Glamorous Fresh Prince, Jazzy Jeff [Chorus] - 2X Simphony and Simphony 2 Main Source Live at the Barbeque Nas and Akinyele debut EZ Ice, Soulman Def Squad, Hit Squad 2
[Trick Daddy] Our father who art in heaven Thank you Lord Lord thank you Lord [Trick Daddy speaking over chorus] That's right Y'all could stand up and
' to the enemies, wild conspiracies I'm a say this 'till the day that I die Seven thirty fives bring on bitches lies While you bullshitin', I'm hard hittin' like 2pac
snow But in my mind i knew i was like 'pac with the flow and god gave me signs i aint stop with my flow so stuck to my raps like stamps to a letter i
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
you there you go, actin' like a hoe There you there you go, actin' like a hoe There you there you go, actin' like a hoe Actin' like a hoe, actin' like
mine! (Chorus: Krayzie Bone x2) Verse 2: Mack 10 Yo I keep that fryin' in a pot of water Till it bubble The rock my work and i prophet like double
die We just retaliate with hate, then we multiply You see me strikin down the block, hittin corners Mobbin like a motherfucker, livin like I - wanna
It's just me against tha World.... ooohhhhh ooohhhhh..... just me against tha world baby.... ohhhhhh ohhhhhh...... I got nothin' ta lose, it's just
him, naw, he need to even eighty (shut yo chips up) And, I ain't speakin G's, I'm talkin M And I'm walkin like a pimp in (piiiiiimp) them all street
were dropped We seein' them on CNN, they just won't stop The infrared images of brutal attack He said, "Daddy now we killin' em back"; (right, right) [CHORUS - (2
on the cover of that Fortune Five And catch an heart attack, yeah Just like that Just like that You can't go back now Just like that Just like that
don't say the baby Then just don't say it at all I ain't talkin' fast you just listenin' too slow I'm gettin' them Benjamins, can serve like the Wimbledon
be prayin on his color cause he need it (2Pac: Get on your knees and pray) And all you niggaz hatin, shut your mouths It's just the real niggaz ain't
're not 2Pac Don't make me, too hot and you're not Shootin' at me, with the only shot you got Ja quit playin' knock it off you're not 2Pac You'll get
not 2Pac Don't make me, too hot and you're not Shootin' at me, with the only shot you got Ja quit playin' knock it off you're not 2Pac You'll get popped
[Intro] Uh Got 'em swaggin' daddy Haha [Chorus] (Girl) Hey nigga what yo hood like? (Guy) Money come, money go, but it's alright In the club, stay crunk
you do [Amil] I'd lay you on your back Ride or Die daddy and I love it like that [Enuff] Ahh man, just a little bit of flavor Kay, just a little