Download another hot old mp3 free audio song by 2Pac (Tupac) and this amazing music is titled “All Eyez On Me ft. Big Syke”.
Actually this amazing music is popped out of an old album which is titled ‘All Eyez On Me’ and it was released in the year 1996.
Music Video below!.
Big Syke, ‘Nook, Paint, Bogart, Big Serge (yeah)
Y’all know how this shit go (you know)
All eyes on me
Roll up in the club and shit, is that right?
But you know what?
[Verse 1: 2Pac]
I bet you got it twisted, you don’t know who to trust
So many player-hatin’ niggas tryna sound like us
Say they ready for the funk, but I don’t think they knowin’
Straight to the depths of Hell is where them cowards goin’
Well, are you still down? Nigga, holla when you see me
And let these devils be sorry for the day they finally freed me
I got a caravan of niggas every time we ride
Hittin’ motherfuckers up when we pass by
Until I die, live the life of a boss player
‘Cause even when I’m high, fuck with me and get crossed later
The futures in my eyes, ’cause all I want is cash and thangs
A five-double-0 Benz, flauntin’ flashy rings, uhh
Bitches pursue me like a dream
Been known to disappear before your eyes just like a dope fiend
It seems, my main thing was to be major paid
The game sharper than a motherfuckin’ razor blade
Say money bring bitches, bitches bring lies
One nigga’s gettin’ jealous and motherfuckers died
Depend on me like the first and fifteenth
They might hold me for a second, but these punks won’t get me
We got foe niggas and low riders in ski masks
Screamin’, “Thug Life” every time they pass, all eyes on me
Live the life of a thug nigga until the day I die
Live the life of a boss player (All eyes on me) ’cause even gettin’ high
Live the life of a boss player ’cause even gettin’ high
[Bridge: Big Syke]
Hey, to my nigga ‘Pac
[Verse 2: Big Syke]
So much trouble in the world, nigga
Can’t nobody feel your pain
The world’s changin’ everyday, time’s movin’ fast
My girl said I need a raise, how long will she last?
I’m caught between my woman and my pistol and my chips
Triple beam, got some smokers on, whistle as I dip
I’m lost in the land with no plan, livin’ life flawless
Crime boss, contraband, let me toss this
Mediocres got a lot of nerve
Let my bucket swerve, I’m takin’ off from the curb
The nervousness neglect make me pack a TEC
Devoted to servin’ this Moët and pay checks
Like Akai satellite, nigga, I’m forever ballin’
It ain’t right: parasites, triggers, and fleas crawlin’
Sucker, duck and get busted, no emotion
My devotion is handlin’ my business, nigga, keep on coastin’
Where you goin’, I been there, came back as lonely, homie
Steady flowin’ against the grain, niggas still don’t know me
It’s about the money in this rap shit, this crap shit
It ain’t funny, niggas don’t even know how to act, shit
What can I do? What can I say? Is there another way?
Blunts and gin all day, 24 parlay
My little homie G, can’t you see I’m buster-free?
Niggas can’t stand me; all eyes on me
[Verse 3: 2Pac]
The feds is watchin’, niggas plottin’ to get me
Will I survive? Will I die? Come on, let’s picture the possibility
Givin’ me charges, lawyers makin’ a grip
I told the judge I was raised wrong and that’s why I blaze shit
Was hyper as a kid, cold as a teenager
On my mobile, callin’ big shots on the scene major
Packin’ hundreds in my drawers, fuck the law
Bitches, I fuck with a passion, I’m livin’ rough and raw
Catchin’ cases at a fast rate, ballin’ in the fast lane
Hustle ’til the mornin’, never stopped until the cash came
Live my life as a thug nigga until the day I die
Live my life as a boss player, ’cause even gettin’ high
These niggas got me tossin’ shit
I put the top down, now it’s time to floss my shit
Keep your head up, nigga, make these motherfuckers suffer
Up in the Benz, burnin’ rubber
The money is mandatory, the hoes is for the stress
This criminal lifestyle, equipped with a bulletproof vest
Make sure your eyes is on the meal ticket, get your money
Motherfucker, let’s get rich and we’ll kick it; all eyes on me
Pay attention, my niggas! See how that shit go?
Nigga walk up in this motherfucker and it be like, “Bing!”
Cops, bitches, every-motherfuckin’-body
(Live my life as a thug nigga until the day I die)
(Live my life as a boss playa, ’cause even gettin’ high)
I got bustas, hoes, and police watchin’ a nigga, you know?
(I live my life as a thug nigga until the day I die)
(Livin’ life as a boss playa, ’cause even gettin’ high)
He he he, it’s like what they think
I’m walkin’ around with some ki’s in my pocket or somethin’
They think I’m goin’ back to jail, they really on that dope
(Live my life as a boss playa)
I know y’all watchin’, I know y’all got me in the scopes
I know y’all know this is Thug Life, baby!
Y’all got me under surveillance, huh?
All eyes on me, but I’m knowin’