to God I've been ready to die since I was born I don't want no shit but niggaz trip and yo it's on Open fire on my adversaries, don't even worry Better
me six figures Is it a bust? I hear the sirens, run for cover over the fence and open fire "Alright now, here we go" Verse Two: 2Pac These motherfuckers
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to see that's irrelevant, nigga Size and shit when they firing clips You ain't a thug or a gangsta, stop lyin' you bitch I see you study 2Pac like a
they callin' on the government To try and make somebody quiet For the bullshit they done to me Gangsta Nip, Spice 1 or 2Pac never gave a gun to me So
?) What if I was from Staten? I'd be King Kong knockin down the buildings in Manhattan (Gorilla warfare) Shootouts, real block shit Westcoast assassin on some real 2Pac
Ah me and my nigga 2Pac, finna do what we do Understand this, 'cuz it's very understandable Niggas done changed man You know they done changed, they done
mark Now what type of mixed up trick would kill the future of our race before he would he look his enemy dead in the eye, and open fire? These crazy
what out what you say I know some niggas that'll do your mama I'ma hittin it from behind till the day I expire Heatin it up and bringin the fire you
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,
wit' the decisions that you make I'm gettin' cake, let 'em hate, I'ma elevate I sold my soul to the streets playa, it's too late (Verse 2) Sunrise, gun fires
