hands up Everybody wont you stand up All you sexy mamas in the damn club Cause this is how we do Hook (Daffy) x4 This is how we do Verse 2 (Spyro ?
game [Chorus] [Z-Ro:] I'm a one man army I don't need no help my nigga Cause you a buster how could I love yah The only one l love besides myself is
.P.D. act like dick heads Cause they wanna know what we're smoking, and how much coedine in our big red And we stay draped in VVS diamonds, VS1's And we don't tolerate jackers, we
again What will I do for food Living in the ghetto turning boys to men Crooked cops and killers interrupt my mission Tell me will I ever pimp my penn again Hustling is all I can do
things. I a do know ya up front man. Yes me brother, Sky the yes sir. And the easy, we all easy, now we all smoke weed as one Now listen I tell ya, the
you at? Yo a motherfucking army Do it to them Do it to them They love the way we do it to them We do it to them Calvary [Verse 1: Tupac] Suppress
night changed it all 'Pac] In the late night Last night.. (I don't give a fuck, where you gon'.. be .. do it myself) [Pac] In the late night [Fatal] Around my way we
"Alright now, here we go" Verse One: 2Pac Tell me, how many real motherfuckers feel me? I smoke a blunt and freak the funk until these jealous motherfuckers
's gonna be alright, don't trip baby *inhales* It'll get better... *coughing* Ay do this Thug style main, Thug style When this whole beat drop we just
[talking: 2Pac] Hehehe (we can throw it off nigga) 2 niggas about to have a fight, look, look (we can throw it off nigga) (What's up nigga? What's up
And we talk it over peacefully Four little angels of peace are we There is one thing on which we agree We'll shout and we'll shell We'll get each other
clip Leaning to the right side army guns big chips Wine candy on the strip You know how we get it when we coming with the flip Cus we running with the
tell them! We in the hood, getting money, we swelling Bigger than life, you know it's the cheaper price Bigger your stripes, you know what we doing tonight We getting it right, we
the clip Leaning to the right side army guns big chips Wine candy on the strip You know how we get it when we coming with the flip Cus we running with
tracks Let me get down and just relax We gettin down y'all We gettin down y'all We gettin down like this We gettin down y'all We gettin down Like
back a world that was once ours Let's regain the power and we will love what we've become Let's take the world we will show you how Your time has come
gang of niggas. We tryin to organize more than just a posse of niggas. We tryin to organize a God damn army. Now we didn't think we gon' keep it real
