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Artist：2Pac/Obie Trice |
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Hahah! Yeah ************* ************* that gin & juice (Hennessy) |
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Just pour me a glass of that dark *************t |
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That's right |
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[Obie] Ay pour me some of that too baby! |
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[Chorus] |
| [2Pac] |
They wanna knows my role model, it's in a brown bottle |
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[Obie] Yo what's our mother****** motto *************? Hennessy |
| [2Pac] |
They wanna knows my role model, it's in a brown bottle |
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[Obie] You know our mother****** motto (Hennessy) |
| [2Pac] |
Hahaha, y'all *************z can't ************* with this ol' thug *************t |
| [2Pac] |
Hennessy |
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[Obie] That's what you sippin on, now what's your name *************? |
| [2Pac] |
Big ballin-ass ************* named 'Pac |
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[Verse One: 2Pac] |
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Now I was born in the gutter facin life or death |
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I was a thug ever since my mama gave me breath |
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These mother******s wanna see me die, so who am I |
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to try to warn 'em, I buck and bomb 'em, them *************z fry |
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Hey, remember me? Down that Hennessy |
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The ************* you don't wanna see, let me procede |
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My definition of some thug *************t, y'all don't hear me |
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Now that it's poppin ain't no love ************* |
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I maintain in the game in the gutter's where I still kick it |
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I'm tryin to hustle up a meal ticket |
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I'm still wicked in my ways, a hustler 'til my dyin days |
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Ain't nuttin wrong with gettin paid, so ************* blaze |
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Cause we some mother****** fools |
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Walkin through the streets wearin jewels, breakin *************z makin moves |
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Even the cops can't stop us, my enemies flip |
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when they see me drink a fifth of that Hennessy |
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[Chorus] |
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[Obie] That's what I'm sippin on, now let me tell 'em who I be |
| [2Pac] |
Big ballin-ass ************* named Trice |
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[Verse Two: Obie Trice] |
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Now I was born in Detroit on the side that's West |
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Troubled child comin up I had to ride I guess |
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Tried to apply myself, them *************z was ballin |
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My mama couldn't tell me *************t, the streets was callin |
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I was often involved with *************z breakin the law |
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I look back, 'Pac *************, we was bankin off raw |
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P-Funk got it pumpin, he had the connects |
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Threw the sack to his lil' *************z workin the set |
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And if you got it you gettin wet, ************* bet on that |
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Don't come around hurr on that floss *************t |
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Detroit *************z off *************t |
| [2Pac] |
Robbin *************z in the do'ways |
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[Obie] That's right |
| [2Pac] |
With my four-four, that's the sure way |
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And this your road days, 'All Eyez on Me' |
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We was loonie I suppose, you could |
| [2Pac] |
Die homie |
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O. Trice always rep his block |
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Pass the Henn and that ice, I'm on a track with 'Pac ************* |
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[Chorus] |
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[Obie Trice] |
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Yeah, ay 'Pac, 'Pac, ************* Detroit love you boy |
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You put it down out here, I mean, y'know |
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Me and my family, my friends, ************* we ride for you always |
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'2Pacalypse Now' 'til infinity boy, forever |
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Shady Records, Afeni Shakur, whattup? Yeah |
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Obie Trice, pour out a lil' liquor ************* |