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letra de breathe on me - clint brown

2pac f/ syke
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all eyez on me
[‘pac talking]
big syke, newt, hank
beugard, big sur (yeah)
y’all know how this sh-t go (y’know)
{all eyez on me}
motherf-ckin o.g.
roll up in the club and sh-t (is that right?)
{all eyez on me}
{all eyez on me}
but you know what?

[2pac]
i bet you got it twisted you don’t know who to trust
so many playa hating n-gg-z tryin to sound like us
say they ready for the funk, but i don’t think they knowin
straight to the depths of h-ll is where those cowards goin
well are you still down n-gg-? holla when you see me
and let these devils be sorry for the day they finally freed me
i got a caravan of n-gg-z every time we ride (every time we ride)
hittin motherf-ckers up when we p-ss by (when we p-ss by)
until i die; live the life of a boss playa
cause even when i’m high, f-ck with me and get crossed later
the futures in my eyes, cause all i want is cash and thangs
a five-double-oh – benz flauntin flashy rings, uhh
b-tches pursue me like a dream
been know to disappear before your eyes just like a dope fiend
it seems – my main thang was to be major paid
the game sharper than a motherf-ckin razor blade
say money bring b-tches, b-tches bring lies
one n-gg-‘s gettin jealous, and motherf-ckers died
depend on me like the first and fifteenth
they might hold me for a second, but these punks won’t get me
we got foe n-gg-z, and lowriders, in ski masks
screamin thug life every time they p-ss {all eyez on me}

chorus one: 2pac

live the life of a thug n-gg-, until the day i die
live the life of a boss playa {all eyez on me}
cause even gettin high. .{all eyez on me}
live the life of a thug n-gg-, until the day i die
live the life of a boss playa, cause even gettin high.

[syke]
heeyyy, to my n-gg- ‘pac.
so much trouble in the world, n-gg-
can’t n-body feel your pain
the world’s changin everyday, times moving faaast
my girl said i need a raise, how long will she last?
i’m caught between my woman, and my pistol, and my chips
triple beam, got some smokers on, whistle as i dip
i’m lost in the land with no plan, livin life flawless
crime boss, contraband, let me toss this
needy hookers got a lot of nerve, let my bucket swerve
i’m takin off from the curb
the nervousness neglect make me pack a tec
devoted to servin this, moet and paaayyy-checks
like akai satellite n-gg- i’m forever ballin
it ain’t right parasites triggers and fleas crawlin
sucker duck and get busted, no emotion
my devotion is handlin my business n-gg- keep on coastin
where you goin i been there came back as lonely homie
steady flowin against the grain n-gg-z still don’t know me
it’s about the money in this rap sh-t, this cr-p sh-t
it ain’t funny n-gg-z don’t even know how to act – sh-t!
what can i do, what can i say, is there another way?
blunts and gin all day, twenty-fo’ parlay
my little homie g, can’t you see, i’m busta free
n-gg-z can’t stand me – all eyes on me!

chorus two: 2pac

i live the life of a thug n-gg-, until the day i die
live the life as a boss playa {all eyez on me}
cause even gettin high {all eyez on me}
i live the life of a thug n-gg-, until the day i die
live the life as a boss playa {all eyez on me}
cause even gettin high

[2pac]
the feds is watchin, n-gg-z plottin to get me
will i survive, will i die? come on let’s picture the possibility
givin me charges, lawyers makin a grip
i told the judge i was raised wrong, and that’s why i blaze sh-t
was hyper as a kid, cold as a teenager
on my mobile callin big shots on the scene major
packing hundreds in my drawers; f-ck the law
b-tches i f-ck with a p-ssion, i’m livin rough and raw
catchin cases at a fast rate, ballin in the fast lane
hustle til the mornin, never stopped until the cash came
live my life as a thug n-gg-, until the day i die
live my life as a boss playa, cause even gettin high
these n-gg-z got me tossin sh-t
i put the top down, now it’s time to floss my sh-t
keep your head up n-gg-, make these motherf-ckers suffer
up in the benz burnin rubber
the money is mandatory, the hoes is fully strapped
this criminal lifestyle, equipped with the bulletproof vest
make sure your eyes is on the meal ticket
get your money motherf-cker let’s get rich and we’ll kick it
all eyes on me!

chorus three: 2pac

i live the life as a thug n-gg-, until the day i die
live the life as a boss playa {all eyez on me}
cause even gettin high. .{all eyez on me}
i live the life as a thug n-gg-, until the day i die
live the life as a boss playa {all eyez on me}
cause even gettin high. .{all eyez on me}

[‘pac talking]
pay attention my n-gg-z
see how that sh-t go? n-gg- walk up in this motherf-cker
and it be like “bing!”
cops. b-tches. everymotherf-ckinbody
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live my life as a thug n-gg-, until the day i die
live my life as a boss playa, cause even gettin high
i got bustas hoes and police watchin a n-gg- y’know?
[- overlap -]
i live my life as a thug n-gg-, until the day i die
livin life as a boss playa, cause even gettin high
{all eyez on me}
hehehe. it’s like what they think?
i’m walkin around with some ki’s in my pocket or somethin?
{all eyez on me}
they think i’m goin back to jail, they really on that dope
[- overlap -]
live my life as a thug n-gg-, until the day i die
live my life as a boss playa
i know y’all watchin, i know y’all got me in the scopes
[- overlap -]
live my life as a thug n-gg-, until the day i die
live my life as a boss playa, cause even gettin high
i know y’all know this is thug life baayy-bay
y’all got me under surveillance huh?
{all eyez on me}
but i’m knowin

- clint brown

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