closest road dogz To my dog named Musolini, Big Syke, Thug Life baby The return of the mashers, you know how we do it Hahaha! [2Pac] Shit half the times
worry you can ride with me now Niggaz are quick to scream how they die for me now Only got one click, we Outlawz on the Row Fair exchange when we fuck them hoes [2Pac
of today won't stay wise Let the children hear when thugs cry Dear God.. oh why.. [("When thugs cry") on line 4, first time only] [("thugs cry") on line 6, first time only] [2Pac
want it [Eye] Uhh, uhh [Pac] If you really want it [2Pac] Alright all my real niggaz and my real bitches Let me see you do it like this, c'mon [2Pac
: (feat. K-Ci & JoJo) [2Pac] Put me in that; ay come on JoJo ('Pac.. hahaha) Yeah that type of shit (maybe it's the thug in me) You know what time it
: (feat. Above the Law) Hehehe, these are my words to my first born.. [2Pac] Can you picture, young niggaz in a rush to grow til hard timers in the
I get released, I'ma clock some cash Did some time locked down, but I'm back on the street There'll be trouble when they see me [2Pac] Them bitches is
your style (I can hear your style) Sounds like Makaveli The Don (sounds like Makaveli The Don) 2Pac (2Pac) My nigga (my nigga) So much trouble in the
again (Until the end of time) So I can fly away, until the end of time Until the end of time Until the end of time [2Pac] Please Lord forgive me for
with our tape Take a shot within our vest Pac come and catch weight Nigga we the last ones left [2Pac] If we woulda known the zone inside my own dome
that give a damn about hip-hop This how it go in our family Cause this Outlaw shit is what we stand for gradually We world wide mob figgaz [Chorus] [2Pac
: (feat. Outlawz) [2Pac] If you a bad boy [Chorus: repeat 2X] If you a bad boy then you die Westside outlawz when we ride, get me high They fucked
? Uh, uh Put your hands up, rich niggaz throw the grands up And what? I got a plot to get what's mine in the nine-nine It's my time mother fucker try
west coast Was ridin' with Pac, but when he died, they went pop I'm on the Jers to the fullest, like some west coast love But after Pac stopped rappin
coppers tried to play us out, never that They took my money and my stash Time to get 'em back uh uh, upon my secret arrival Two glock four fives, time
coming from? You don't know, look like you a seed From Makaveli The Don I can hear your style, sounds like Makaveli The Don 2 Pac, my nigga So much
trained, simple and plain We number 1 muthafucka, 'bout to do it again Shit, Pac still doin' it, you hoes can't ruin it 2 million every time he drop,
Imagine if we could go back Actually talk to the mother fuckers that persevered I mean the first motherfuckers that came in the slave ships Excuse me,