Kasinova The Don, 2Pac - 2Pac Back lyrics
[Kasinova The Don, 2Pac - 2Pac Back lyrics]
I'm back tHUG LIFE baby
Guess who's back guess who's back
Rick Ross talking facts like 2Pac's back
I'm a Thug till I die
Ain't nobody can stop me
You niggas getting too fly but
Your lyrics are sloppy so tell me
Guess who's back guess who's back
Rick Ross talking facts like 2Pac's back
I'm a Thug till I die
Ain't nobody can stop me
You niggas getting too fly but
Your lyrics are sloppy
Y'all need to Picture Me Rollin'
Look all the green that i'm holding
My enemies started choking
Because my pockets are swolling
My mama told me to watch 'em
Because these cowards be plotting
Equipped with automatic weapons
Guess you bastards forgot
My guillotine be mobbin' hard like
Killers in prison yards
Eat while you can because you
Punks is about to starve
Ain't no telling if felons will
Make it out without selling
In the cage im dwelling when
All my rage is yelling
I'm so addicted to getting lifted
I'm twisting the Swisher Suites
Perfected the game, label me MVP
I be screaming that 'THUG LIFE' because
I know they don't like it
Prepare my army for battle and
Watch me trigger a riot but now
Guess who's back guess who's back
Rick Ross talking facts like 2Pac's back
I'm a Thug till I die
Ain't nobody can stop me
You niggas getting too fly but
Your lyrics are sloppy so tell me
Guess who's back guess who's back
Rick Ross talking facts like 2Pac's back
I'm a Thug till I die
Ain't nobody can stop me
You niggas getting too fly but
Your lyrics are sloppy
I went from rags to riches
To worldwide living
I hit the baddest bitches when I left prison
Educated by drug dealing
Was playing for keeps
Destroying niggas careers everytime
When I sleep i ran with niggas with red
Laces and red bandanas
All my homies caught fed cases
With grams and hammers
Forgive me father, I'm troubled
Gs respecting my hustle it wasn't easy
Believe me I went through the struggle
My adversaries is burried
My girlfriend's worried
I start another raging gunfight
Lost in the fury initiated an outcast
They plot when the shots blast
Sipping on some Hennessy pouring a big glass
These chickens be assed out
The reason I cash out
They be wanting relations so meet me
Up in the glass house
Wanna fuck with the dead so
Imma eat like a zombie
Y'all took shots at my head but
Now you niggas can't find me but now
Guess who's back guess who's back
Rick Ross talking facts like 2Pac's back
I'm a Thug till I die
Ain't nobody can stop me
You niggas getting too fly but
Your lyrics are sloppy so tell me
Guess who's back guess who's back
Rick Ross talking facts like 2Pac's back
I'm a Thug till I die
Ain't nobody can stop me
You niggas getting too fly but
Your lyrics are sloppy
Guess who's back guess who's back
Rick Ross talking facts like 2Pac's back
I'm a Thug till I die
Ain't nobody can stop me
You niggas getting too fly but
Your lyrics are sloppy so tell me
Guess who's back guess who's back
Rick Ross talking facts like 2Pac's back
I'm a Thug till I die
Ain't nobody can stop me
You niggas getting too fly but
Your lyrics are sloppy
Y'all need to Picture Me Rollin'
Look all the green that i'm holding
My enemies started choking
Because my pockets are swolling
My mama told me to watch 'em
Because these cowards be plotting
Equipped with automatic weapons
Guess you bastards forgot
My guillotine be mobbin' hard like
Killers in prison yards
Eat while you can because you
Punks is about to starve
Ain't no telling if felons will
Make it out without selling
In the cage im dwelling when
All my rage is yelling
I'm so addicted to getting lifted
I'm twisting the Swisher Suites
Perfected the game, label me MVP
I be screaming that 'THUG LIFE' because
I know they don't like it
Prepare my army for battle and
Watch me trigger a riot but now
Guess who's back guess who's back
Rick Ross talking facts like 2Pac's back
I'm a Thug till I die
Ain't nobody can stop me
You niggas getting too fly but
Your lyrics are sloppy so tell me
Guess who's back guess who's back
Rick Ross talking facts like 2Pac's back
I'm a Thug till I die
Ain't nobody can stop me
You niggas getting too fly but
Your lyrics are sloppy
I went from rags to riches
To worldwide living
I hit the baddest bitches when I left prison
Educated by drug dealing
Was playing for keeps
Destroying niggas careers everytime
When I sleep i ran with niggas with red
Laces and red bandanas
All my homies caught fed cases
With grams and hammers
Forgive me father, I'm troubled
Gs respecting my hustle it wasn't easy
Believe me I went through the struggle
My adversaries is burried
My girlfriend's worried
I start another raging gunfight
Lost in the fury initiated an outcast
They plot when the shots blast
Sipping on some Hennessy pouring a big glass
These chickens be assed out
The reason I cash out
They be wanting relations so meet me
Up in the glass house
Wanna fuck with the dead so
Imma eat like a zombie
Y'all took shots at my head but
Now you niggas can't find me but now
Guess who's back guess who's back
Rick Ross talking facts like 2Pac's back
I'm a Thug till I die
Ain't nobody can stop me
You niggas getting too fly but
Your lyrics are sloppy so tell me
Guess who's back guess who's back
Rick Ross talking facts like 2Pac's back
I'm a Thug till I die
Ain't nobody can stop me
You niggas getting too fly but
Your lyrics are sloppy