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• Artiste: Louie V Mob
• Titre: Tribute To 2Pac
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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 low 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