rap tunes Ever since honeys was wearin sassoon Now it's '95 and they clock me and watch me Diamonds shinin lookin like I robbed Liberace It's all good
Ah yeah, yeah, it's all 'bout u, one time I'ma say it's all 'bout u baby, yeah Ha ha, for the bitches that think it's all 'bout u It's all 'bout u This
was so phony It's not for me, you see no lovin' from my closest homies Woulda paid you no mind, but baby you was all up on me While you proceed with
thug He was a nice middle class nigga But nobody knew the evil he'd do, when he got a little bigger Get off the final blaze while puffing on a Newport Plottin' on
we satisfied, got the pockets on swollen Boss Hog and this 'Pac nigga, picture us rollin' Rollin' Picture me rollin' Picture me, picture me rollin' Is y'all ready for me? Picture me
' 'nuff, I keep my hand on my gun, 'cuz they got me on the run Now I'm back in the courtroom waitin' on the outcome Free Tupac, is all that's on a niggaz
God can judge me, only God) Only God can judge me (Only God can judge me, only God) Only God can judge me (Only God can judge me now) Flatline I hear
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
we die, no mercy on these playa Hatin' bitches, ask me why when we ride Thug nigga till we die, no mercy on these playa Hatin' bitches, ask me why when
tha mornin' By sunrise I'll be gone All my homies is waitin' for me Plotin' on plans that we made And all tha fun that it's gonna be So meet me at 3'
time on California crime Watching for thievin' I'm cautious it's like I'm barely breathin' Puttin' a bullet in motherfuckers give me a reason See me
weed (You can't see me, right before your very eyes, you won't even visualize) (You can't see me) Dr. Dre all day, 2Pac, niggas can't see me I dedicate
A hoochie and her homie dirty dancin' with my man and me Told her I was interested, picture all the shit we did I got her hot and horny, all up on me
, your vocab on site I'm out tha cut, uncut and raw with no clause for all So all my rhymes hit and split tha bricks on the wall Ya already have an idea
tha money trap me When ya see me nigga, ya better holla at me Can't let tha evil of tha money trap me So when ya see me nigga, ya better holla at me
you got me fiendin' Body talkin' shit to me but I can't comprehend the meaning Now if ya wanna roll with me then here's ya chance Doin' 80 on tha freeway, police, catch me
' that we wasn't Used to catch us on the roof or behind the stairs I'm gettin' blitzed and I reminisce on all the times we shared Besides bumpin' n grindin' wasn't nothin' on
Put your mouth on this pistol, nigga Put your mouth on the pistol Yeah, nigga no more pain Prison ain't changed me nigga, it made me worse Feel me nigga
