2Pac and Snoop Dogg - Still Not A Player (Remix) | Текст песни

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[2Pac]
Got me up against the fence, back against the wall
Get to actin' like a fool, cause ain't no justice for the Dogg
Got to take it out on all, y'all
Better read the papers, all my homies goin' crazy, baby
Only God could save us
Got my, mind on currency, hurry, see I ain't worried
It's a gangsta party so, Bad Boy gettin' buried
Snoop Dogg, why they fantasize
When we ride it's a must havin' sets die, everytime

[Snoop Doggy Dogg]
Yes, yes, y'all, not $hort but Snoop Dogg
And you know it's like that y'all

I'm so smooth about my paper check it just how it's done
I'm servin' any on a platter Snoop Dogg Corleone
Corleone, now do you know what that mean?
A Teflon Don to this hip-hop game, super supreme
It's like what happen can happen but will it stop
That won't happen I'm feelin' good about the mission for jackin'
Ayo Pac, can you feel me?
Why these fools, tryin' to kill me?
It's so hard to stay focused on my eyes and prize
But if I don't, the Dogg won't survive

[2Pac]
We ballin' in my opinion eternal was wild wheel spinnin'
One sip a minute is represented for five minutes
Two of the livest wanted dead or alive
We riders, inventers because we ain't quiet and watch the G's ride
Two of America's most, straight out the West Coast
Bow down fool, this is Death Row
Been waitin' way too long, bust out the pen, now it's on
C'mon, Snoop Dogg, time to bone

[Snoop Doggy Dogg]
Ain't nothin' changed too down to hang I slang a bang with a rhyme
Me and the homey Pac trippin' Death Row on knobs
Gon survive by Eastside of DPG'z
Still creepin bump through the hood, always involved in the streets
Snoop Doggy Dogg homie, did you forget who I was
The big homie to you, there it is and there it was
Now take a look through the eyes of a G
And just ride to the rhythm of a gangsta beat

[2Pac]
All my homies tellin' me
Ain't no love for a real G
You straight cowards all you playa haters kill me
Throw up your hands if you feel me
We gettin' dollars, homie, holler if you hear me
It's one time for my comrades doin' bad lockdown
Fresh out bust the top and bounce drop down
Can you visualize perfection
Cause every ryder in my set labelled a vet best in their profession
Don't hold your breath, stick to Smith & Wesson
Steady study your lessons to keep the crowd guessin'

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