Pac and RIP with Thug Luv [2Pac
't all good So keep ya eyes on 'em 'Cos if it [Incomprehensible] line, we gotta slide on 'em, ride on 'em I gots no problem kickin' dust up, wit punk
man you looking like pac na not alive man im looking like jones (capo) besides i put money on your skull and bones and keep it low watch what you say up
, not tonight If you a dough gettin' swinga Niggaz act funny with cha money Whatcha do? Give 'em the finga Give 'em the finga Look, I like to come through and run up in 'em
wanna play with me, you gettin' mad 'cause you think Im'a sway(im'a sway) Some of 'em cute some of 'em fine, I hear 'em scream soon az i hit tha stage
puttin' hands on 'em One hitter, quitter, bob & weavin', karate stance on 'em Dance on 'em, ran on 'em, and land on 'em Put my brand on 'em, stand on 'em
much slap your ass and tell you to shut the fuck up After that I'll slap your ass again and tell you to shut the fuck up shutting up And that's how you
8, 7, 6, NASA take me away, life's a bitch [Hook 2] Everywhere I go Trouble seems to find me Blood in my eyes Everywhere I go [Verse 3: 2Pac] They got
stab wounds I can't show you I covered 'em up with tattoos I can't do nothing but spit the truth On probation smoking, drink patron before I hit the
Up befo the sun rise quicker than the drug dealers Tell me if it's on nigga then we first to bomb Bust on these bitch-made niggaz hit em up WESTSIDE!!!
you can tell from my everday fits, I ain't rich So cease and desist with them tricks (tricks) I'm just another black man caught up in the mix (mix) Trying