Tupac

[Produced by Hurt M Badd] [Intro: Russ] Pac [Hook x2: Russ] Come with me All these rappers sounding straight pussy What do we have here now Do you wanna' ride or die La-dadada-da-da-da-da Let me let Pac tell y'all something [2Pac] And if you wonder why I'm mad, check the record What's a nigga' gotta do to get respected [Verse 1: Russ] Now if you with me then you with me, no flip flopping Driving on this rode to the dreams, no pit stopping No criss-crossing, this ain't no Kid and Play I ain't crazy, but I'm 'bout, a fifth away Poor me up Sounding big on 2Pac shit, like Notorious Golden state of mind, this ain't no crime, we just Warriors And ever since I recognized what I was doing here I've been letting loose like fuck your rules, I got my crew in here Even though it's dwindle Me and Bugus, keep a closed circle Pouring up that Tanqueray, with freaks After we blow purple It's no hurdles Just opticals of illusion Loose in the booth I forgot to put my screws in Chopped, not slopped, up top, like Houston DJ Rucker got a mutha' fukka' out here woosin' [Hook x2: Russ] Come with me All these rappers sounding straight pussy What do we have here now Do you wanna' ride or die La-dadada-da-da-da-da [Outro: Russ] Yeah I don't know what else I gotta' do, so I've given y'all ten albums, of original beats and shit Since I was seventeen, so Now Imma' come and show y'all How to Rob Shoutout to 2Pac Imma' spazz on mutha' fu... Gettin' that ass on mutha' fu... Y'all know what it is