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

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

I feel 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 like Pac, Biggie, Pac,

Sucka walk up on me, talking he know me
no co defendant do my dirt all by my lonely
Down south nigga, jam pony
in Peace to Uncle Al he showed me my first Rollie
Bitches want to know me, haters want to me
But I'm so vicious m worth eighty tickets
Cop pulled me over, caught up in this thing
Take my case to trial, my Paula Deen
I they hate a nigga but he's such a major nigga
Tell the clip the .40 C.I.A. with us
305 them killas, Ricky the richest
Bel- Air on my table, I talk it then I it

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

All of you and I eat fast
Moussain when I past
Blacked out I max out the same same watch on me chain
We killing niggas no repass my momma got 3 Jags
You talkin' bout how you ball we really gettin' that street cash
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 said do school work
I was making that tool
And niggas wanted me dead with a lot on my head
Man hit Big in the passenger, hit Pac in the passenger
So I'm riding round this Mac on me
And a bunch of shooters in of us
up and you a dead man
Head shot 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 like hating niggas waiting to get me
I'm losing my sleep, I'm losing my
You know I go hard when it comes to
I feel like Pac, Biggie, Pac,

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

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

I feel like Pac, I feel Biggie
I'm feeling like 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

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