see some baldin-ass niggaz and they slippin in my spot And, uh, diggin the plots (so what?) Checkin in the park, 'Pac [2Pac] We caught em sleepin, he
time fly - and all my motherfuckers/nigga can die [repeat 2X] [Khadafi] Back in the days we hustled for sneakers and beepers Nine-six for glocks cause
I hit you with 2 glocks and leave you with scar tissue On some loco shit My pistols smoke yo shit Lets go for dolo bitch And watch me flow yo shit Mr.
and i'm hangin wit' mine +So Much Pain+ Yeah I spend years doin' sicker shit If I cried the tears would prolly be blood and liquor mixed And you ain't
Scar And My Tattoos When We Headed For My Hide Out, Act Right I'm A Playa When I Ride Out, Thats Right What's Ya Phone Numba [Hook: {2pac}] Baby Its
and i'm hangin wit' mine +So Much Pain+ Yeah I spend years doin' sicker shit If I cried the tears would prolly be blood and liquor mixed And you ain'
watchin time fly - and all my motherfuckers/nigga can die [repeat 2X] [Khadafi] Back in the days we hustled for sneakers and beepers Nine-six for glocks