Bang Bang - 2Pac (图派克)

Bang

Bang bang

I'm in the ground

Bang bang

You shot me down

Bang bang I used to shoot you

I started out come

Swirm out the hood rap

Listen to the radio mission that I could rap

But nothing change and I'm stuck in the game

'Cause everybody in the inch that's f**kin' with main listen'

I gotta swim but go way to my own thang

Drops the conversations to back and let the phone ring

Niggas they won't see vibe 97 I've been catching motherf**ker

Dallas out and if I catch another gaize

Lord knows how to hear

You gotta player in your court room

Feed them lot of creamy up and down a lot of bag

'Cause livin' at the thug

Got my best dough stress

And let em' let me know love

Baby they see me rollin'

Lookin' all those creamin' holdin'

I guess this is what you've been yes

And get your a** swollen

Open the heaven above and love the hustle up

Use the hearts ni**a on the earth to every bustin' up

My homies tell me up mah heart

F**kin' feelin's Imma try to make a million

Since it started with cold hearted

With just an a** that'll blast at passport

Envy on mah clip 'til on the man they as fort

We met the feely up in a motherf**ker

We played braid now we done crops ha ha

Ni**a talk a lot a nonsense I chose to know

I won't they ready for

Ha ha

Now now it's in dug on the deep

With mah niggas come f**kers ha ha ha ha

Now it's in dug on the deep

With mah niggas come f**kers

It's all good

Watching these clown giving me love when I'm high

My outlaw baby I'll be thug until I die

And my drop top drop it low

Life is a rapstar hustle like a crack free

'Til you catch me

Go out somebody to your show

Watch them niggas on the sight on my nice cope

Hit 'em white d**e got mah ni**a 25 a light strip

Got but I have all the baddest things in life

When Mac in villi

A born leader to millimeter

Change a ni**a suits you like a schizophrenic

Palm reader yeah

Form out of babala breed see the mid sellin'

Heaven to earth and the strong will live

Hitting w**d like it's alright

I'm in the studio make a music all night ha ha

My enemy's proud whenever I rhyme

They hate it to the death

Tryna beat me out my last breathe

Whatchu gonna do

Now it's gone the deep

With mah niggas come f**kers ha ha ha ha