a brand new Mercedes They screaming Tupac back, Tupac back There's all these btiches screaming that Tupac back [Meek Mill] huh, Tupac back, I'm 2 glocks
'll catch me, or will this nigga snitch Should I shoot his bitch, or make the nigga rich? Don't wanna commit murder, but damn they got me trapped Hawkin
scared Must investigate all I?m prepared for all the drama, you said for all them niggas you feared you fucking busta, busta Let the evil or the money trap
kill Fuck with me and get your caps peeled You know what you see Grab your glocks when you see 2Pac Call the cops when you see 2Pac Who shot me, but
I want you that much The situation is a no win cause he's my best friend But now I'm guilty of falling for his girl friend It's like a trap that I'm
fuck i had such bad luck (Why me) Why the judge wanna lock me up Throw away the key and watch me rust [Cuban Link] Yo crack lets get a nine My mind's trapped
will they mourn me Yeah! This for my nigga Kato It's still on nigga Thug Life, Thugs for life Ha Ha yeah, how long will they mourn me Yeah nigga 2Pac
[Intro - T-Pain] Woo Yeah, yeah, aye Woo Forgive me Father Dear Heavenly Father Ah (Aye) Yeah, yeah Trap (Aye), trap, trap, trap Aye (Aye) [x4] [Chorus
I'm finna be busting like Boom boom [repeat] [2nd verse] Ninety-three She invited me To a party in l.a. So popular She introduced me to 2pac the next
ought to pay for that He did his time day for day without turning snake Cause real OG's don't even take pleas [Chorus 2x] [Verse 2] See when I pray
I feel you {uhh} (baby don't) But you can't, you can't give up {Hey 2Pac what?} Baby don't cry, I hope you got your head up Even when the road is hard
Wax and kill Fuck with me And get your caps peeled You know, See Grab your glocks when you see 2pac Call the cops when you see 2pac, Uhh Who shot
all I'm slick as an old mac, I'm sick as a Prozac And the Carter 1 was the dick for you hoes trapped And this is tha Carter 2 and this is the bozack
Of The Party, s*** start off off coke and bacardi Bandanas tied around the dubs on the Ferarri I'm the bloods to what Pac was to thugs What Snoop is to
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,
we have 'em make distribution of this, word. Verse 2: Yo I need stacks of green either rap or cracks to fiends It's mad trife I seen enditments trap