your, real to the fullest If you had a trigga, nigga you pull it R.i.p to my thug niggas, see you in the prose Rough from master p, much love nigga!
번역: 마스터 피. RIP 투팍.
번역: 자연. 립 투팍.
different ghetto names I can't be tamed I'm a G to my heart I can't be changed I've been breaking these niggaz down from the start I'm hearing shit up
stock market You know what I'm talkin' about? I'm talkin' 'bout some ends and some motherfuckin' dividends So all you bitch ass niggas can R.I.P. In
I stuck with 'UB40' then I woulda been in love But I didn't, I got involved Cypress fucking hill taught me to make a fucking bomb So I started, I bought
mic, you can see I'm blessed Some say I'm the One, like KRS Shoutout to Clue, Flex and Doo Wop R.I.P. Big L, Pun, Biggie and Tupac Flow so sick somebody
I guarantee I won't miss you if I use the dot I'm Slim Thugga motherfucker, best respect my G Or they gon' say they name after R.I.P. How dare you pussy
I'm startin' to tain Rest in peace Tupac The shadow of kings I shakin' the box Come to my mansion You want to fuck nigga Pay attention to what I'm talking I
Michael Jackson, James Brown, Tupac, R. Kelly OJ Simpson, Mike Tyson, Kobe Bryant, Jay-Z, Mystikal P. Diddy, Allen Iverson, Snoop Dogg, DMX Styles P
Hova in the house, world wide hustler R-O-C, D-P-G motherfuckers.. B-I-G still talkin through the voice of I For Tupac they yellin ra-da-da-da-da-da
now! [chorus: Biggie Sound] I'm so gangster I'll send up this letter to the gangsta queen I'm so gangster R.I.P. To B.I.G. [verse 2: Biggie Sound & (
I represent the colors that never run God bless D.M.C., God bless reverend run R.I.P. for the J.M.J. Tell big and Scott Larock that we all say hey Be like "Tupac
day one when I came upon the scene For this mic I fiend respect, played a part before the cream I figure respect last longer because cream come and go I
Don't get with no young bitch and hit it She PG-13, you rated R, she not permitted Do check for ID, whenever chillin' V.I.P. With fly shorty P.Y.T.
-set is not to have to squeeze it Used to be at peace now we use t-shirts And it reads R.I.P. 'cause the peace dead When I walk through the slums like
like we supposed Young Hova in the house, world wide hustler R O C, D P G motherfuckers B I G still talkin' through the voice of I For Tupac they yellin
