King Lil G - Who Shot 2pac lyrics

Uhh Yeah Here We Go [Verse 1:] It Was Nine - Five On Your Way To d**h Row Bad Boy k**as What You Taught Me On The West Coast Always Screaming Out d**h To My Enemies A Blue Devil's On Your Hectic Gla** Of Hennessy Hail Mary - Bury You A Legend Told The Judge You Was Raised Wrong And That's Why You Blaze I Was Only Eleven I Thought I Was The One You Were Talking To When You Said Shorty's Gonna Be A Thug I'm Writing Poetry Trying To Follow Your Steps Dog Trying To Motivate All Of My Strong Single Moms Baby Daddies In Prison The Kids Tell You They Miss 'Em They Keep Sending You Pictures Of Every Lonely Christmas In The Ghetto We Could Still Hear The Load Guns And The Government They Don't Give A f** About Us - Us Deporting All The Immigrants We Don't Get No Love Even With A Black President [Hook:] Who The f** Shot 2pac? Who The f** Shot 2pac? Something Everybody Wants To Know Worldwide Everywhere That I Go Who The f** Shot 2pac? The Realest Muthaf**er Ever Born I'm Talking Bout Coast To Coast Who The f** Shot 2pac? Real Gs Never Die In The California Sunshine Who The f** Shot 2pac? [Verse 2:] k**uminati All Through Your Body Conspiracies I'm Paranoid Avoiding Secret Societies Hand Signs & Pyramids They Wanna Target Minorities Black People & Mexicans I'm Blinded By The Color Of My Bandanna And Then We Wonder Why The Government Can't Stand Us Running From The Police Let Me Proceed A Letter To The Pen Respect To My OGs I Keep Saying f** The Music In My Radio 2pac Still Bumping In My Stereo Ballad Of a Dead Soulja Put It On Ya You Came from New York But You Ride For California I Got The Chills When You Said It Wouldn't Be L.A. Without Us And Thats Real - In Gangsta-ville Raps Changed Like You Wouldn't Believe Everybody's Favorite Rapper Is a Muthaf**a With Skinny Jeans I Give a Toast To Makaveli The Don I'mma Drink This Hennessy And I'm Gone [Hook]