Luyện nghe bài hát I Feel Like Pac/I Feel Like Biggie

I've been waiting for a time (how long)
Real damn time (how long)
been waiting for a long time (how ya feel)
Man

I feel like Pac, I feel like
I'm feeling like these hating waiting to get me
I'm my sleep, I'm losing my mind
You know I go hard when it comes to
I like Pac, Biggie, Pac, Biggie

Sucka up on me, talking like he know me
Ain't no co do my dirt all by my lonely
south nigga, talking jam pony
Rest in Peace to Al he showed me my first Rollie
Bitches want to know me, haters to show me
But I'm so double m worth eighty tickets
Cop just me over, caught up in this thing
my case to trial, my juror Paula Deen
I know they hate a nigga but such a major nigga
Tell the clip the .40 when C.I.A. us
305 them killas, Ricky the richest
Air on my table, I talk it then I live it

I feel Pac, I feel like Biggie
I'm feeling like hating niggas waiting to get me
I'm my sleep, I'm losing my mind
You I go hard when it comes to mine
I feel like Pac, Biggie, Pac,

All of you and I eat fast
when I creep past
Blacked out I max out with the same watch on me chain
We killing niggas no repass my momma got like 3
You talkin' bout how you ball nigga we really gettin' that street
Say old money, new
Smell the caine on my new
My old g said strap up and lay your head where you do dirt
And my momma do school work
I was making tool work
And wanted me dead with a whole lot on my head
Man they hit Big in the passenger, hit Pac in the
So I'm riding round this Mac on me
And a bunch of in back of us
Roll up and you a man
Head shot when we ya
We niggas to the murk em man, and I ain't talkin' bout Erica

I feel like Pac, I feel like
I'm feeling like these hating waiting to get me
I'm losing my sleep, I'm losing my
You know I go hard when it to mine
I like Pac, Biggie, Pac, Biggie

Feel like me against the world
me a g
My middle to the world
I'm gon' be a g
Pussy nigga want a stay armed no Biggie
When we get busy no alarms just
We out a lil liquor throw it like straight ballers
We cradle to the ride when my homie call
a damn if you me ? West P
When somebody gotta die, we march to the steps
They Brenda had a baby but she left it in the alley
One that playa hater now we going back to Cali
Hit the time nigga I got a story to
My ambitions as a got me ready to die
And we ride on no more paint we go hard as shit
Why you complaining and you why we call you bitch
an every day struggle nigga me and my bitch
It's suicide I thought you would get
Said fuck me and the gun don't blast
Give me the loot sorry nigga one chance
You know this don't stop
these sucker under pressure
Only god can me shawty I ain't mad at ya

Ya nigga see me
A paid thug
That's why shawty be me
See a kid around around in town kick in your door
I feel like Pac and Biggie love the dough, than you know

I feel like Pac, I feel like
I'm like these hating niggas waiting to get me
I'm losing my sleep, I'm my mind
You know I go when it comes to mine
I feel Pac, Biggie, Pac, Biggie

Ey yo, how you compare yourself to greatness
If you ready to be great, man?
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