Tire marks, tire marks
Four more tarts playing harps
Thowin around bombs worse then ponder with a football,
To get a pair, niggas killed him right in front the mall
Ambition is priceless that’s something in your veins
These motherfuckers think i'm playing, i ain't playing games,
Tupac, the nigga of truth, the nigga of heart, back when he was the real deal//
Punt her like a football 'till my hoof leg goes numb. my oh my, what do we here?
Football jocks and performers
Yessir, lets have a toast for the girls
Your buddies playing drop the soap.
I'm killing 'em slow like cigarette smoke
She was so stuck, a fool in love with the wrong thing
Y you bitches think that im still playing,
Straight g thing, double m g thing
Playing with my heart, saying
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