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smp4life;7969361 said:What's ya Phone #?
This is probably the one Pac song I can't stand
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smp4life;7969361 said:What's ya Phone #?
The Recipe;7968846 said:supergangster;530153 said:Yo since I came out from rehab I relize that Pac is top 3 DOA I always said that he was top 5 but he always switched sometimes he went to top 10-15.
BUT now I finally relize this nigga is the next best to NAS.
WHATZ your favorite Pac songs?
I*D SAY
HIGH TILL I DIE
LOST SOULZ
WHEN I GET FREE II
HELLRAZOR
I see you been in your R u still down bag. Pac shit is diverse and he has so much my favorite tends to change according to what I heard last, what mood Im in.
bindayvez79;7972652 said:Ambitionz Az A ridah
Still I Rise (Original)
Made Niggaz
Picture Me Rollin
Blasphemy
White Man's World
Confessions W/ Bizzy Bone
Pour Out A Little Liquor
Staring Threw My Rearview
So Many Tears
Outlaw
Against All Odds
Hit Em Up
Bomb First
Runnin (Original) w/ biggie/stretch/outlawz
why you wanna turn on me
16 on death row
When I Get Free Part 1
How long will you mourn me
Bury me a g
cradle to the grave
Brenda got a baby
all eyez on me
wonder why they call u
Life goes on
That's just off the dome. They're are probably more I missed.
supergangster;7973618 said:Listen from 1:33.. DAMN Is this song the real version ? LOL? I never heard dis one before..
NOBODY MENTION THIS ONE IT*SFUCKING GOOOD!
Walkin through the cemetary
Talkin to my homies that was buried
See my enemies wanna see me dead, I ain't worried, forgive me
Please give me shelter, calm my fears
Lifted my head, from my hands, had a palm of tears
I see bodies gettin splashed, with acid
Two shots rang from the plastic glock, wrapped in plastic
Buried the bastard, time to notify, his family
Sheeit, ain't nuttin left to be identified
Evacuate the crime scene fast
Why I heard the Feds had a warrant for my ass
Why, I won't touch down 'til I see Tiajuana
Set up shop sellin them crooked cops marijuana
Label me a success, I made the switch
Retired from the life that never gave me shit
With cash that I couldn't spend, countless cars
An addict for a wife, my life, as a ghetto star