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

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

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

Sucka up on me, talking like he know me
Ain't no co defendant do my all by my lonely
Down south nigga, jam pony
Rest in Peace to Al he showed me my first Rollie
Bitches want to know me, 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 hate a but he's such a major nigga
Tell the clip the .40 C.I.A. with us
305 killas, Ricky Ross the richest
Bel- Air on my table, I it then I live it

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

All of you starve and I eat
Moussain I creep past
Blacked out I max out with the same same 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
Smell the on my new shirt
My old g said strap up and don't lay your where you do dirt
And my momma said do school
I was making that 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 with this Mac on me
And a bunch of in back of us
Roll up and you a man
Head when we clapped ya
We sellin' niggas to the murk em man, and I ain't bout Erica

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 I go hard when it comes to mine
I feel like Pac, Biggie, Pac,

Feel like me against the world
me a g
My middle to the world
I'm forever be a g
Pussy nigga a witness stay armed no Biggie
we get busy no alarms just semis
We pour out a lil throw it like straight ballers
We to the grave ride when my homie call
Give a if you me ? West P
When gotta die, we gon' march 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 nigga I got a story to tell
My ambitions as a got me ready to die
And when we ride on no more paint we go as shit
Why you complaining and you why we call you bitch
It's an day struggle nigga me and my bitch
unbelievable suicide I thought you would get
Said me warning and the gun don't blast
Give me the loot sorry one more chance
You know this shit stop
these sucker under pressure
Only god can judge me shawty I mad at ya

Ya nigga see me
A thug nigga
That's why wanna be me
See a kid around around in your town kick in your
I feel like Pac and Biggie love the dough, more you know

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

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