see Tupac Who shot me, but your punks didn't finish Now, you 'bout to feel the wrath of a menace Busta, I hit 'em up [Verse 3: 2Pac] Peep how we do
you see Tupac Who shot me, but your punks didn't finish Now, you 'bout to feel the wrath of a menace Busta, I hit 'em up [Verse 3: 2Pac] Peep how we
girl pop 2 in her ????? [Hook x2] [Cam'Ron] That's 2 and out. Let's go Dennis. You movin' slow Dennis Let's go Dennis. That's 2 and out good work. Good
[? ]. So you hatin on da kid is like you hatin yourself [x2] [Verse 2:] Get a good ticket cause dat dude, they'll spend it. A million dollar hit right
Come in pairs like 2 socks Me and you against the world like 2pac And i hope you got your crew locked Can we puff to 2 glocks Why you actin like your
pop 2 in her ????? [Hook] - 2X [Cam'Ron] That's 2 and out. Let's go Dennis. You movin' slow Dennis Let's go Dennis. That's 2 and out good work.
he got a peal So you can read em like that That niggas not a dawg he's a mutherfuckin cat [Chorus: x2] It's the Devious Minds that'll make em do these
the remix - PAIN [Verse 5: Fat Joe] JMJ, my homey Mac Dre Big L, Big Pun, Big-gie (talk to 'em) 2Pac "Live and Die in L.A." (L.A.!) N.W.A., I used to
when they hate us and think 'Em a racist They say shit but fuck them, Shady one of the greatest like Biggie n' Pac was We started throwin cinthi and
Dream!!!! Radio killer!!!!! Aaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!! Yeah! (Yo I don't think they can handle this one man) Alright alright alright, call the radio and
The American Dream!!!! Radio killer!!!!! Aaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!! Yeah! (Yo I don't think they can handle this one man) Alright alright alright, call the radio
em Put it on em ass even if they got a team on em If they want beef tell em I can put the steam on it Or hit em with the scope or even leave it with a
it P.D.'s some really don't know a hit for shit Kick the bitch if you diss my hit, you might get pistol whipped Catch'em in the hall, hitt'em in the
with' me hollerin' 2 C's Wack and Pooh rider, them my niggaz from 2 P's. I smashed in the 90s and I run into 2 G's You ain't a gangbanger, so you run
means necessary Is you feelin me? Like titties and ass Is you feelin me? Like clockin some cash [CHORUS x2] [VERSE 2] We ain't bullshittin, dump a nigga up