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2Pac
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What Goes On (In the City)
Mouse Man and The Wycked Yo check this out I need verse from each of y'all and I'mma do a verse
So what really goes on So what really goes on So what really goes on
Mama raised me crazy Critics should've killed me as a baby Cause now I'm 21, they can't fade me Yea, I'm gettin' major paid, check my pager Poppin' mo game than a Sega Sharp as a razor Rollin' cherokee and not a blazer Fuck the 5-0, watch for lazers Infrared beam moving at ya dome cause it's on One shot from the Glock and he's gone Tell me what goes on in the city Word, that's colder than a dope fiends titty Testing 1 2, testing 1 2 Get a grip bitch, come and get a whiff of this old slick shit You think ya movin' but ya dreamin' Nigga Oaktown, Oaktown, s what they screamin' Uh, I'm gettin' rich, doin' flicks, fuck the grammys Hand on my jammy word to granny What goes on
So what really goes on So what really goes on So what really goes on
I gotta ask y'all a question What's the point of nigga steppin' To the front if ya plan is so defencing I guess that some niggas don't know Frontin' like a bitch have ya size double cut low I know a bro who stuck like chuck in the middle of some shit Always off the grid Scratching and make nigga kill his momma Pimp his son, step to his boy with a gun and a stun Meet to the that I can be a coroner Victim of the old school I from the corner I remember the days You used to meet me by the school playin' flaza But now my niggas bangin' with the cups So when I got paid I hit em off wealth 更多更详尽歌词 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔镜歌词网 My old school g all around me I go to jail But when it came time to show a true color He was ghost and I was lyin' in the gutter Ayo now whats going on
So what really goes on (what's going on) So what really goes on So what really goes on (what's going on) So what really goes on
The funk is on, all the day and all night, long poppin' cops To they chop, side-waist to the next spot Got my uz hang, extra clip, in case some punk bitch Wanna rip, beg to get some of this I duck and tossin' long than fifty niggas deeps in Jeeps Smokin' marijuana rather die than be [?] Bustin' left at the precinct, and leach down low Peelin' cap, so they know, who's in control I'm gonna see 'em on the door Ra ta tat, ta ta was my Tec-9 Can't barely miss with dip, it's being back time Harder from [?] Equipped to kick a nigga's ass, hit the [?]quick Shoot a cop for every blow is ridin' and had a fo-fo, smoking cops like indo So [?]so friends know Straight outta Oaktown pruck em, smoke em make no tuck wit em Jackin' til the break of dawn That's really goes on
So what really goes on So what really goes on So what really goes on So what really goes on So what really goes on So what really goes on So what really goes on
Dope fiends titty (tell me) What goes on in the city, that's colder than a dope fiends titty, tell me What goes on in the city, that's colder than a dope fiends titty, tell me What goes on in the city, that's colder than a dope fiends titty, tell me What goes on in the city, that's colder than a dope fiends titty, tell me What goes on in the city, that's colder than dope fiends titty, tell me What goes on in the city, that's colder than dope fiends titty, tell me What goes on in the city, colder than a dope fiends city (can you tell me)
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