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

I've been waiting for a time (how long)
Real long time (how long)
I've been waiting for a 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 I go hard when it comes to mine
I feel like Pac, Biggie, Pac,

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Ey yo, how you gon' compare to greatness
If you ain't to be great, man?
Ain't no to it