up But we they just don't give a f**k They just don't give a f**k I gotta give my f**k offs f**k you to the San FranCisco police department f**k you
aimin at my head but I still wear my vest I don't give a f**k motherf**kers I'm loc They all duckin when my gun smoke cause you ain't s**t without your
I rise [Ta'He] Still I (still I) I rise (I rise) Please give me to the sky (the sky) And if (and if) I die (I die) I don't want you to cry [Hussein
You want us to fight your war What the f**k I'm fightin for? s**t, I ain't got no love here I ain't had a check all year Taxin, all the blacks and police
dumpin [Chorus] - Trick Daddy version [Chorus] - 2Pac version [2Pac] 'Til the day I die [T.D.] THUG LIFE! [2Pac] Still ballin.. motherf**kers still ballin [2Pac
still I rise [Ta'He] Still I (still I) I rise (I rise) Please give me to the sky (the sky) And if (and if) I die (I die) I don't want you to cry [Hussein
of your grill when I'm stealin' They don't believe I'm crazy so I guess I got to kill you Push from the shoulder I get wicked I'm at the top of the crack
t forget we livin in a warzone [Verse 1] Bouncers actin like cops in the club Mothefuck around and get dropped in the club They don't play enough 2Pac
famous everybody know my flow is chainless and that's how i remain is T-I-P, K-I-N-G, O-F-D-A-S-O, a U-T-H labeled as one of the greatest when it comes
make it fast You goin' let it drip a little Then I'm a make it splash Boxer than a doggy bag I be hungry, later man Man, I'm a f-cken king Look what's
Luv nigga what time is it yo I don't give a f**k where you lay at it's time to slay these bitch made niggas [Bizzy-overlapping Pac] Pac Pac run wit
I could give a f**k I'd be the first one to bomb and cuss Nigga tell me how you want it [Chorus] [Verse Three: 2Pac] Raised as a youth, tell the truth I
drip a little Then I'm a make it splash Box it in a doggy bag I be hungry, later man Man, I'm a f-cken king Look what's on my f-cken chest Startin'
of a song to comprehend what I'm sayin' It aint a single if it don't fly It aint a hit if it don't ride Now he couldn't tell me the components of a smash
one more time Chorus X2 I run a hundred miles just so I can MC Villian want that bomb so I get with L.T. Ain't nothin' changed We find 'em, f**k 'em
Chorus:] Yo f-u-c-k-f-b-I cops, you niggas don't like my shit I tell them niggas suck a dirty dick with gonorrhea on the tip I'm getting money courtesy
