All Eyez on Me (DJ Quick Remix Version|Remix) - 2Pac
Composed by：DJ Quick
Beugard Big Sur
Y'all know how this go you know
All eyes on me O G
Roll up in the club and ****
All eyes on me
All eyes on me
Ay you know what
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' up ************ up when we pass by
Until I die live the life of a boss player
'Cause even when I'm high
**** with me and get crossed later
The futures in my eyes
'Cause all I want is cash and thangs
A five double oh Benz flauntin' flashy rings
Uh pursue me like a dream
Been known to disappear
Before your eyes just like a d**e fiend
It seems my main thing was to be major paid
The game sharper than a ************ razor blade
Say money bring *****ies *****ies bring lies
One niggas gettin' jealous and ************ die
Depend on me like the first and fifteenth
They might hold me for a second
But these punks won't get me
We got four niggas in low riders and ski masks
Screamin' thug life
Every time they pass all eyes on me
Live the life of a thug live until the day I die
Live the life of a boss player
All eyes on me
All eyes on me
Live the life of a thug nigga until the day I die
Live the life of a boss player 'cause even gettin' high
Hey to my nigga 'Pac
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
Mediocre's 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 nigga still don't know me
It's about the money in this rap **** this crap ****
It ain't funny niggas don't even know how to act ****
What can I do what can I say is there another way
Blunts and gin all day twenty four parlay
My little homie G can't you see I'm buster free
Nigga just can't stand me 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
All eyes on me
