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First Message:   Tupac back, Tupac back There's all these bitches screaming that Tupac back All eyes on me, better Picture Me Rollin' Riding brand new rims, but them bitches is stolen Stranded on Death Row, Brenda having my baby But I'm stacking my paper, I need a brand new Mercedes They screaming Tupac back, Tupac back There's all these btiches screaming that Tupac back Tupac back, I'm two glocks strapped Rolling down in Philly this the new Iraq Soon as I hit the the hood they screaming who got whacked It's a recession on the work, I'm screaming who got crack I'm sippin' Hennessy, riding on my motherfucking enemies Sliding in the back screamin MMG (Maybach Music) Ten bitches and they dime so it's Tennessee Hail Mary, put my wrist on froze Presidential is gold, nigga play with my money my shooter's lifting his soul Forty kick like in soccer, bullets hittin' the goal Bitch I'm like John Wall cause I just give em and go Plotting on this new seven, I can picture me rolling Pockets look like they pregnant because them bitches is swollen Got a grip I can loan, all them snitches could hold em Look at them motherfucking wheels, them bitches is stolen They screamin' Tupac back, Tupac back There's all these bitches screaming that Tupac back All eyes on me, better Picture Me Rollin' Riding brand new rims, but them bitches is stolen Stranded on Death Row, Brenda having my baby But I'm stacking my paper, I need a brand new Mercedes They screaming Tupac back, Tupac back There's all these btiches screaming that Tupac back Mommy a soldier, daddy is dead Catch the nigga that did it, and we gon' carry his head Fuck nine one one, tell 'em have him a bed Talking Death Row records, tell em have me a chair Let it burn, I'm screaming free my nigga Earl He's due in, no hesitation we can't even get a turn Got my Mackaveli CD then I listened than I learned Grabbed my Mac above the dresser, my OG's say hold it firm I'm dreaming spitting with Pac, talkin ciphers with BIG Try to send me upstate with the life as a bid Had me scraping my wax, sleeping, my knife in the bed They got a nigga on point like there's a price on my head I'm going max, got me knocking suckers and they back In the cell, raising hell, tryna get back to the trap But don't ever get it twisted it's Meek Mill, we spittin' facts Plus somebody said they seen it and they mean it so they steady screaming Tupac back, Tupac back There's all these bitches screaming that Tupac back All eyes on me, better Picture Me Rollin' Riding brand new rims, but them bitches is stolen Stranded on Death Row, Brenda having my baby But I'm stacking my paper, I need a brand new Mercedes They screaming Tupac back, Tupac back There's all these btiches screaming that Tupac back

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