Artist: Jim Jones
Album: Diary Of A Summer (2005)
Title: Tupac Joint
Lyrics Tupac JointRumors dat was sed
Shot in cold blood
To up in ma head
Can't talk, phone bugged
Somebody want me dead but I'm still flossin
I rock ma jewelry thru da scurriest streets
I keep ma ear to da streets
And I ain't scared of police
Lord knows dat I got various beefs
So could you pray for da week
You know da rules pray on da sheet
So we hussle everyday of da week
That's why we fuck up all da paper we see
We hit da clubs fuckin' ladies for free
Gettin' drunk off and hazin' da v
And every couple days we get sweeped
Around da clock we bumpin' and clickin'
You gotta watch cuz when they come they be blitzin'
Now this is for ma homies n da thugs
One million in da truck
And da crome full of sluts (fully automatic)
You fuckin' phoneys you get plugged (boom)
Wit' ma ____ niggaz for life
Da streetz is in ma blood
Now this is for ma homies n da thugs
One million in da truck
And da crome full of sluts (fully automatic)
You fuckin' phoneys you get plugged (boom)
Wit' ma ____ niggaz for life
Da streetz is in ma blood
Ya niggaz dyin'
While you huffin' niggaz is hidin'
Might be strapped but you runnin' and ain't ridin'
So I'm slidin' 2 dat place down da hill
Where da homies is murdered and when is poppin' down da kill
On da real
Da only way a motherfucka try to survive
Is knowin' dat he 'bout to die
And ride
I tol' face he was da reales' in da game
And he smiled and tol' me Pac was da realest
That they came in da jungle
I walk like I'm da king of da beasts
So when you duck cut and keep movin' cuz I'm swingin' da heat
i might go out of town
Move fakin' is none of dat
And never leave up out da hood da way I can't come back
Fuck dat
Hussein in da street game frame
Life is a struggle
So what da heat take game
I'm ghetto
Dont ever think I'm hearins not me
Cuz I love this motherfucker like pills and a hot tea
Now this is for ma homies and ma thugs
One million in da truck
And da crome full of sluts (fully automatic)
You fuckin' phoneys you get plugged (boom)
Wit' ma ____ niggaz for life
Da streetz is in ma blood
Now this is for ma homies and ma thugs
One million in da truck
And da crome full of sluts (fully automatic)
You fuckin' phoneys you get plugged (boom)
Wit' ma ____ niggaz for life
Da streetz is in ma blood
While ya act like I'm new to this
Mack to da uzi clip
When it com' to da beef
We all packed like Louis Rich
Battlin' is ludacris
Half for ya uterus
Matter of fact Jimmy pass me da kufiilish
What you think niggaz got goons for
Da mass menace at ya door like a costume ball
Ma flow is like when you throw a Pac tune on
Da only time you get tax is when you cop new gords dog
I make it happen wit no sarcasm
So it ain't da station wagon when you see me dodge magnums
Get it if iont hit you when da clip fills
Like da show of da blind date
Ya kno da 5th will
Break niggaz like big bills
When it kills
Sit still
Shit real
Listen you a kid's meal
And I eat those
Reload
Heat blown
Kitos
Key loads
We go be smoked
Now this is for ma homies and ma thugs
One million in da truck
And da crome full of sluts (fully automatic)
You fuckin' phoneys you get plugged (boom)
Wit' ma ____ niggaz for life
Da streetz is in ma blood |
