my shyt right here
i love the way Pac starts off with the random words "Goody good gumdrops"
So what the fukk you talkin about?! Aw, shyt
Goody, goody, gumdrops
nikka, get your hoodie and your gun cocked
Rock it till the drum stops, Hip hop
Even if my shyt flip flop
It probably wouldn't stop, talk shyt and get socked
How ya hang em?
Know a realer nikka? You could bring him
If I don't represent the shyt, I'll kick it
We could sway him, hunh! As if I know ya
Then I could show ya
But if I don't know, I gotta .44 fo' ya
So, so peep game, at point blank range
The fame can't change what the game maintains
Strange! Went against the grain
Aw shyt! Flick or no flick I trips for no bytch
Catch up on your pimpin', I ain't simpin', I'm a diss her
Couldn't be my sister if she actin' like I missed her
Tell me why they, tell me why they, tell me why they play me
Don't these nikkas know that neither one of y'all can fade me
I ain't big, I ain't buff, I ain't deisel
But fukk wit 2Pac and pop goes the weasel
Me and Threat made a bet on how many fellas
Would jock a mothafukkin' real nikka cause they jealous
They do it for the fame
Explain, insane
What's in a name? What's in a name?
Peep game
Punk bytch, how ya like me now?
Can't fukk around wit the funky style
Put it together like a puzzle builder
If Threat don't get cha, Pac gon' kill ya