Russ - Tupac lyrics

[Produced by Hurt M Badd] [Intro: Russ] Pac [Hook x2: Russ] Come with me All these rappers sounding straight p**y What do we have here now Do you wanna' ride or die La-dadada-da-da-da-da Let me let Pac tell y'all something [2Pac] And if you wonder why I'm mad, check the record What's a n***a' gotta do to get respected [Verse 1: Russ] Now if you with me then you with me, no flip flopping Driving on this rode to the dreams, no pit stopping No criss-crossing, this ain't no Kid and Play I ain't crazy, but I'm 'bout, a fifth away Pour me up Sounding big on 2Pac sh**, like Notorious Golden state of mind, this ain't no crime, we just Warriors And ever since I recognized what I was doing here I've been letting loose like f** your rules, I got my crew in here Even though it's dwindle Me and Bugus, keep a closed circle Pouring up that Tanqueray, with freaks After we blow purple It's no hurdles Just opticals of illusion Loose in the booth I forgot to put my screws in Chopped, not slopped, up top, like Houston DJ Rucker got a mutha' fukka' out here woosin' [Hook x2: Russ] Come with me All these rappers sounding straight p**y What do we have here now Do you wanna' ride or die La-dadada-da-da-da-da [Outro: Russ] Yeah I don't know what else I gotta' do, so I've given y'all ten albums, of original beats and sh** Since I was seventeen, so Now Imma' come and show y'all How to Rob Shoutout to 2Pac Imma' spazz on mutha' fu... Gettin' that a** on mutha' fu... Y'all know what it is