Letra

Check it out Is it, money and women? The funny beginnings tragic ending's I can make a million and still not get enough of spending And since my life is based on sinning, I'm hell bound Rather be buried than be worried, living held down My game plan to be trained in Military mind of a thug lord sitting in a cemetery cryin' I've been lost since my adolescence calling for Jesus Balling as a youngster wondering if he see's us Young black males Crack sales got me three strikes Living in jail this is hell enemies die Wonder when we all pass, is anybody listening Got my hands on my semi shotty, everybody's snitching Please god can you understand me Bless my family Guide us all before we fall into insanity I'm making a point to make my beat bumping raw life Drop some shit to have these stupid bitches jaws tight Go, Niggas want to get it on let's fight I got some niggas in my click That make them mothafuckas jaws tight Now Go, Niggas want to get it on let's fight I got some niggas in my click That make them mothafuckas jaws tight Go, Niggas want to get it on let's fight I got some niggas in my click That make them mothafuckas jaws tight Now Go, Niggas want to get it on let's fight I got some niggas in my click That make them mothafuckas jaws tight
Writer(s): Tupac Shakur Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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