All Eyez On Me

2Pac (Tupac Shakur)

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[Intro] Dm (Big Syke, Newt, Hank, Beugard, Big Gm Sur, y'all know how this shit go) Dm All eyes on me (motherfuckin' OG! Gm Roll up in the club and shit, is that right?) Dm Gm All eyes on me Dm Gm All eyes on me (but you know what?) [Primeira Parte] Dm I bet you got it twisted, you don't know who to trust Gm So many playa-hatin' niggas tryin' to sound like us Dm Say they ready for the funk, but I don't think they knowin' Gm Straight to the depths of hell is where those cowards goin' Dm Well, are you still down? Nigga, holla when you see me Gm And let these devils be sorry for the day they finally free me Dm I got a caravan of niggas every time we ride Gm Hittin' motherfuckers up when we pass by Dm Until I die, live the life of a boss playa Gm 'Cause even when I'm high, fuck with me and get crossed later Dm The futures in my eyes, 'cause all I want is cash and thangs Gm A five-double-oh Benz, flauntin' flashy rings Dm Uhh, bitches pursue me like a dream Gm Been known to disappear before your eyes just like a dope fiend Dm It seems, my main thang was to be major paid Gm The game sharper than a motherfuckin' razor blade Dm Say money bring bitches, bitches bring lies Gm One nigga's gettin' jealous, and motherfuckers die Dm Depend on me like the first and fifteenth Gm They might hold me for a second, but these punks won't get me Dm We got four niggas, in low riders and ski masks Gm Screamin' thug life every time they pass [Refrão] Dm All eyes on me Live the life of a thug nigga Gm Until the day I die Live the life of a boss playa (all eyes on me) Dm Gm 'Cause even gettin' high Dm All eyes on me
Live the life of a thug nigga Gm Until the day I die Live the life of a boss playa Dm Gm 'Cause even gettin' high [Segunda Parte] Dm So much trouble in the world, nigga Gm Can't nobody feel your pain Dm The world's changin' everyday, time's movin' fast Gm My girl said I need a raise, how long will she last? Dm I'm caught between my woman and my pistol and my chips Gm Triple beam, got some smokers on, whistle as I dip Dm I'm lost in the land, with no plan, livin' life flawless Gm Crime boss, contraband, let me toss this Dm Needy hookers got a lot of nerve Gm Let my bucket swerve, I'm takin' off from the curb Dm The nervousness neglect make me pack a TEC Gm Devoted to servin' this, Moët and pay checks Dm Like Akai satellite, nigga, I'm forever ballin' Gm It ain't right: parasites, triggers, and fleas crawlin' Dm Sucker, duck and get busted, no emotion Gm My devotion is handlin' my business, nigga, keep on coastin' Dm Where you goin', I been there, came back as lonely, homie Gm Steady flowin' against the grain, niggas still don't know me Dm It's about the money in this rap shit, this crap shit Gm It ain't funny, niggas don't even know how to act, shit Dm What can I do? What can I say? Is there another way? Gm Blunts and gin all day, twenty-fo' parlay Dm My little homie G, can't you see I'm busta-free? Gm Niggas can't stand me [Refrão] Dm All eyes on me Live the life of a thug nigga Gm Until the day I die Live the life of a boss playa (all eyes on me) Dm Gm 'Cause even gettin' high Dm All eyes on me Live the life of a thug nigga Gm Until the day I die Live the life of a boss playa (all eyes on me) Dm Gm 'Cause even gettin' high [Terceira Parte] Dm The feds is watchin', niggas plottin' to get me Gm Will I survive? Will I die? Come on, let's picture the possibility Dm Givin' me charges, lawyers makin' a grip Gm I told the judge I was raised wrong and that's why I blaze shit Dm Was hyper as a kid, cold as a teenager Gm On my mobile, callin' big shots on the scene major Dm Packin' hundreds in my drawers; fuck the law! Gm Bitches, I fuck with a passion, I'm livin' rough and raw Dm Catchin' cases at a fast rate, ballin' in the fast lane Gm Hustle 'til the mornin', never stopped until the cash came Dm Live my life as a thug nigga Gm until the day I die Live my life as a boss playa, 'cause Dm even gettin' high These niggas got me tossin' shit Gm I put the top down, now it's time to floss my shit Dm Keep your head up, nigga, make these motherfuckers suffer Gm Up in the Benz, burnin' rubber Dm The money is mandatory, the hoes is for the stress Gm This criminal lifestyle, equipped with a bulletproof vest Dm Make sure your eyes is on the meal ticket, get your money Gm Motherfucker, let's get rich and we'll kick it [Refrão] Dm All eyes on me Live the life of a thug nigga Gm Until the day I die Live the life of a boss playa (all eyes on me) Dm Gm 'Cause even gettin' high Dm All eyes on me Live the life of a thug nigga Gm Until the day I die Live the life of a boss playa (all eyes on me) Dm Gm 'Cause even gettin' high Dm Gm All eyes on me
Composição: 2Pac / J.J. Jackson / J.P. PenningtonColaboração e revisão: Denner

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