pac style Lyrics

Middle finger up

Pac style

I'm gettin mad

Dying for da fam

Cross em wrong

Dat be ya ass

Run Forrest

Run 2 da bag

Go get da cash

Niggas ain't standin on shit

Now ain't dat sad

Gotta make a name for myself

Dis be a classic

Imma keep bringing it in

Like we in traffic

Shawty done forgot bout ha man

It's like I'm magic

Bend dat ass ova one time

N imma stab it

Who deez niggas thinkin they is

Compared 2 gods

Most of deez niggas really ain't real

They just façade

Ganging on deez niggas 4real

Like we on COD

Hating on a nigga 4real

Like it's ya job

Spitting on that pussy

Like pac spit on reporters

Callin me ha daddy

This bitch is not my daughter

Buss that pussy down

Then tell ha 2 place an order

Ass nice n fat

I promise can bounce a quarter

Niggas can't be loyal

But quick 2 press a bitch

Acting like you don't

But known for suckin dick

Love whoopin ass

A nigga just wanna hit

Niggas really pussy

Now everyone got a blick

Standing on ten

My niggas gone handle business

Dying for da fam

Don't play I'm gettin vicious

Hard 2 trust a bitch now n days

They love is wicked

Say it wit you chest

My nigga don't get it twisted

Trollin like a bitch

My nigga just mind ya business

It ain't that hard 2 see

That we is different

Nigga read a book

Step it up

I know you ignorant

Foot on niggas necks n da gas

I gotta get it

Bandanna tied

Bald head

You niggas scared

Bitches gettin 2 snoopin

Boy watch em dem bitches feds

Dis fa the OG's

Go head n nod ya head

Kinda sound like da boondocks

When you replay it

Bitches be cute but rude

Like wat you mad for

Soon as a nigga react

Then imma asshole

I don't need ya pussy lil bitch

I'll fuck did cash flow

All my niggas winning 4real

We poppin tags hoe

Throw a nigga up in da skillet

Like Peter Pan

Nigga bit da hand of da man

That had da plan

You pleading wit a bitch

Tryna get ha 2 understand

She fuckin wit a king

Wit you she give commands

Hands in the air

Now bounce em like you don't care

She soaking her underwear

Her nigga so unaware

All I do is give a stare

Her friend just gave a glare

They really a sexy pair

From Memphis

Home of da bears

Bitch I'm from da D

Da dirty 2x south

Hold wait a min

Lil baby open ya mouth

I do it outta love

You tryna gain you sum clout

I seen dis shit before

I know wat deez hoes about

One hitta

Two hitta

I'm only round 3 niggas

Wig splittas

Niggas tryna hang wit us

Or claim wit us

You just wanna shine wit us

But hear hissin

One back 2 back 2 back

I gotta have it

Don't twist my words

I neva said it's a habit

Niggas wanna talk dat shit

You silly rabbit

We gone have 2 smack him up

He inna a package

Heat cookin up

It's hot inside da kitchen

Slide on niggas wit slides on

It ain't no slippin

Once she start suckin dat dick

It ain't no kissin

She gone lie straight 2 ya face

N say you trippin

If you ain't neva been outside

Then be advised

You wanna start talkin shit

Die bout ya pride

Niggas like throwin dem rocks

Then quick 2 hide

Niggas like blown out tires

Keep switching sides

Bitch I get jiggy

I'm jiggy up on da beat

Got generation Z's

N old heads gone move they feet

Imma smoke a nigga just like a blunt

Between da peace

You gone try 2 reach out

But by then I'm outta reach