Текст песни: Master P - R.I.P Tupac



Follow me!

I see death around the corner



[Master P]

Ya thought it was over

But it`s only the beginnig, thug niggas don`t die

One born every minute, 2 pac don`t leave

That`s what they`re screaming

But theese niggas on this earth is the demons

God call my dough, It`s time to move on

You a rider, jump in the Pimp caddy

get you`re cruise on

God got you now, no more penitentiary

You`se a soldier, nigga you made history

Hoes moaning, no more pain

Took my dogs to another place another gang

It`s still westside, till we die

Niggas roll, reminisce and getting high

Thug nigga, no more tears, moma shared

No more pain in the muthaphukkin` new year

Cause you`re in heaven with the other G`s

We scream, Makaveli to our enemies

You`re like a ghost, to the niggas in the Eastcoast

Makaveli number one in every recordstore

You live life to the fullest, then you die

You taught niggas never run, just ride

Killaz, that`s what you hanged with

Gangstaz, that`s what you banged with

You felt dead around the corner, but you came out

Real niggas don`t change, that`s what`s you`se about

You taught niggas to take pain, deal main

That`s why Tupac, nigga scream your name

Tatooed up with t-shirt

When you die you say ashes and no dirt

See, you`se a legend in your own time

Ghetto means in every gangsta rhyme

Cause your, real to the fullest

If you had a trigga, nigga you pull it

R.I.P to my thug niggas, see you in the prose

Rough from Master P, MUCH LOVE NIGGA!



Westside niggas feel this

Eastside niggas feel this

Southside niggas feel this

Me and West niggas feel this

Thug niggas wont ya feel this

Tupac was the realest

...I see death around the corner...

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Follow me!

I see death around the corner



[Master P]

Ya thought it was over

But it`s only the beginnig, thug niggas don`t die

One born every minute, 2 pac don`t leave

That`s what they`re screaming

But theese niggas on this earth is the demons

God call my dough, It`s time to move on

You a rider, jump in the Pimp caddy

get you`re cruise on

God got you now, no more penitentiary

You`se a soldier, nigga you made history

Hoes moaning, no more pain

Took my dogs to another place another gang

It`s still westside, till we die

Niggas roll, reminisce and getting high

Thug nigga, no more tears, moma shared

No more pain in the muthaphukkin` new year

Cause you`re in heaven with the other G`s

We scream, Makaveli to our enemies

You`re like a ghost, to the niggas in the Eastcoast

Makaveli number one in every recordstore

You live life to the fullest, then you die

You taught niggas never run, just ride

Killaz, that`s what you hanged with

Gangstaz, that`s what you banged with

You felt dead around the corner, but you came out

Real niggas don`t change, that`s what`s you`se about

You taught niggas to take pain, deal main

That`s why Tupac, nigga scream your name

Tatooed up with t-shirt

When you die you say ashes and no dirt

See, you`se a legend in your own time

Ghetto means in every gangsta rhyme

Cause your, real to the fullest

If you had a trigga, nigga you pull it

R.I.P to my thug niggas, see you in the prose

Rough from Master P, MUCH LOVE NIGGA!



Westside niggas feel this

Eastside niggas feel this

Southside niggas feel this

Me and West niggas feel this

Thug niggas wont ya feel this

Tupac was the realest

...I see death around the corner...

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