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Pac's Life Remix

Pac's Life专辑

  • Artist:2Pac/Ashanti/T.I.
    [LT Hutton talking]
    Uh oh, Uh oh, Oh!, Oh!, Oh!
    They ain't ready for this
    LT Hutton
    T.I.
    Ashanti
    It's that new 'Pac y'all
    [Chorus: Ashanti]
    Pac's life
    (Everybody need's to chill)
    Everybody talking 'bout Pac's life
    (It's Tupac the king)
    What do you know about Pac's life
    (What do you know? What do you know?)
    (Only real ****** stay on top)
    Everybody talking 'bout Pac's life
    (Outlawz)
    [Verse One: Tupac]
    Started with five shots, ****** plotting to kill him
    Never figured that, that same ***** sell five million
    Hit the charts like a mad man nothing but hits
    Court cases got a ***** facing multiple digits
    Dodging cop cars look how we come so far
    Picture a high school drop out
    Rolling a double R
    House full of happiness, **** and drank
    Way out
    So when trouble tried to find me can't
    Never visioned living longer than my twenty first
    Thought I'd locked down, cracked out or in the dirt
    And though it hurts to see the change
    It comes with the fame
    Watch them gossip in this silly game
    To all the motherf****r's speaking down on me this is the night
    Why's everybody caught up In Pac's life?
    To all y'all ******
    Conversating on my life
    Mind your motherf****ng business
    [Chorus]
    [Verse Two: T.I]
    I remember that
    Ay
    What's happening Pac
    Yeah I know we never to meet
    But we know all the same people so we got to speak
    You taught me first, fake ***** can't stop a G
    And all the s*it you went through
    Meant a lot to me
    But when they locked you up for for nothing it was shame to see
    You we know the crack came and did the same thing to me
    I get along with real ****** it's the lane to be
    Talking loud out of pocket tryna bang with me
    And so I pull it out my pocket let it rain you see
    Now they all in the court room blaming me
    See we ain't live the same life but represent the same struggle
    Power to the real ****** death to the sucker's
    Money over b*****s, get to know 'em for you love 'em
    Death before dishonour never talk to undercover's
    Live by the same rules so I minus the tattoo's
    With the same sort of dude with he same short fuse
    [Chorus]
    [Verse Three: Tupac]
    I want money in large amounts
    My garage full of cars that bounce
    Moving my tapes in major weight cause every dollar counts
    Busters is jealous and half these ****** is punks
    They running off at the mouth till I fill it up with my pump
    They jump my automatic keep 'em weary
    While you fronting like you Billy Bad Ass
    ***** you scary
    I been knowing you for years
    We was high school peers
    In Junior High
    I was itching' to kill
    And you was, 'Ready To Die'
    While you bulls*itting ****** was dying and catching cases
    Busting my automatics at motherf****r's in foreign places
    Leaving no trace, they see my face and then they buried
    B*****s die in a hurry
    Still I ride, I'm never worried
    Mr. Makaveli tell me to ride and I'ma ride
    Pick my enemies out the crowd
    And motherf****r's die
    It's not the way I wanna live
    My ***** it's how it is
    Only real ****** stay on top
    [Chorus]
    Why are all you ****** all up in my s*it?
    Tell them motherf****r's
    Outlawz
    **** all y'all
  • Artist:2Pac/Ashanti/T.I.
    [LT Hutton talking]
    Uh oh, Uh oh, Oh!, Oh!, Oh!
    They ain't ready for this
    LT Hutton
    T.I.
    Ashanti
    It's that new 'Pac y'all
    [Chorus: Ashanti]
    Pac's life
    (Everybody need's to chill)
    Everybody talking 'bout Pac's life
    (It's Tupac the king)
    What do you know about Pac's life
    (What do you know? What do you know?)
    (Only real ****** stay on top)
    Everybody talking 'bout Pac's life
    (Outlawz)
    [Verse One: Tupac]
    Started with five shots, ****** plotting to kill him
    Never figured that, that same ***** sell five million
    Hit the charts like a mad man nothing but hits
    Court cases got a ***** facing multiple digits
    Dodging cop cars look how we come so far
    Picture a high school drop out
    Rolling a double R
    House full of happiness, **** and drank
    Way out
    So when trouble tried to find me can't
    Never visioned living longer than my twenty first
    Thought I'd locked down, cracked out or in the dirt
    And though it hurts to see the change
    It comes with the fame
    Watch them gossip in this silly game
    To all the motherf****r's speaking down on me this is the night
    Why's everybody caught up In Pac's life?
    To all y'all ******
    Conversating on my life
    Mind your motherf****ng business
    [Chorus]
    [Verse Two: T.I]
    I remember that
    Ay
    What's happening Pac
    Yeah I know we never to meet
    But we know all the same people so we got to speak
    You taught me first, fake ***** can't stop a G
    And all the s*it you went through
    Meant a lot to me
    But when they locked you up for for nothing it was shame to see
    You we know the crack came and did the same thing to me
    I get along with real ****** it's the lane to be
    Talking loud out of pocket tryna bang with me
    And so I pull it out my pocket let it rain you see
    Now they all in the court room blaming me
    See we ain't live the same life but represent the same struggle
    Power to the real ****** death to the sucker's
    Money over b*****s, get to know 'em for you love 'em
    Death before dishonour never talk to undercover's
    Live by the same rules so I minus the tattoo's
    With the same sort of dude with he same short fuse
    [Chorus]
    [Verse Three: Tupac]
    I want money in large amounts
    My garage full of cars that bounce
    Moving my tapes in major weight cause every dollar counts
    Busters is jealous and half these ****** is punks
    They running off at the mouth till I fill it up with my pump
    They jump my automatic keep 'em weary
    While you fronting like you Billy Bad Ass
    ***** you scary
    I been knowing you for years
    We was high school peers
    In Junior High
    I was itching' to kill
    And you was, 'Ready To Die'
    While you bulls*itting ****** was dying and catching cases
    Busting my automatics at motherf****r's in foreign places
    Leaving no trace, they see my face and then they buried
    B*****s die in a hurry
    Still I ride, I'm never worried
    Mr. Makaveli tell me to ride and I'ma ride
    Pick my enemies out the crowd
    And motherf****r's die
    It's not the way I wanna live
    My ***** it's how it is
    Only real ****** stay on top
    [Chorus]
    Why are all you ****** all up in my s*it?
    Tell them motherf****r's
    Outlawz
    **** all y'all