Tupac

Yung Lan on the track Yeah, I know how it go Yeah You put in your work, you deserve it Huh You realize it was all really worth it Huh You was still on your grind, you put in plenty time And they didn't undstand Them niggas was sleep You woke they ass up, but there ain't no alarm And you know who I am Oh Lord, Jetson Made another one Chorus Ayy who you is, nigga I'm like the 2Pac of the new shit A hundred thousand hoes and they like the way I do shit I'm the realest nigga rappin' and my bitch like Jada Pinkett I'm the fresh prince of my city, shout out Will, no point intended Ayy who you is, nigga I'm like the 2Pac of the new shit A hundred thousand hoes and they like the way I do shit I'm the realest nigga rappin' and my bitch like Jada Pinkett I'm the fresh prince of my city, shout out Will, no point intended Ayy who you is, nigga Verse Shout out to Will Smith, I'm a bad boy Huh She pretty and she got that ass Ass I asked her what she got that ass for Huh I told her to shut up and back it up Shut up You niggas ain't good, you don't rap enough Nope Got on a bandana like Pac Pac You gon' run up on me in a MAC and coat Yeah yeah I couldn't get right, the driver's seat Hop out and switch, we gon' fuck in the passenger Ayy, ayy And you know I don't flodge when I drop Everything that I drop is a classic, I'm classical And she make that dick disappear like it's magic My bitch, she do magic, she magical Voila She came and hopped on my dick on a Saturday Had to hold on, she a savage Ayy, ayy Put the bitch on a play, jumpin' her like LA Ayy, ayy Few, few, proud of me I'm tryna deep stroke Deep stroke Gettin' hard to hold on, I can't handle it Yeah Pull out and bust on her belly Ugh Throw up the West, Makaveli West Side I get a ride like I'm Pac Huh I'ma act like a thot if you let me Bitch Chorus Ayy who you is, nigga I'm like the 2Pac of the new shit A hundred thousand hoes and they like the way I do shit I'm the realest nigga rappin' and my bitch like Jada Pinkett I'm the fresh prince of my city, shout out Will, no point intended Ayy who you is, nigga I'm like the 2Pac of the new shit A hundred thousand hoes and they like the way I do shit I'm the realest nigga rappin' and my bitch like Jada Pinkett I'm the fresh prince of my city, shout out Will, no point intended Ayy who you is, nigga