S1A$H

Baat karu asli
Mujhe pasand nahi ye nakli log
Likhai me sacchai
Mujhe Hogaya hip-hop ka rog
Baat karta man ki
Sunta dil ki jita khul ke bro
Kalam jab chalti
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Tupac

Memories of high speeds, when the cops crashed
As I laugh, pushing the gas when my Glocks blast
We was young, and we was dumb, but we had heart
In the dark when we survived through the bad parts
Many dreams is what I had, and many wishes
No hesitation in extermination of these snitches
And these bitches they still continue to pursue me
A couple of movies now the whole world tryna scrеw me
Even the cops triеd to sue me
So what can I do but stay true, sipping 22's a brewing
Now the medias trying to test me got the press asking questions, trying to stress me
Misery is all I see, that’s my mind's state
My history with the police is shakin' the crime rate
Ma main man had two strikes, slipped, got arrested and flipped
He screamed, "Thug life"
S1A$H

Baat karu asli
Mujhe pasand nahi ye nakli log
Likhai me sacchai
Mujhe Hogaya hip-hop ka rog
Baat karta man ki
Sunta dil ki jita khul ke bro
Kalam jab chalti
Na ye rukti sach ye likhti jo