там не иду Давно сбился со счета вот оно как Дежавю в снах, крылья, а пепел на рукавах Но я буду счастлив с тобой, my love Я лечу к тебе, я лечу на
my kisses, And my loving But ain't nobody, Better than us [Pre-chorus: Rihanna] Now I look back on the time That we spent and I see it in my mind Playing
we buy (some beans)?? These stacks is bulgin' out my jeans You know these hoes be on my nuts Take in the rims on da truck Schemin' tryin' to take my bucks
"Nobody's, closing me out of my business" [repeat 2X] [2Pac] My definition of a thug nigga "Nobody's, closing me out of my business" [Verse One: 2Pac
roll you hold my pistol, my gangsta bitch-ich You always in the mood for love, that's why I'm sleepin witchu Though not the man of your dreams, my plan
inside the palms of my empty hands Just picture me rollin Flossin a Benz on rims that isn't stolen My dreams is censored, my hopes are gone I'm like
you alone [Repeat] [Chorus: x2] [2Pac:] Hahah [Ludacris:] You know [2Pac:] I know how it is sometimes [Ludacris:] I know exactly what you talking about [2Pac
up! Tell my young black males, blaze up! Life's a mess don't stress, test I'm givin but be thankful that you're livin, blessed Much love to my brothers
, enemies die Wonder when we all pass is anybody listenin? Got my, hands on my semi shotty, everybody's bitchin Please God can you understand me, bless my
hell, enemies die Wonder when we all pass is anybody listenin? Got my, hands on my semi shotty, everybody's bitchin Please God can you understand me, bless my
your pistols in the air Where my soldiers at Where my soldiers at Where my soldiers Where my soldiers at Where my soldiers Where my soldiers at
[2Pac - over background voices] My ghetto love song, hahaha, let's be friends.. (Where my niggaz at? Where my niggaz where my bitches? Where my niggaz
Pac] Ay come on JoJo ('Pac.. hahaha) Yeah that type of shit (maybe it's the thug in me) You know what time it is (maybe it's the thug in me) [2Pac] By
is (maybe it's the thug in me) [2Pac] By age thirteen I was buckwild, good at my knuckle game Made it through a tough childhood never be the same Walked in my
Glocks all the time my mind's full of thoughts of ends I'm still rolling my bucket but I bought me a Benz (tadow) My fake friends say they love me but
"Nobody's, closing me out of my business" (repeat 2X) [2Pac] My definition of a thug nigga "Nobody's, closing me out of my business" Verse One: 2Pac
that side of the story So uhh, we finna do this shit like this It's like I tell my niggaz, keep your eyes on these bitches They love to G a nigga young