Текст песни 2Pac f Stretch - Greatest Hits
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Rest in peace to my motherfuckin Biggie SmallsThat`s right bwoy, it`s goin on, right hereThug Life.. God bless the dead[2Pac]God bless the dead, and buriedNigga, don`t worry if you see God firstTell him shit got worse, I ain`t madI know you representin the crewAnd I can picture you in Heaven with a blunt and a brewFuck the world, pain was a part of the gameIf you a baller, money went as quick as it cameMy role models - gone or they locked in the penStraight hustlers, caught up in the whirlwindThe other day, I thought I seen my homeboy Biggiesayin shit don`t stop nigga no pityWe all hoods, and all we ever had was dreamsMoney makin motherfuckers plot scandalous schemesIn the gutter, you learn to have a criminal mindI was addicted to tryin, never meant to do timeMy epitaph, will read, "Was the last of G`s"Kicked the shit to make the white man bleedGod bless the dead[Chorus - 2Pac]God bless the deadGod bless the deadGod bless the dead[2Pac]Man, ain`t nobody promised me a thangI been caught up in this gameEver since I was a little motherfucker wantin to hangI can see `em in my head, powMemories of my nigga but he dead nowLookin back in my yearbook, all the years tookHalf my peers, they`re stretched for yearsAnd if I die will they all shed tears?Two to the dome, leave me alone, let me get my head clearParanoid got me lookin in the mirrorBehind me, life without my nine, I`d rather do the timeSee I`m old enough to know that ain`t no justice{Fuck the police} and all the courts, same way they fucked usAnd why the hell am I locked in jailThey let them white boys free, we be shocked as hellIn my mind I can see it cominAnd all the time it`s a plot to keep a nigga runninI keep a gun and never run unless I`m comin at yaCry later but for now let`s enjoy the laughterGod bless the dead[Chorus][2Pac]Rest in peace to all the motherfuckers that passed too earlyAll the young motherfuckers that was took in they primeReal motherfuckin G`s, this one is for youYo Stretch, Biggie[Stretch]Yo Big, this is to you my niggaSpringfield Hollis Crew, Thug Life, YG`zSendin they respect, yaknowhatImean?You my nigga for life, foreverYou`re always gonna be with a niggaNo matter what, don`t forget thatI pray before I go to sleep - "Dear God"Say my grace before I start to eat, cause times is hardSo I`m droppin to my knees, OH WHY?Why you had to take my nigga with the rock-a-bye?You had to take a good one, a ghetto hood son, uzi weighin a tonNiggaz terrified of drama from the young gunHearin that they did it outta fear don`t amaze meBut it`s mind blowin so I`m flowin goin crazySlip for cock the gun but he didn`t run like a punkHe shoulda had the gauge in the trunkBut spunk is what he had, kid, I`d ratha attack BigNow ya bout to smell the aftermath of what the mag didWannabe suckers wanna test, I`m tellin you, yesThe teflon`s bout to rip through your fuckin vestGuess who? I`ll make a mess of your crew quickThe spirit Biggie Smalls and the ??? clique, yeahGod bless the deadGod bless the deadGod bless the deadGod bless the dead