2pac

montana of 300

i gotta shoot a video to this shit

you know spit at the camera

i'm balling tatted

bitch i'm feeling like 2pac

all eyez on me

these haters let these bitches watch

picture me rolling

smiling

thugging with two glocks

fuck all that jealous shit my nigga i'm too hot

i'm balling tatted

bitch i'm feeling like 2pac

all eyez on me

these haters let these bitches watch

picture me rolling

smiling

thugging with two glocks

fuck all that jealous shit my nigga i'm too hot

i been a killa

go on and push me

my 40 liquor shots have got a thing for eating pussy

it done blew some niggas down

yeah r.i.p. to tookie

had to dip and leave him wet

that's how i do him

milk and cookies

took my mom out that hood life

finally showed her that good life

my pockets fat

my money tall

i be ballin' like suge knight

my sons ballin'

i'm present

i'm at the game like i'm birdie

and plus my killas on point

they up in the bleachers with 30s

boy you soft as fuck

you done talked enough

gonna send it up

bitch toss it up

if you want smoke

let's spark it up

boy i'm known to dump

ooh garbage truck

put the lead in 'em

no sharpin' us

say su woo

bitch cough it up

that's toe tag

do 'em so bad

they don't wanna open this coffin up

i'm bishop

i got the juice now

t up like a ref if you too foul

whoever stepped up

i'ma shoot down

ready for whatever

my crew wild

rush hours

i drop 'em like juntao

original gangster

i drew down

i'm good with the heat

i put 'em in the sheet

and my gun like a ghost

it go boo-yeah

i'm balling tatted

bitch i'm feeling like 2pac

all eyez on me

these haters let these bitches watch

picture me rolling

smiling

thugging with two glocks

fuck all that jealous shit my nigga i'm too hot

i'm balling tatted

bitch i'm feeling like 2pac

all eyez on me

these haters let these bitches watch

picture me rolling

smiling

thugging with two glocks

fuck all that jealous shit my nigga i'm too hot

they sent my motherfucking father

they created a savage

bandana on me

had my homie

but i ain't a mechanic

cold as an avalanche

whoever in my way getting damaged

so if it's me against the world

y'all better pray for the planet

niggas changed on me

i ain't mad at ya

big euros on you half steppers

try to stop the shine in me

bad weather

i am bad news like a sad letter

i work that stick like donatello

i shoot like lamelo

soon as i blow bitch you gon' know if heaven got a ghetto

i got the crown on lock

sauce dripping down my socks

way before rap

i used to get pounds and blocks

i went out of town and copped

pistols i'm toting

you don't wanna picture me rollin'

i circle around ya block

i pulled down the stock

soon as i get around the ops

boom

boom

boom

clowns get dropped

my nina blow

knock niggas down

that bitch so thotty

go hoe take clothes

pop out

and throw a gangsta party

i been that gunna

it ain't shit to catch a body

i'll get you gone

gon' make a song

and rap about it

i'm balling tatted

bitch i'm feeling like 2pac

all eyez on me

these haters let these bitches watch

picture me rolling

smiling

thugging with two glocks

fuck all that jealous shit my nigga i'm too hot

i'm balling tatted

bitch i'm feeling like 2pac

all eyez on me

these haters let these bitches watch

picture me rolling

smiling

thugging with two glocks

fuck all that jealous shit my nigga i'm too hot