Hennessey
{Obie Trice}
Ha ha, yeah
{Tupac}
Nigga fuck that Gin and
Juice (Hennessy)
Just Pour a nigga a glass
Hennessy, that dark shit
(That's right)
{Obie Trice}
Hey pour me some of that too baby
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 ha, Y'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
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 ‘em, I'll buck and bomb ‘em, them niggas fry
Hey remember me? Down that Hennessy
The nigga you don't wanna
see, let me proceed
My definition of some
thug shit, y'all don't hear me?
Now that it's poppin
aint no love bitch
I maintain in the game,
in the gutter is where I still kick it
I'm tryin to hustle up
a meal ticket
I'm still wicked in my
ways, a hustler till my dying days
Aint nothin wrong with gettin paid
So nigga blaze, cuz we
some motherfuckin fools
Walkin through the streets
wearing jewels
Breakin niggaz, fakin moves
Even the cops can't stop us
My enemies flip when
the see me drink a fifth of that Hennessy
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, Y'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
Now I was born in Detroit
on the side that's west
Troubled child, commin
up I had to ride I guess
Tried to apply myself,
but niggas was ballin
My momma couldn't tell
me shit, the streets was callin
I was often involved
with niggaz breakin the law
I look back Pac nigga,
we was bankin off raw
P Funk, got it pumpin,
he had the connects
Through the sack to us
little niggaz workin the set
And if you got it you
getting wet, nigga 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 4-4, that's the sure way)
And this your old days,
all eyez on me
We was loony I suppose
you could (die homie)
O Trice always repped his block
Pass the Hen' and that
Ice, I'm on a track with Pac nigga
- 专辑：Loyal To The Game
- 歌手：2Pac
- 歌曲：Hennessey
