Текст песни Tribute To 2Pac

Featuring Krazy

(Intro)
Nigga we don't chase money, we make money
In God we trust
Keep yo eyes on yo enemies
And watch yo friends
This for all my real soldiers
Salute!

(Hook1 x2)
Louie V shoes, camouflage pants
I'm too thugged out so a nigga don't dance
Taped on this and taped on that
Shorty say she love it face down from the back

(Hook2 X2)
I don't kill er but don't push me
Revenge is like the sweetest thing next to getting pussy
No limit, gon ride or die, ride or die
La la la la la la

(Verse)
Put your arms up for Pac, tell these niggas we hot
I had chilled for a minute but I'm back to the block
I have murdered the game, I get better with time
You niggas think I'mma lose, then you bitches are blind
I've from nothing to something, I just play wit you niggas
Hold nothing tax bracket, I don't stay wit you niggas
Menace to society, crazy like Game
Revenge my nigga, got the money and chains
Cuz I'm a beast when I meet em, you fall in love when you greet em
I tell em bitches I love em and then I fuck em and leave em
That new Rollie I got it, tuck the key and I hide it
No papers on my pistol, I might catch me a ride

(Hook1 x2)
Louie V shoes, camouflage pants
I'm too thugged out so a nigga don't dance
Taped on this and taped on that
Shorty say she love it face down from the back

(Hook2 X2)
I don't kill er but don't push me
Revenge is like the sweetest thing next to getting pussy
No limit, gon ride or die, ride or die
La la la la la la

(Verse)
I got em pouring out so I'm layin lowLouie V Mob - Tribute To 2Pac - http://ru.motolyrics.com/louie-v-mob/tribute-to-2pac-lyrics.html
Kickin the trap and put them fuckin haters on the flow
Eastwood, got em poppin, nasty California
My no limit, clickin strong and then I fuckin mourn ya
Groupie hoes send and see, flexed and 8 goal up
My homie creepin, liftin weights, don't get me swolla
Face down ass up, I blow er back out
Rum full of kush, that's why I blacked out
I keep that automatic on me, I don't never slip
I'ma hold it down nigga for the blunts and grips
OG gangsta, all vice low
I'm a Arevya soulja and I die hard

(Hook1 x2)
Louie V shoes, camouflage pants
I'm too thugged out so a nigga don't dance
Taped on this and taped on that
Shorty say she love it face down from the back

(Hook2 X2)
I don't kill er but don't push me
Revenge is like the sweetest thing next to getting pussy
No limit, gon ride or die, ride or die
La la la la la la

(Verse)
Louie shoes, Gucci belt, I think I'mma need some help
Got Versace on my front, bitches know my middle name
Flooded boy, gang bang, ain't no limit to my clip
30 shots on my hip, you gon need a bigger clip
Bitches say I'm crazy, I say that I'm insane
I paid my lawyer 30, if he guilty he gon hang
That mean he the same, bang him out his brains
Switch it with my pivot, my bullets stick in yo vein
Think it's bout to rain so you know I drop the body
Bragging on the phone, I got money, botch I'm Gotti
Aks me how I got it, I was robbin everybody
I was fuckin with that ecstasy and fuckin with that life

(Hook1 x2)
Louie V shoes, camouflage pants
I'm too thugged out so a nigga don't dance
Taped on this and taped on that
Shorty say she love it face down from the back

(Hook2 X2)
I don't kill er but don't push me
Revenge is like the sweetest thing next to getting pussy
No limit, gon ride or die, ride or die
La la la la la la