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 waiting for a long time (how ya feel)
Man

I like Pac, I feel 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 hard 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 dirt all by my
south nigga, talking jam pony
Rest in Peace to Uncle Al he showed me my first
Bitches want to know me, haters to show me
But I'm so vicious double m worth tickets
Cop just pulled me over, caught up in this
Take my to trial, my juror Paula Deen
I know they hate a but he's such a major nigga
Tell the clip the .40 when C.I.A. us
305 them killas, Ross the richest
Air on my table, I talk it then I live it

I feel Pac, I feel like Biggie
I'm like these hating niggas waiting to get me
I'm my sleep, I'm losing 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 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 don't lay your where you do dirt
And my momma do school work
I was making tool work
And niggas wanted me dead 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 bunch of in back of us
up and you a dead man
Head when we clapped ya
We sellin' niggas to the murk em man, and I talkin' bout Erica

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

Feel like it's me the world
me a g
My middle finger to the
I'm forever be a g
Pussy nigga want a witness armed no Biggie
we get busy no alarms just semis
We pour out a lil throw it like straight ballers
We cradle to the grave when my homie call
Give a damn if you me ? P
When somebody gotta die, we gon' march to the
They Brenda had a baby but she left it in the alley
One shot that playa hater now we going to Cali
Hit the time I got a story to tell
My ambitions as a rider got me to die
And when we on no more paint we go hard as shit
Why you complaining and you wonder why we call you
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 sorry nigga one more chance
You know this don't stop
these sucker under pressure
Only god can me shawty I ain't mad at ya

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

I feel like Pac, I feel like
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

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