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

I've been waiting for a long (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 like these hating 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

Sucka walk up on me, talking like he me
Ain't no co defendant do my all by my lonely
Down south nigga, talking jam
Rest in Peace to Uncle Al he showed me my Rollie
want to know me, haters want to show me
But I'm so vicious double m worth eighty
Cop just pulled me over, caught up in this
Take my 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 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 hard when it comes to
I feel like Pac, Biggie, Pac,

All of you starve and I eat
Moussain I creep past
out I max out with the same same watch on me chain
We niggas no repass my momma got like 3 Jags
You bout how you ball nigga we really gettin' that street cash
Say old money, new
the caine on my new shirt
My old g said strap up and lay your head where you do dirt
And my momma said do school
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 round with Mac on me
And a of shooters in back of us
Roll up and you a man
Head shot we clapped ya
We sellin' niggas to the murk em man, and I ain't talkin' Erica

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

Feel like me against the world
me a g
My finger to the world
I'm gon' be a g
Pussy nigga want a witness stay no Biggie
When we get busy no just semis
We pour out a lil throw it like straight ballers
We cradle to the grave ride when my call
a damn if you me ? West P
When gotta die, we gon' march to the steps
They said Brenda had a but she left it in the alley
One that playa hater now we going back to Cali
Hit the nigga I got a story to tell
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 wonder why we you bitch
It's an day struggle nigga me and my bitch
unbelievable 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 shit don't
these sucker under pressure
Only god can me shawty I ain't mad at ya

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

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 when it comes to mine
I like Pac, Biggie, Pac, Biggie

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