2Pac
First of all, fuck the clique and the bitch you came
Uptown, do or die, came equipped with flame
She was all on my line, had to switch my lane
Had to switch it up and give me a whole different dame
Got me a different flame, got me a 20 piece now
Ooh, watch her bust it down like I do the whole pound
Niggas still smokin' huff, better put that shit down
Gettin' high off butane, you lame, know how
Second of all, fuck the spliff and the bic you flame
Keep on smokin' all that huff, it's gon pinch your brain
Had a bitch change on me, I'ma take the blame
Now any nigga she get with, I know it ain't the same
We was cool in the beginning, now it ain't the same
Had to draw the lines, had to pave my own lane
Movin' in silence, movin' at my own pace
Watch the money pilin', it can't fit in my old safe
Third of all, fuck the myths, you ain't that, you claim
I been flexin' on them crab niggas, no obey
Juggin' like the old days, got the juice O.J
And if they changed on you, they just really show old ways
Thought I had a real one, I just had four play
Since you had me fucked up, it's gon' go both ways
I been grindin' out the gate and I ain't ride no waves
I been grindin' out the gate and I ain't ride no waves
Ayy, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I been grindin' out the gate and I ain't ride no waves
I been grindin' out the gate and I ain't ride no waves
Streets tryna take my soul, tryna take my peace
My dawg keep goin' to the trees and he ain't got no leash
It's a million ways to get it, he relied on the streets
It's a prison in a prison that the mind don't see
Stay woke, and I ain't even talk 'bout sleep
I ain't worried about my legs on my legacy
My old leg saw me better, now she back on me
Old leg now she better, now she back on D
First of all, fuck the clique and that bitch who came
Uptown, do or die, came equipped with flame
Second of all, fuck the spliff and that bic you flame
Keep on smokin' all that huff, it's gon' pinch your brain
Third of all, fuck the myths, you ain't that, you claim
I been flexin' on them crab niggas, no obey
I been flexin' on them crab niggas, no obey
Nigga changed on you, they just really show old ways, ayy
I been grindin' out the gate and I ain't ride no waves
I been grindin' out the gate and I ain't ride no waves
I been grindin' out the gate and I ain't ride no waves
Flaze
Uptown, do or die, came equipped with flame
She was all on my line, had to switch my lane
Had to switch it up and give me a whole different dame
Got me a different flame, got me a 20 piece now
Ooh, watch her bust it down like I do the whole pound
Niggas still smokin' huff, better put that shit down
Gettin' high off butane, you lame, know how
Second of all, fuck the spliff and the bic you flame
Keep on smokin' all that huff, it's gon pinch your brain
Had a bitch change on me, I'ma take the blame
Now any nigga she get with, I know it ain't the same
We was cool in the beginning, now it ain't the same
Had to draw the lines, had to pave my own lane
Movin' in silence, movin' at my own pace
Watch the money pilin', it can't fit in my old safe
Third of all, fuck the myths, you ain't that, you claim
I been flexin' on them crab niggas, no obey
Juggin' like the old days, got the juice O.J
And if they changed on you, they just really show old ways
Thought I had a real one, I just had four play
Since you had me fucked up, it's gon' go both ways
I been grindin' out the gate and I ain't ride no waves
I been grindin' out the gate and I ain't ride no waves
Ayy, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I been grindin' out the gate and I ain't ride no waves
I been grindin' out the gate and I ain't ride no waves
Streets tryna take my soul, tryna take my peace
My dawg keep goin' to the trees and he ain't got no leash
It's a million ways to get it, he relied on the streets
It's a prison in a prison that the mind don't see
Stay woke, and I ain't even talk 'bout sleep
I ain't worried about my legs on my legacy
My old leg saw me better, now she back on me
Old leg now she better, now she back on D
First of all, fuck the clique and that bitch who came
Uptown, do or die, came equipped with flame
Second of all, fuck the spliff and that bic you flame
Keep on smokin' all that huff, it's gon' pinch your brain
Third of all, fuck the myths, you ain't that, you claim
I been flexin' on them crab niggas, no obey
I been flexin' on them crab niggas, no obey
Nigga changed on you, they just really show old ways, ayy
I been grindin' out the gate and I ain't ride no waves
I been grindin' out the gate and I ain't ride no waves
I been grindin' out the gate and I ain't ride no waves
Flaze
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