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2Pac (feat. Outlawz) - Lastonesleft
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
2Pac
2Pac
Vocals
Greg Dalton
Greg Dalton
Guitar
Outlawz
Outlawz
Performer
Ronnie King
Ronnie King
Keyboards
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Mutah Beale
Mutah Beale
Songwriter
Johnny J.
Johnny J.
Songwriter
Kastro
Kastro
Songwriter
Tupac Shakur
Tupac Shakur
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Brian Gardner
Brian Gardner
Mastering Engineer
Danny Krouzian
Danny Krouzian
Assistant Engineer
I. Boxill
I. Boxill
Mixing Engineer
Johnny J.
Johnny J.
Producer

Lyrics

Nigga west side West side in this motherfucker West side in this motherfucker right here West side in this motherfucker West side in this motherfucker right here West side in this motherfucker West side in this motherfucker right here West side in this motherfucker Can't nobody stop us when we blunted up and swervin' Packed in a suburban, screamin' outlaw runin' on the curb They never try me 'cause right behind me your killer team I get a word cut the head off a nigga like a guillotine This Hennessey'll keep me calm though sittin' in the back of the club Tradin' convo livin' like a Don in my own mind Signal Kadafi Nigga watch me with the chrome nine all the time drinkin' champagne Walk through the crowd let the tramps hang niggas playa hate But do a damn thing picture me doin eighty down a one way Stuck in the trunk, caught with gun play so I gotta keep my eyes open Gettin' high, wonder why we gotta die smokin' my alibi, I'm victory Like them other vile men I'm marked for death Spendin' my nights like its the last one left I'm an outlaw Am I wrong, I wanna get it goin' on Last to leave, till I see everybody's gone I'm at the bar you can catch me hands full of liquor Puffin' on a sweet swisher I'm the last one left Tell me am I wrong, I wanna get it goin' on Last to leave until I see everybody's gone I'm at the bar you can catch me hands full of liquor Puffin' on a sweet swisher, guess I'm the last one left I got my back against the wall got chillin' by my balls Prior to war is rider nigga only five six tall Napoleon only knows on we outlaws fuck fear Better strap down to the feelin's 'cause we out yeah Thug passion all up in me feelin' like I took some Henne It ain't easy I'm tryin' to make a dollar out of two pennies What we got with these rap niggas wanna pull they're gat niggas Only got my side 'cause they think Pac die nigga Last niggas with our tape take a shot within our vest Pac come and catch weight nigga we the last ones left If we woulda known the zone inside my own dome Fresh outs jail it was hell but I'm probably home Lookin' for niggas that was roofin that shit when I was locked back Hands on the pump, make 'em jump when its cocked back Fuck 'em all they're bitches inside a world of weak Bitch niggas be afraid to speak we the last ones left Tell me am I wrong, I wanna get it goin' on Last to leave, till I see everybody's gone At the bar you can catch me hands full of liquor Puffin' on a sweet swisher like I'm the last one left Am I wrong, I wanna get it goin' on Last to leave till I see everybody's gone At the bar you can catch me hands full of liquor Puffin' on a sweet swisher, last one left Am I wrong, I wanna get it goin' on Last to leave till I see everybody's gone At the bar you can catch me hands full of liquor, yeah Puffin' on a sweet swisher, I'm the last one left I eat and sleep the worst shit, turfs and birth Me and my team super supreme putin in work I'm passed out, drunk as a fuck, till it hurt And I call earl screamin' fuck the world I got a bitch on the side wanna be my wife And wify beefin' wanna know if she gonna see me tonight And I know it ain't right, but its the life I got And that's until I see Yak and that's until I see Pac Young know I lost a troll somebody owed me down And if the world was a girl I'd stick my dick in the ground Fuck the world West side in this motherfucker right here West side in this motherfucker, yeah West side in this motherfucker right here West side in this motherfucker Outlaw in this motherfucker right here Outlaws in this motherfucker In this motherfucker right here In this motherfucker West side in this motherfucker right here West side in this motherfucker West side in this motherfucker right here West side in this motherfucker In this motherfucker right here West side in this motherfucker Outlaw in this motherfucker right here West side in this motherfucker In this motherfucker right here West side in this motherfucker In this motherfucker right here West side in this motherfucker In this motherfucker right here West side in this motherfucker In this motherfucker right here West side in this motherfucker In this motherfucker right here West side in this motherfucker West side in this motherfucker right here West side
Writer(s): Tupac Amaru Shakur, Johnny Lee Jackson, Malcolm Greenidge, Katari T. Cox, Yafeu Fula, Mutah W. Beale Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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