Biggie & Tupac (feat. Jay Ca$h)

Steady mobbin' down 295 lookin' for steelo
My face a coupon in my county
This shit a sequel
Picture me rollin' in my Chrysler 200 taking over the county
I can't even stop till them niggas want a bounty from me
Double A PD been huntin' me for a while
It's menacing when I smile makaveli in my veins again
Told Jay Ca$h these niggas ain't got no style
They ain't seen real in a while
Said we gon be back on the Double A scene again

Yeah
To the top is where I'm headed though
Known to get them keys and make them mothafuckas adios
And disappear like I'm a ghost
andela
Straight to the racks and told the plug he needa vamonos
Double A's leading like geronimo
Big cash say that shit with respect
You know the vibes hit the stu
And get that shit off my chest
While I get high
No cap it bring different feel
Shoot to DC I'm making plays just like I'm Bradley Build
If it ain't about paper end of discussion
You might be ringing bells but my shit like percussion
You ain't hear a nigga rap like me
Everyday straight like it's Christmas how I wrap that tree
If you really want that feature better have that fee
Cause I resemble something great just like I'm B.I.G forreal
Yeah It's that J-A-Y C-A moneysign H
You should see the ladies face
When I walk up in the place
It's a smorgasbord of a women so I went and grabbed a plate
My time to shine was overdue without an expiration date nigga

And still I see no changes
Fuckin with my possy you must wanna see hells angels
I'm a warrior never steppin back when I sniff danger
They wanna see me bail but I'm still locked in cages
Swear I'm mad man crazy
Hail marry for the brick every season
Know that we gon mob for the click
What you needin'
Every time I step on the block 'nother demon
Posted on the corner
With killas strippers and cops tryna feed us poison
Swear if my gun bark he ain't makin' noises
Rap game just been filled with some petty choices
So I bang thug life killuminati voices
And when I get free they gon be needin' toilets

More ganja smoke roll please
You know the zaza have me way up in the nosebleeds
I swear I diddybop every time I flip a whole P
And get straight to the racks
With the left just like janobli
24 ounces of the momba whats that kobe
I'm one of the realest I bet ya lil shorty know me
Car start with a button what that mean I need no keys
It's easy to go ham with other niggas is bologna

Said I ain't from uptown swear these crackas is below me
Said this ain't no fentanyl its crack that killed my homie
I don't scramble coke and smack but I can zip compress a pack
The load just came from Portland It's the one like Jared Jack
The one with the vacuum seal just so niggas know it's real
Pain and the liquor spill peep if my woe grab the steal

Yeah they know that we keep it real
Tell the label no 360 we need bigger deals



Credits
Writer(s): Jay Cash, Michal Deangelo Billups
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