. Truth and honor, the ties that bind our way of life. Justified. Stand tall, be proud of who you are. It's not about unity, it's about integrity. No others
rely. Truth and honor, the ties that bind our way of life. Justified. Stand tall, be proud of who you are. It's not about unity, it's about integrity. No others
shoes [Chorus:] Every other city we go Every other city we go It's just a different day with the same shit It's just a different day with the same shit Every other
along, their dying concern to my bullshit Where did our honor go? I think I know We're always fucking each other in bathrooms at parties Where did my money go? I spent it on blow
and others barbequeing Ain't no telling what your daddy and your momma doing Chewing on these baby-backs popping bottles with these macks Everybody swimming, backyard full
feat. ng Buck & Chamillionaire) [2Pac:] Quit starin' at me like a infa red nigga Don't fall to sleep You can get ya cash on nigga if ya peep Other niggaz
: (feat. Lil Scrappy, Nutso, Yaki Kadafi, & Stormy) Don't go 2 sleep, You can get your cash on nigga if you peak, Other niggaz close there eyes seeing
I bleed to envy Smoke and blow out they blunts Sipping Henney Drunk nights And hot days Cocking my heat shooting it sideways A wife on the run Full
it feel ? what i'm askin' while i'm rubbin' on that ass why you laughin' ? see, i'm diggin' as if i'm curious full blown and furious baby get a
We bring on horror like Tales From the Crypt And we ain't hard to find is the tales that we kick I'm fully automatic full of static and shit Movin Dodge
: I wanna dedicate this one to Robert 'Yummy' Sanderford and all other lil' young niggaz that's in a rush to be gangstas As a young nigga, I'm almost
on they ass as I past let the glass spray First you had a mouth full of fronts Now you're mouth's full of chunks, Pac's out puffin blunts Deadly venomz
: [Tupac] The money behind the dreams My right hand, my other Capo in this big motherfuckin war we got My other Capo in this big ass, conglomerate called
move with a cool hand It didn't go as I planned Im full of rookie maneuvers And gestures meant to be grand Ive pulled a bag of tricks one after the other
: Yeah, yea This shit sound like.. one two o'clock in the mornin with the full moon out Niggaz in they trucks creepin With a fresh box of ecstasy pills
of me Spit on the clerk, pass the Harry Winston set Ghost backin me Bust a shot, motored Four male in paper work Lord We get together once more before we blow
Aiyo aiyo Dinco, where you at, son? Where the fuck my Leaders niggas is at, man? Fuck man, I'm ready to grab my niggas Them niggas need to go to blow
doubt I'll do my best for you I do Love Let's stop to get it going Lost myself just thinking About the two of us From each other drinking Begin
