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letra de makaveli - 2pac, eminem, 50 cent & t-pain

[intro]:
aftermath, the dream team, makaveli, 50 cent, shady, nanananananana

[hook: 2pac and t-pain]
to all my n-ggas from the west side
back from the dead like i’m makaveli
makaveli makaveli makaveli
to all my n-ggas from the east side
back from the dead like i’m makaveli
makaveli makaveli makaveli
to all my n-ggas from the west side
back from the dead like i’m makaveli
makaveli makaveli makaveli
to all my n-ggas from the east side
back from the dead like i’m makaveli
makaveli makaveli makaveli

[verse 1: 2pac]
now i can make it happen
my rappin’ is similar to m-th-f-ckers
when they scr-ppin’
blast and watch em’ back up
notorious biggie k!ller
affiliation with death row
n-ggas get their caps pealed back
fool this the west coast
f-ck a misdemeanor i’m raisin h-ll like felonies
mr. makaveli straight outta jail to sellin’ these
intoxicated we duplicated but never faded
now that we made it my adversaries is player hatin’
got a mercedes for these tricks
that thought i quit
then got a drop top jag for these b-tches that’s on my d-ck
go to a club in a pack
i’m smokin’ bud in the back
i wait for n-ggas to trip
(who cares?)
cause b-tch i love to scr-p
let’s go!

[verse 2: 50 cent]
now don’t think i won’t hit ya ’cause i’m popular
i got a p90 ruger, gonna pop at ya
catch ya slippin’, i’mma give ya what i got for ya
my clip loaded with 16 shots for ya
you never had a hot gun on your waste and blood on your shoe
’cause a n-gga went and said the wrong sh-t to you
homie you ain’t been through, what i been through
you not like me and i’m not like you
i’m like an animal with it when i spit it, it’s crazy
got semi-autos and put holes in n-ggas tryna play me
one shot is not enough, you need at least an uzi to move me
after four bottles of “don,” the kid start feelin’ woozie
i write my life, you write what you see in gangsta movies
i’m gangsta to the core, n-gga you can’t move me
i find my sp-ce at the top
i got this rap sh-t locked
i never heard of you, you heard of me
i murder you, spit sh-lls at your convertible

[verse 3: eminem]
cuz we done swam with the sharks, wrestled with alligators
spoke to a generation of angry teenagers
whom if it wasn’t for rap to bridge the gap
maybe raised to be racist
who may have never got to see our faces
so never say never cuz shady aftermath together
along with g-unit records presents the return of the 2pac shakur
no one could do it better
we tear the club up and leave without a shred of evidence and uh

- 2pac eminem 50 cent t pain

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