Lirik Lagu Ghetto Star - 2Pac
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For all my low life thug niggas,For all my niggas in the hood,Livin the life of a ghetto star,Ha ha ha Makavelli,
Just holla my nameAnd witness game officialNiggas is so shameThey stare stiff like scared bitchesWhile I remain inside a paradoxGone my blockThough gun shots is promised to me when will I stopI hit the weedAnd hope to god I can fly highWitness my enemiesDie when I ride byThey shouldn'ta tried meSend they bodies to they parents up northWith they faces they wrists and they nuts cut offFuck em all what I scream as I dream in tons,Fuck a trick, get me rich n the bitches'll come,bust ma gun make em all scatta,bullets to my nuts only made my balls fatta,eat her dead bee-yatch..mercy neva that,you said u comin back bring it on foeva straped,introduce ya to tha pleasure n tha pain,u could go so far, just sell me ya soul, live tha life of a ghetto star
i live the life of thug nigga, drug deala livin game tightmug nigga, slug nigga split tha fame like,laced with game, practice on takin pain, equipped sameand let it rain thru ya brain,street smart, proficeint intellegent, and keep sukaz hittin till snitchs start smellinmovin niggaz with telekinesis, keepin channel at work feelin different featuraz,leadin niggaz to an early death with they head blown,and to those who didn't make it to the morgue,which is dead n gone,and hope niggaz got fun, kidnapped jacked in the back, with next to they cataracts? they get done,back chat, they toast his ass out,mob related momma my nigga found shot up with his dick in his mouth, print itmy name in these streets, as a mutha fuckin g, now the next generations lookin worse off than me
Walkin thru tha cemetary, talkin to my homies that was buried,say my enemies wanna see me dead I ain't worried, forgive meplease give me shelter calm my fears,lifted my head from my hand that'll ball me tears,I s
Just holla my nameAnd witness game officialNiggas is so shameThey stare stiff like scared bitchesWhile I remain inside a paradoxGone my blockThough gun shots is promised to me when will I stopI hit the weedAnd hope to god I can fly highWitness my enemiesDie when I ride byThey shouldn'ta tried meSend they bodies to they parents up northWith they faces they wrists and they nuts cut offFuck em all what I scream as I dream in tons,Fuck a trick, get me rich n the bitches'll come,bust ma gun make em all scatta,bullets to my nuts only made my balls fatta,eat her dead bee-yatch..mercy neva that,you said u comin back bring it on foeva straped,introduce ya to tha pleasure n tha pain,u could go so far, just sell me ya soul, live tha life of a ghetto star
i live the life of thug nigga, drug deala livin game tightmug nigga, slug nigga split tha fame like,laced with game, practice on takin pain, equipped sameand let it rain thru ya brain,street smart, proficeint intellegent, and keep sukaz hittin till snitchs start smellinmovin niggaz with telekinesis, keepin channel at work feelin different featuraz,leadin niggaz to an early death with they head blown,and to those who didn't make it to the morgue,which is dead n gone,and hope niggaz got fun, kidnapped jacked in the back, with next to they cataracts? they get done,back chat, they toast his ass out,mob related momma my nigga found shot up with his dick in his mouth, print itmy name in these streets, as a mutha fuckin g, now the next generations lookin worse off than me
Walkin thru tha cemetary, talkin to my homies that was buried,say my enemies wanna see me dead I ain't worried, forgive meplease give me shelter calm my fears,lifted my head from my hand that'll ball me tears,I s
