Gettin high I think I'll die if I don't get no ends I'm in a bucket but I'm ridin it like it's a Benz I hit the strip I let my music buck drinkin liquor
Traduzione: 2pac. Mi sto Soldi.
get the dick quick while I'm getting rich, bitch Tried a lunatic, I flip and do some slick shit Nigga, I'm like Gotti, give me body Rob you for your drugs
I gank Guard your rank Cause I'm a slam your ass in a pang Puffy weaker than a fuckin' block I'm running through nigga And I'm smoking Junior Mafia In
So I stay (Sipping on my aray to keep my head fine And I'm where? Everywhere from here to bedtime) And I squeeze when I say I'm coming Straight gunning
Verse Two: 2Pac] courious spittin' lyrics on tha verge of furious i'm addicted to currency nigga that's why we're doin this I got shot up, I surprised
up, commencing to money makin' tactics It's getting drastic, niggas got automatics My fingers on the trigga, Tell the lord To make way for another straight Thug Nigga I'm sitting getting
enemies Sip off the Hennessey it's necessary to finish me I'm in this social immortal when it comes to the phone book Jersey them niggas they think I'm
[2Pac] A military mind nigga A military mind mean money A criminal grind nigga A criminal grind mean hustle You know [Chorus: 2Pac (repeat 2X)]
I hit the stage (Naaaa) Still I be getting lonely for you I'm coming home as soon as I make this pay (Make this pay) [Verse 2: 2Pac] I call you up long
Tupac (Pac) (Am I wrong cause I wanna get it on till I die?) It's that Tupac (Tupac) (Am I wrong cause I wanna get it on till I die?) It's that Tupac (Pac) (Get it on till I
Bone) Am I wrong cause I wanna get it on till I die? Am I wrong cause I wanna get it on till I die? Get it on till I die Get it on till I die Y'
way lyrical, man I gotta get him out I'ma pray till I do, believe in God I'm telling you [Hook: x2] Lord when you call, I'm ready All this chaos, is
