Ha hayeah

{Tupac}

Nigga fuck that Gin and Juice Hennessy

Just Pour a nigga a glass

Hennessythat dark shit That s right

{Obie Trice}

Hey pour me some of that too baby

[Chorus: Tupac/Obie Trice

They wanna know who s my role model

It s in the brown bottle Yo what s our motherfucking motto nigga?

Hennessy

They wanna know who s my role model

It s in the brown bottle You know our motherfucking motto

Hennessy

{Tupac}

Ha ha ha haY all niggaz can t fuck with this whole thug shit Hennessy

{Obie Trice}

That s what your sippin on

Now what s you name nigga?

{Tupac}

Big ballin ass nigga named Pac

[Verse 1: Tupac

Now I was born in the gutter facing life or death

I was a thug ever since my momma gave me breath

These motherfuckaz wanna see me die

So who am I to try to warn emI ll buck and bomb emthem niggas fry

Hey remember me? Down that Hennessy

The nigga you don t wanna seelet me proceed

My definition of some thug shity all don t hear me?

Now that it s poppin aint no love bitch

I maintain in the gamein the gutter is where I still kick it

I m tryin to hustle up a meal ticket

I m still wicked in my waysa hustler till my dying days

Aint nothin wrong with gettin paid

So nigga blazecuz we some motherfuckin fools

Walkin through the streets wearing jewels

Breakin niggazfakin moves

Even the cops can t stop us

My enemies flip when the see me drink a fifth of that Hennessy

[Chorus: Tupac/Obie Trice

They wanna know who s my role model

It s in the brown bottle Yo what s our motherfucking motto nigga?

Hennessy

They wanna know who s my role model

It s in the brown bottle You know our motherfucking motto

Hennessy

{Tupac}

Ha ha haY all niggaz can t fuck with this whole thug shit Hennessy

{Obie Trice}

That s what I m sippin on

Now let me tell em who I be

{Tupac}

Big ballin ass nigga named Trice

[Verse 2: Obie Trice

Now I was born in Detroit on the side that s west

Troubled childcommin up I had to ride I guess

Tried to apply myselfbut niggas was ballin

My momma couldn t tell me shitthe streets was callin

I was often involved with niggaz breakin the law

I look back Pac niggawe was bankin off raw

P Funkgot it pumpinhe had the connects

Through the sack to us little niggaz workin the set

And if you got it you getting wetnigga bet on that

Don t come around hurr on that floss shit

Detroit niggaz off shit

Robbin niggaz in the door ways That s right

With my 4-4that s the sure way

And this your old daysall eyez on me

We was loony I suppose you could die homie

O Trice always repped his block

Pass the Hen and that IceI m on a track with Pac nigga

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