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  • 作词 : Williams, Robert Rihmeek
    作曲 : Williams, Robert Rihmeek
    I've been waiting for a long time (how long)

    Real damn long time (how long)
    I've been waiting for a long time (how ya feel)
    Man
    I feel like Pac I feel like Biggie
    I'm feeling like these hating ****** waiting to get me
    I'm losing my sleep I'm losing my mind
    You know I go hard when it comes to mine
    I feel like Pac Biggie Pac Biggie
    Sucka walk up on me talking like he know me
    Ain't no co defendant do my dirt all by my lonely
    Down south ***** talking jam pony
    Rest in Peace to Uncle
    Al he showed me my first Rollie

    ******* want to know me haters want to show me
    But I'm so vicious double m worth eighty tickets
    Cop just pulled me over
    Caught up in this thing
    Take my case to trial my juror Paula Deen
    I know they hate a *****
    But he's such a major *****
    Tell the clip the 40 when C I A with us
    305 them killas Ricky Ross the richest
    Bel- Air on my table I talk it then I live it
    I feel like Pac I feel like Biggie
    I'm feeling like these hating ****** waiting to get me
    I'm losing my sleep I'm losing my mind

    You know I go hard when it comes to mine
    I feel like Pac Biggie Pac Biggie

    All of you starve and I eat fast
    Moussain when I creep past
    Blacked out I max out with
    The same same watch on me chain
    We killing ****** no repass my momma got like 3 Jags
    You talkin' bout how you ball *****
    We really gettin' that street cash
    Say old money new work
    Smell the caine on my new shirt
    My old g said strap up
    And don't lay your head where you do dirt
    And my momma said do school work
    I was making that tool work
    And ****** wanted me dead
    With a whole lot on my head
    Man they hit Big in the passenger
    Hit Pac in the passenger
    So I'm riding round with this Mac on me
    And a bunch of shooters in back of us
    Roll up and you a dead man
    Head shot when we clapped ya
    We sellin ****** to the murk em man
    And I ain't talkin' bout Erica
    I feel like Pac I feel like Biggie
    I'm feeling like these hating ****** waiting to get me
    I'm losing my sleep I'm losing my mind
    You know I go hard when it comes to mine
    I feel like Pac Biggie Pac Biggie

    Feel like it's me against the world
    Bury me a g
    My middle finger to the world
    I'm gon' forever be a g
    ***** ***** want a witness stay armed no Biggie
    When we get busy no alarms just semis
    We pour out a lil liquor
    Throw it like straight ballers
    We cradle to the grave ride when my homie call
    Give a damn if you me West P
    When somebody gotta die
    We gon' march to the steps
    They said Brenda had a baby
    But she left it in the alley
    One shot that playa hater
    Now we going back to Cali
    Hit the time ***** I got a story to tell
    My ambitions as a rider got me ready to die
    And when we ride on no more
    Paint we go hard as ****
    Why you complaining
    And you wonder why we call you *****
    It's an every day struggle ***** me and my *****
    It's unbelievable suicide I thought you would get
    Said **** me warning and the gun don't blast
    Give me the loot sorry ***** one more chance
    You know this **** don't stop
    Keep these sucker under pressure
    Only god can judge me shawty I ain't mad at I ain't mad at ya
    Ya ***** can't see me
    A paid thug *****
    That's why shawty wanna be me
    See a kid around around
    In your town kick in your door
    I feel like Pac and Biggie love the dough
    More than you know
    I feel like Pac I feel like Biggie
    I'm feeling like these hating ****** waiting to get me
    I'm losing my sleep I'm losing my mind
    You know I go hard when it comes to mine
    I feel like Pac Biggie Pac Biggie

    Ey yo how you gon' compare yourself to greatness
    If you ain't ready to be great man
    Ain't no more to it

  • [00:00.000] 作词 : Williams, Robert Rihmeek
    [00:01.000] 作曲 : Williams, Robert Rihmeek
    [00:08.37]I've been waiting for a long time (how long)
    [00:11.08]
    [00:11.83]Real damn long time (how long)
    [00:14.56]I've been waiting for a long time (how ya feel)
    [00:17.79]Man
    [00:18.43]I feel like Pac I feel like Biggie
    [00:21.50]I'm feeling like these hating ****** waiting to get me
    [00:24.74]I'm losing my sleep I'm losing my mind
    [00:27.94]You know I go hard when it comes to mine
    [00:31.17]I feel like Pac Biggie Pac Biggie
    [00:35.09]Sucka walk up on me talking like he know me
    [00:38.58]Ain't no co defendant do my dirt all by my lonely
    [00:41.63]Down south ***** talking jam pony
    [00:44.63]Rest in Peace to Uncle
    [00:45.65]Al he showed me my first Rollie
    [00:47.64]
    [00:48.30]******* want to know me haters want to show me
    [00:51.11]But I'm so vicious double m worth eighty tickets
    [00:54.19]Cop just pulled me over
    [00:55.92]Caught up in this thing
    [00:57.34]Take my case to trial my juror Paula Deen
    [01:00.59]I know they hate a *****
    [01:02.22]But he's such a major *****
    [01:03.70]Tell the clip the 40 when C I A with us
    [01:07.30]305 them killas Ricky Ross the richest
    [01:10.29]Bel- Air on my table I talk it then I live it
    [01:12.86]I feel like Pac I feel like Biggie
    [01:15.67]I'm feeling like these hating ****** waiting to get me
    [01:18.78]I'm losing my sleep I'm losing my mind
    [01:21.34]
    [01:21.87]You know I go hard when it comes to mine
    [01:25.11]I feel like Pac Biggie Pac Biggie
    [01:28.13]
    [01:29.10]All of you starve and I eat fast
    [01:31.08]Moussain when I creep past
    [01:32.60]Blacked out I max out with
    [01:34.43]The same same watch on me chain
    [01:35.91]We killing ****** no repass my momma got like 3 Jags
    [01:38.94]You talkin' bout how you ball *****
    [01:40.63]We really gettin' that street cash
    [01:42.10]Say old money new work
    [01:43.35]Smell the caine on my new shirt
    [01:45.14]My old g said strap up
    [01:46.58]And don't lay your head where you do dirt
    [01:48.51]And my momma said do school work
    [01:50.12]I was making that tool work
    [01:51.41]And ****** wanted me dead
    [01:52.87]With a whole lot on my head
    [01:54.49]Man they hit Big in the passenger
    [01:55.96]Hit Pac in the passenger
    [01:57.81]So I'm riding round with this Mac on me
    [01:59.32]And a bunch of shooters in back of us
    [02:01.06]Roll up and you a dead man
    [02:02.56]Head shot when we clapped ya
    [02:04.31]We sellin ****** to the murk em man
    [02:05.91]And I ain't talkin' bout Erica
    [02:06.96]I feel like Pac I feel like Biggie
    [02:09.52]I'm feeling like these hating ****** waiting to get me
    [02:12.64]I'm losing my sleep I'm losing my mind
    [02:15.77]You know I go hard when it comes to mine
    [02:18.71]I feel like Pac Biggie Pac Biggie
    [02:21.85]
    [02:22.53]Feel like it's me against the world
    [02:25.02]Bury me a g
    [02:26.23]My middle finger to the world
    [02:27.75]I'm gon' forever be a g
    [02:29.51]***** ***** want a witness stay armed no Biggie
    [02:32.58]When we get busy no alarms just semis
    [02:35.95]We pour out a lil liquor
    [02:37.38]Throw it like straight ballers
    [02:39.08]We cradle to the grave ride when my homie call
    [02:42.15]Give a damn if you me West P
    [02:44.18]When somebody gotta die
    [02:46.84]We gon' march to the steps
    [02:48.39]They said Brenda had a baby
    [02:49.92]But she left it in the alley
    [02:51.53]One shot that playa hater
    [02:53.19]Now we going back to Cali
    [02:54.64]Hit the time ***** I got a story to tell
    [02:57.55]My ambitions as a rider got me ready to die
    [03:00.87]And when we ride on no more
    [03:02.50]Paint we go hard as ****
    [03:04.13]Why you complaining
    [03:05.21]And you wonder why we call you *****
    [03:07.27]It's an every day struggle ***** me and my *****
    [03:10.57]It's unbelievable suicide I thought you would get
    [03:13.59]Said **** me warning and the gun don't blast
    [03:16.92]Give me the loot sorry ***** one more chance
    [03:20.01]You know this **** don't stop
    [03:21.87]Keep these sucker under pressure
    [03:23.56]Only god can judge me shawty I ain't mad at I ain't mad at ya
    [03:28.63]Ya ***** can't see me
    [03:30.28]A paid thug *****
    [03:31.24]That's why shawty wanna be me
    [03:32.96]See a kid around around
    [03:34.16]In your town kick in your door
    [03:35.96]I feel like Pac and Biggie love the dough
    [03:38.31]More than you know
    [03:39.13]I feel like Pac I feel like Biggie
    [03:41.60]I'm feeling like these hating ****** waiting to get me
    [03:44.69]I'm losing my sleep I'm losing my mind
    [03:47.85]You know I go hard when it comes to mine
    [03:51.09]I feel like Pac Biggie Pac Biggie
    [03:54.20]
    [03:54.99]Ey yo how you gon' compare yourself to greatness
    [03:56.29]If you ain't ready to be great man
    [03:58.14]Ain't no more to it
    [03:58.96]