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Tupac Back (feat. Rick Ross)

Tupac back, Tupac back

There's all these bitches screamin' that Tupac back

All eyes on me, better Picture Me Rollin'

Ridin' brand new rims but them bitches is stolenStranded on Death Row, Brenda havin' my baby

But I'm stackin' my paper, I need a brand new Mercedes

They screamin' Tupac back, Tupac back

There's all these bitches screamin' that Tupac backHuh, Tupac back, I'm two glocks strapped

Rollin' down in Philly, this the new Iraq

Soon as I hit the hood, they screamin', "Who got whacked?"

It's a recession on the work, I'm screamin', "Who got crack?"I'm sippin' Hennessy, ridin' on my motherfuckin' enemies

Slidin' in the back, screamin' M-M-G

(Maybach Music)

Ten bitches and they dime, so it's TennesseeHail Mary, put my wrist on froze

Presidential is gold

Nigga, play with my money, my jeweler's liftin' his soul

Forty kick like in soccer, bullets hittin' the goal

Bitch, I'm like John Wall 'cause I just give 'em and goPlottin' on this new 7, I can picture me rollin'

Pockets look like they pregnant because them bitches is swollen

Gotta clip my cologne, all them snitches could hold 'em

Look at them motherfuckin' wheels, them bitches is stolen

They screamin'Tupac back, Tupac back

There's all these bitches screamin' that Tupac back

All eyes on me, better Picture Me Rollin'

Ridin' brand new rims but them bitches is stolenStranded on Death Row, Brenda havin' my baby

But I'm stackin' my paper, I need a brand new Mercedes

They screamin' Tupac back, Tupac back

There's all these bitches screamin' that Tupac backMommy a soldier, daddy is dead

Catch the nigga that did it and we gon' carry his head

Fuckin' 911, tell 'em have him in bed

I'm talkin' Death Row records, tell 'em have me a chairLet it burn, I'm screamin', "Free my nigga, Earl"

He's due in, no hesitation, we can't even get a turn

Got my Makaveli CD, then I listened, then I learned

Grabbed my Mac up off the dresser, my OG say hold it firmI'm dreamin' spittin' with Pac, talking ciphers with BIG

Try to send me upstate with the license we're big

Had me scrapin' my wax, sleepin' with my knife in the bed

They got a nigga on point like there's a price on my headI goin' max, got me knockin' suckers and they back

In these cells, raisin' hell, tryin' to get back to the trap

But don't ever get it twisted, it's Meek Millz spittin' facts

Plus somebody said they seen it and they mean it

So they started screamin'Tupac back, Tupac back

There's all these bitches screamin' that Tupac back

All eyes on me, better Picture Me Rollin'

Ridin' brand new rims but them bitches is stolenStranded on Death Row, Brenda havin' my baby

But I'm stackin' my paper, I need a brand new Mercedes

They screamin' Tupac back, Tupac back

There's all these bitches screamin' that Tupac back

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