Tupac Back (feat. Rick Ross)

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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
 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
 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 put my cologne, all them snitches could hold em
 Look at them muthaf-ckin' wheels, them bitches is stolen
 They screamin'
 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
 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
 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
 
 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
 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
 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 put my cologne, all them snitches could hold em
 Look at them muthaf-ckin' wheels, them bitches is stolen
 They screamin'
 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
 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
 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
 

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Duration
03:56
Key
1
Tempo
140 BPM

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