Tupac accords par
Dababy
Dababy

N/A107 vues
Tonalité : C minor
Verse 1
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Yung Lan on the track
Verse 2
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Yeah, I know how it go (yeah) You
put in your work,
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you deserve it (huh?)
You realize it was all really
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worth it (huh?)
You was still on your grind,
you put in plenty time
And they didn't understand
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(them niggas was sleep)
You woke they ass up,
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but there ain't no alarm (oh Lord, Jetson Made another one)
And you know who I am
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Ay who you is,
Verse 3
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nigga? I'm like the 2Pac of the new shit
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A hundred thousand hoes and
they like the way I do shit
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I'm the realest nigga rappin' and my
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bitch like Jada Pinkett
I'm the fresh prince of my city,
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shout out Will, no point intended
Ay who you is,
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nig ga? I'm like the 2Pac of the new shit
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A hundred thousand hoes and
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they like the way I do shit
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I'm the realest nigga rappin' and my
bitch like Jada Pinkett
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I'm the fresh prince of my city,
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shout out Will, no point intended
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Ay who you is, nigga?
Verse 4
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Shout out to Will Smith, I'm a
bad boy (huh)
She pretty and she got that ass (ass)
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I asked her what she got
that ass for (huh)
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I told her to shut up and back
it up (shut up)
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You niggas ain't good,
you don't rap enough (nope)
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Got on a bandanna like Bob (Bob)
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You gon' run up on me in a MAC
and coat (yeah yeah)
I couldn't get right, the driver's seat
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Hop out and switch,
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we gon' fuck in the passenger (ay, ay)
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And you know I don't flop
when I drop
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Everything that I drop is a classic,
I'm classical
And she make that dick disappear
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like it's magic
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My bitch, she do ma gic,
she magical (voila)
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She came and hopped on my
dick on a Saturday
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Had to hold on, she a savage (ay, ay)
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Put the bitch on a play,
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jumpin' her like LA (ay, ay)
Few, few, proud of me
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I'm tryna deep
stroke (deep stroke)
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Gettin' hard to hold on,
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I can't handle it (yeah)
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Pull out and bust on her belly (ugh)
Throw up the West, Makaveli (west
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Side)
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I get around like I'm Pac (huh)
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I'ma act like a thot if you let me (bitch)
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Ay who you is, nigga?
Verse 5
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I'm like the 2Pac of the new shit
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A hundred thousand hoes and
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they like the way I do shit
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I'm the realest nigga rappin' and my
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bitch like Jada Pinkett
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I'm the fresh prince of my city,
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shout out Will, no point intended
Ay who you is,
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nigga? I'm like the 2Pac of the new shit
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B
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A hundred thousand hoes and
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they like the way I do shit
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I'm the realest nigga rap pin' and
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my bitch like Jada Pinkett
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I'm the fresh prince of my city,
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shout out Will, no point intended
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Ay who you is,
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nigga?
Outro 1
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