AKA Shawn - Tupac Back текст песни

Tupack back, Tupack back
It's all these bitches screaming, Tupack back!
All eyes on me, better picture me rolling
Ride a brand new… stolen
But I'm stacking my paper, I need a brand new Mercedes
They're screaming Tupack back, Tupack back
That's what these bitches screaming Tupack back
In God we trust, and all that stuff
You got me twisted cause you steady thinking I won't fuss
You never know what these niggers thinking, call my bluff
My temper … it ain't that much!
Look deep in my eyes, ain't no bitching me niggers
Real niggers … I got your bitch with me, nigger!

Real pimping on deck, what you're looking at, nigger?
Falling out behind these.. I ain't that nigger!
I'm one in the million, I'm making the killing
Stupid cake, I'm stupid straight, bitches fuck on the…
…cause my words so appealing
Bitches blowing off my phone, she wants that sexual healing.
Nigger kill yourself, your fucking lyrics is boring
Go ahead and seal yourself
Watch out these bitches ignoring!
Let me repeat myself, watch out these bitches ignoring
Nigger Tupack is back, and I got something for you!