Smooth – P.Y.T. (Playa Young Thug) (ft. Tupac Shakur)
Smooth is the shit and this track is fucking dope.
Smooth – P.Y.T. (Playa Young Thug) (ft. Tupac Shakur)
Smooth is the shit and this track is fucking dope.
Hard words is spoken, many promises broken,
As if it’s useless to hope, they got me constantly smoking,
My role model was a cold bottle of O.E,
Surrounded by my closest homies but nobody knows me,
I pray to God, it ain’t easy,
Half the cops in California got a hard on to squeeze me,
Running through the backstreets, hopping over fences,
Trying to shake the fucking K-9s, running around senseless,
I’ll probably be a mystery to many, but a legend to some,
I’ve been a man for many women, but a husband for none,
In case you see me out in traffic, looking nervous and high,
My hands, holding my pistols will they serve us or die?
May God forgive me for my crooked ways, I didn’t mean it,
Knew I’d fall in love with money the first day that I seen it,
Maybe now they can understand, my occupation,
It’s clear that my only fear of death is reincarnation.
Tupac Shakur – Reincarnation (OG) (ft. The Outlawz)
This Ain’t Livin’ (OG) by Tupac Shakur
Nigga – I hear even the smaller G’s be dippin’ Chevy Impalas,
While flossing they gold D’s, O.G.’s, is who they follow,
We swallow tomorrow’s seed, what we leave is hollow,
We feed violence and greed, let ‘em lead tomorrow,
In time, they grip a nine, sippin’ wine – they wild,
Still I be starin’, watch the parents sacrifice they child,
The love’s gone, a thug’s home, with no love,
Feeling so strong, make young boys into drug lords,
Now one for adolescents, now dos for dose,
Keep yo’ friends by your side, even close your foes,
Now three for Johnny Law tryin to make my chips,
I never pulled the trigger, didn’t touch that bitch,
Throw yo’ hands in the air, it’s a robbery,
(It’s Snoop Dogg) thinkin’ ‘Pac, would you ride with me,
Let’s go see what our enemies talkin’ ’bout,
When G’s enter the house nobody’s walking out,
This ain’t livin’, it’s similar to prison, we trapped,
My homies jealous plus they tell us that the phones is tapped,
I watch my back twenty-fo’ seven,
And never let a busta send a G to ghetto heaven, you know!
This is how it goes when we floss with foes,
Before I toss yo’ ho, it’ll cost you mo’,
I do shows, make a lot of dough, murder my foes,
But I’d give it all up, if it would help you grow,
This ain’t livin’.
Never Had A Friend Like Me (OG) by Tupac Shakur
How can I be blamed, forgive me Lord I’m insane,
In search of fame, won’t hurt to change,
Follow in the foot steps of past dealers,
Equipped with ski masks, no witnesses as we blast fearless,
Maybe now they’ll feel us, in this act of war,
More casualties, no survivors,
Any man that defies us, quickly dies, cause we Ridahs,
In my quest for chips, we wear vests,
Equipped with automatic fire, we reply when my enemies trip,
Me and you against the nation, whispering while we conversatin’
Cause niggaz died over information,
How much more can we take?
Expect us all to wait,
The world ain’t ready for us yet,
So let’s make Clinton pay,
They never wanted us to make it,
Everything that we posses,
We had to fight and take it,
I think the president is smoking weed,
Bumpin’ this beat,
Makin’ a livin’ out of my misery,
Till he got a friend like me.
If U Really Want It (Let ‘Em Have It) (ft. Storm) by Tupac Shakur
“What do you mean, can you scream, let it go, biatch!”
Lmao, his second verse is so raw.
2Pac – I Wonder If Heaven got a Ghetto – R U Still Down?/1997
Ghetto Ghost (OG Vibe) by Tupac Shakur
R U Still Down? (Remember Me) by Tupac Shakur
Tupac Amaru Shakur (June 16, 1971 – September 13, 1996)
Forever in our hearts.