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Million Dollar Spot
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
E-40
E-40
Performer
2Pac
2Pac
Performer
B-Legit
B-Legit
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
2Pac
2Pac
Composer
B-Legit
B-Legit
Composer
Mike Mosley
Mike Mosley
Composer
Earl Stevens
Earl Stevens
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Mike Mosley
Mike Mosley
Producer
Femi Ojetunde
Femi Ojetunde
Mixing Engineer
Carlos Warlick
Carlos Warlick
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Righteously what I was doing Was protecting my peoples million dollar spots Uhh, that's right, uhh, my million dollar spot My million dollar spot (beyatch) my million dollar spot My million dollar spot, on the block slangin' hop (beyatch) On the spot, my million dollar spot, uhh Major loot, seriously niggas don't wanna dispute Mysteriously a nigga die, when you play this game And ain't know the time I suck the life out your ass by pushin' mute Shit can get stanky like a poot (like a poot) I got dog poop crank yes I pollute Leave the whole block fully unrecouped I'm like a record company, givin' out advancements Get my money back, by any circumstances My million dollar spot, not to mention Drive through service, Church's chicken A bu-a-bucket full of acid by the do' Just in case I gotta throw away my yole Bars around the house, bars around the window Dope around the corner, broken down Pinto You can tell who got the mail who got the biggest chops My million dollar spot... beyatch! I can take a chance, I could live in cans Bring it on the block, million dollar spot I can take a chance, I could live in cans Bring it on the block, million dollar spot Haha, my million dollar spot bigger Get my motherfuckin' cash on You know how we do it out here in California, beatch! It was, more than just a dream for me To be the King It seems I need a killer team to get the green for me Hit the scene clean in my Chevy, now I'm ready for trouble Count my rocks, set up shop, collect my fetti and bubble Faded visions of me as a timer Though marijuana clouds my vision I'm still watch for drama Ha-ha They got me crossed tryin' to be the boss, no one can stop us Niggas dream of six figures, handle our business in choppers Feds can't comprehend my ghetto slang, so I evade And plot and plan a life of better thangs, all about my cheddar main Help me if I fall, can I ball for life A half a key in my drawers, bein' cautious like I wanna rise keep my eyes open Witness motherfuckers die with they eyes open My niggas rise smokin' Any busta bitch tryin' to stop my wish To have a million dollar spot gettin' riches Feel me I can take a chance, I could live in cans Bring it on the block, million dollar spot I can take a chance, I could live in cans Bring it on the block, million dollar spot In my million dollar spot Get your money nigga! Fuck the cops, in my million dollar spot We got rocks, coke and hops, in my million dollar spot Gimme all your motherfuckin' money all money good money back Feel me, get money nigga! Nuttin but the motherfuckin' hog in me Hit the Hillside trapped with thirty-six O-Z's Serve nothin' but dubs, no twump no love Now nigga don't make me get these burner gloves I got the whole block jumpin' like the Mardi Gras Nothin' but a dope fiend party y'all I'm lovin' this game, it's my favorite sport Come short get burnt with the Newport My nigga, 4-0, and 'Pac came to see me Smobbin' in a nine-six drop rose Bentley, shit be Caution for these niggas on the ocean A sip of the potion now your nigga be in motion Bossin' hopin' fede-ral thieves don't raid Catch me with a Glock and a box of grenades I'm tryin' to get paid, all about my Lucci Now bitch put this motherfuckin' key in your coochie Motherfuckers ho' hard! Ya understand that? Motherfuckers ho hard! We got shit jumpin' off on every spot We got crank methamphetamines Dope for ass to get yo' cash, motherfucker We got big pimpin', ya understand We got solicitin', ya know We got all kind of shit, prostitution It don't stop Motherfucker tryin' to just get his cash on the motherfuckin' Million dollar spot, BEYATCH! I can take a chance, I could live in cans Bring it on the block, million dollar spot I can take a chance, I could live in cans Bring it on the block, million dollar spot That's right, my million dollar spot Uhh, for ya knot, my million dollar spot My million dollar spot, my million dollar spot Righteous people know what I be doin' be protectin' my peoples Million dollar spot, my million dollar spot BEYATCH!
Writer(s): Tupac Amaru Shakur, Michael Mosley, Earl T Stevens, Brent Jones Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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