Artist：2Pac/Obie Trice Hahah! Yeah ************* ************* that gin & juice (Hennessy) Just pour me a glass of that dark *************t That's right [Obie] Ay pour me some of that too baby! [Chorus] [2Pac] They wanna knows my role model, it's in a brown bottle [Obie] Yo what's our mother****** motto *************? Hennessy [2Pac] They wanna knows my role model, it's in a brown bottle [Obie] You know our mother****** motto (Hennessy) [2Pac] Hahaha, y'all *************z can't ************* with this ol' thug *************t [2Pac] Hennessy [Obie] That's what you sippin on, now what's your name *************? [2Pac] Big ballin-ass ************* named 'Pac [Verse One: 2Pac] Now I was born in the gutter facin life or death I was a thug ever since my mama gave me breath These mother******s wanna see me die, so who am I to try to warn 'em, I buck and bomb 'em, them *************z fry Hey, remember me? Down that Hennessy The ************* you don't wanna see, let me procede My definition of some thug *************t, y'all don't hear me Now that it's poppin ain't no love ************* I maintain in the game in the gutter's where I still kick it I'm tryin to hustle up a meal ticket I'm still wicked in my ways, a hustler 'til my dyin days Ain't nuttin wrong with gettin paid, so ************* blaze Cause we some mother****** fools Walkin through the streets wearin jewels, breakin *************z makin moves Even the cops can't stop us, my enemies flip when they see me drink a fifth of that Hennessy [Chorus] [Obie] That's what I'm sippin on, now let me tell 'em who I be [2Pac] Big ballin-ass ************* named Trice [Verse Two: Obie Trice] Now I was born in Detroit on the side that's West Troubled child comin up I had to ride I guess Tried to apply myself, them *************z was ballin My mama couldn't tell me *************t, the streets was callin I was often involved with *************z breakin the law I look back, 'Pac *************, we was bankin off raw P-Funk got it pumpin, he had the connects Threw the sack to his lil' *************z workin the set And if you got it you gettin wet, ************* bet on that Don't come around hurr on that floss *************t Detroit *************z off *************t [2Pac] Robbin *************z in the do'ways [Obie] That's right [2Pac] With my four-four, that's the sure way And this your road days, 'All Eyez on Me' We was loonie I suppose, you could [2Pac] Die homie O. Trice always rep his block Pass the Henn and that ice, I'm on a track with 'Pac ************* [Chorus] [Obie Trice] Yeah, ay 'Pac, 'Pac, ************* Detroit love you boy You put it down out here, I mean, y'know Me and my family, my friends, ************* we ride for you always '2Pacalypse Now' 'til infinity boy, forever Shady Records, Afeni Shakur, whattup? Yeah Obie Trice, pour out a lil' liquor *************
Artist：2Pac/Obie Trice Hahah! Yeah ************* ************* that gin & juice (Hennessy) Just pour me a glass of that dark *************t That's right [Obie] Ay pour me some of that too baby! [Chorus] [2Pac] They wanna knows my role model, it's in a brown bottle [Obie] Yo what's our mother****** motto *************? Hennessy [2Pac] They wanna knows my role model, it's in a brown bottle [Obie] You know our mother****** motto (Hennessy) [2Pac] Hahaha, y'all *************z can't ************* with this ol' thug *************t [2Pac] Hennessy [Obie] That's what you sippin on, now what's your name *************? [2Pac] Big ballin-ass ************* named 'Pac [Verse One: 2Pac] Now I was born in the gutter facin life or death I was a thug ever since my mama gave me breath These mother******s wanna see me die, so who am I to try to warn 'em, I buck and bomb 'em, them *************z fry Hey, remember me? Down that Hennessy The ************* you don't wanna see, let me procede My definition of some thug *************t, y'all don't hear me Now that it's poppin ain't no love ************* I maintain in the game in the gutter's where I still kick it I'm tryin to hustle up a meal ticket I'm still wicked in my ways, a hustler 'til my dyin days Ain't nuttin wrong with gettin paid, so ************* blaze Cause we some mother****** fools Walkin through the streets wearin jewels, breakin *************z makin moves Even the cops can't stop us, my enemies flip when they see me drink a fifth of that Hennessy [Chorus] [Obie] That's what I'm sippin on, now let me tell 'em who I be [2Pac] Big ballin-ass ************* named Trice [Verse Two: Obie Trice] Now I was born in Detroit on the side that's West Troubled child comin up I had to ride I guess Tried to apply myself, them *************z was ballin My mama couldn't tell me *************t, the streets was callin I was often involved with *************z breakin the law I look back, 'Pac *************, we was bankin off raw P-Funk got it pumpin, he had the connects Threw the sack to his lil' *************z workin the set And if you got it you gettin wet, ************* bet on that Don't come around hurr on that floss *************t Detroit *************z off *************t [2Pac] Robbin *************z in the do'ways [Obie] That's right [2Pac] With my four-four, that's the sure way And this your road days, 'All Eyez on Me' We was loonie I suppose, you could [2Pac] Die homie O. Trice always rep his block Pass the Henn and that ice, I'm on a track with 'Pac ************* [Chorus] [Obie Trice] Yeah, ay 'Pac, 'Pac, ************* Detroit love you boy You put it down out here, I mean, y'know Me and my family, my friends, ************* we ride for you always '2Pacalypse Now' 'til infinity boy, forever Shady Records, Afeni Shakur, whattup? Yeah Obie Trice, pour out a lil' liquor *************
