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

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

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

Sucka walk up on me, talking he know me
Ain't no co defendant do my all by my lonely
Down south nigga, jam pony
Rest in Peace to Uncle Al he showed me my first
want to know me, haters want to show me
But I'm so vicious double m 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 C.I.A. with us
305 killas, Ricky Ross the richest
Air on my table, I talk it then I live it

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

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 nigga we really gettin' street cash
Say old money, new
Smell the caine on my new
My old g said strap up and don't lay your head you do dirt
And my said do school work
I was making that work
And niggas 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
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 like these hating niggas waiting 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

Feel like it's me the world
me a g
My middle to the world
I'm gon' be a g
nigga want a witness stay armed no Biggie
When we get busy no just semis
We pour out a lil liquor throw it straight ballers
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 it in the alley
One shot that playa hater now we going back to
Hit the time nigga I got a to tell
My ambitions as a rider got me to die
And when we ride on no more paint we go hard as
Why you complaining and you wonder why we you bitch
It's an day struggle nigga me and my bitch
It's unbelievable suicide I thought you get
Said fuck me and the gun don't blast
Give me the loot nigga one more chance
You know this shit don't
Keep these under pressure
Only god can judge me I ain't mad at ya

Ya can't see me
A paid thug
That's why wanna be me
See a kid around around in your kick in your door
I feel like Pac and Biggie love the dough, more than you

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

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