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

I've been waiting for a long (how long)
damn long time (how long)
I've been 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 losing my
You know I go when it comes to mine
I feel like Pac, Biggie, Pac,

Sucka walk up on me, talking he know me
Ain't no co defendant do my all by my lonely
Down south nigga, talking jam
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 pulled me over, caught up in this thing
my case to trial, my juror Paula Deen
I they hate a nigga but he's such a major nigga
Tell the clip the .40 when C.I.A. us
305 killas, Ricky Ross 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 niggas waiting to get me
I'm my sleep, I'm losing my mind
You know I go hard it comes to mine
I like Pac, Biggie, Pac, Biggie

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

I like Pac, I feel like 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 to mine
I like Pac, Biggie, Pac, Biggie

Feel like it's me the world
me a g
My finger to the world
I'm forever be a g
Pussy want a witness stay armed no Biggie
we get busy no alarms just semis
We pour out a lil liquor throw it like ballers
We cradle to the grave ride when my call
Give a damn if you me ? P
When somebody gotta die, we gon' to the steps
said Brenda had a baby but she left it in the alley
One shot that hater now we going back to Cali
Hit the time I got a story to tell
My ambitions as a got me ready to die
And when we ride on no more we go hard as shit
Why you complaining and you wonder why we call you
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
Give me the loot sorry one more chance
You know this don't stop
Keep these under pressure
god can judge 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 in your town kick in your door
I like Pac and Biggie love the dough, more than you know

I feel Pac, I feel 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 feel Pac, Biggie, Pac, Biggie

Ey yo, how you gon' compare to greatness
If you ain't to be great, man?
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