Pac's Life (feat. Ashanti & T.I.)

Uh oh, uh oh, oh! Oh! Oh!

They ain't ready for this

LT Hutton, TI, Ashanti

It's that new 'Pac, y'all

Pac's life (everybody needs to chill)

Everybody talkin' 'bout Pac's life

(It's 2Pac, the king)

What do you know about Pac's life?

What do you know? What do you know?

(Only real niggas stay on top)

Everybody talkin' 'bout Pac's life (Outlawz)

Started with five shots, niggas plottin' to kill him

Never figured that that same nigga sell five million

Hit the charts like a madman, nothin' but hits

Court cases got a nigga facin' multiple digits

Dodgin' cop cars, look at how we come so far

Picture a high school drop-out roll in a double R

House full of happiness, weed and drank

Way out, so when trouble tried to find me – can't

Never visioned livin' longer than my twenty first

Thought I'd be locked down, cracked out, or in the dirt

And though it hurts to see the change, it comes with the fame

Watch them gossip in this silly game

To all the motherfuckers speakin' down on me, this is the night

Why's everybody caught up in Pac's life?

To all y'all niggas conversatin' on my life

Mind your motherfuckin' business!

Pac's life (everybody needs to chill)

Everybody talkin' 'bout Pac's life

What do you know about Pac's life?

What do you know? What do you know?

(Only real niggas stay on top)

Everybody talkin' 'bout Pac's life (Outlawz)

I remember that, ayy

What's happenin', Pac? Yeah, I know we never got to meet

But we know all the same people so we got to speak

You taught me first: Fake niggas can't stop a G

And all the shit you went through meant a lot to me

But when they locked you up for nothin', it was a shame to see

You know the crackers came, they did the same thang to me

I get along with real niggas, it's the lane to be

Talkin' loud out of pocket tryna bang with me

And so I pull it out my pocket, let it rain, you see

Now they all in the courtroom, blamin' me

See, we ain't live the same life but represent the same struggle

Power to the real niggas, death to the suckers

Money over bitches, get to know 'em for you love 'em

Death before dishonour, never talk to undercovers

Live by the same rules, so minus the tattoos

We the same sort of dude with the same short fuse

Pac's life (everybody needs to chill)

Everybody talkin' 'bout Pac's life

What do you know about Pac's life?

What do you know? What do you know?

(Only real niggas stay on top)

Everybody talkin' 'bout Pac's life

I want money in large amounts

My garage full of cars that bounce

Movin' my tapes in major weight 'cause every dollar counts

Busters is jealous and half these niggas is punks

They runnin' off at the mouth till I fill it up with my pump

They jump, my automatic keep 'em weary

While you frontin' like you Billy Badass, nigga, you scary

I been knowin' you for years, we was high school peers

In Junior High I was itchin' to kill, and you was ready to die

While you bullshittin' niggas was dyin' and catchin' cases

Bustin' my automatics at motherfuckers in foreign places

Leavin' no trace, they see my face and they buried

Bitches die in a hurry, still I ride, I'm never worried

Mr. Makaveli tell me to ride, and I'ma ride

Pick my enemies out the crowd, and motherfuckers die

It's not the way I wanna live, my nigga, it's how it is

Only real niggas stay on top, word up!

Pac's life (everybody needs to chill)

Everybody talkin' 'bout Pac's life

(Why y'all niggas all up in my shit?)

What do you know about Pac's life?

(Tell them motherfuckers!)

What do you know? What do you know?

Everybody talkin' 'bout Pac's life

(Outlawz, fuck all y'all!)