[Rick Ross] Tupac back, Tupac back There’s all these bitches screaming that Tupac back All eyes on me, better Picture Me Rollin’ Buying brand new rims, but them bitches is stolen Stranded on Death Row, Brenda having my baby But I’m stacking my paper, I need a brand new Mercedes They screaming Tupac back, Tupac back There’s all these btiches screaming that Tupac back
[Meek Mill] huh, Tupac back, I’m 2 glocks strapped Rolling down in Philly this the new Iraq Soon as I hit the the hood they screaming who got wacked It’s a recession on the work, I’m screaming who got crack I’m sippin Hennessy, riding on my muthaf-cking enemies Sliding in the back screamin MMG (Maybach Music) 10 bitches and they dime so it’s Tennessee Hail Mary, put my wrist on froze Presidential is gold, n-gga play with my money my Jeweller lifting his soul 40 kick like in soccer? Bullets hittin’ the goal lyrics courtesy of www.killerhiphop.com Bitch I’m like John Wall cause I just give em and go Plotting on this new 7, I can picture me rolling Pockets look like they pregnant because them bitches is swollen Got a ? my cologne, all them snitches could hold em Look at them muthaf-ckin’ wheels, them bitches is stolen They screamin’…
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[Meek Mill] Mommy a soldier, daddy is dead Catch the n-gga that did it, and we gon’ carry his head F-ck 911, tell em have him in? Talking Death Row records, tell em have me a chair Let it burn, I’m screaming free my n-gga Earl? He’s due in, no hestitation we can’t even get a turn And my Mackaveli CD then I listened than I learned Grabbed my Mac above the dresser, my OG’s say hold it firm I’m dreaming spitting with Pac, cyphers with BIG Try to send me upstate with the license ? Had me scraping ym wax, sleeping, my knife in the bed Got a n-gga on point like there’sa price on my head I going max, got me knocking suckers and they back In the cell, raising hell, tryna get back to the trap But don’t ever get it twisted it’s Meek Mill spittin’ facts PLus somebody said they seen it and they mean it so they steady screaming