2pac - Krazy (1996)(Dj Cvince Instrumental) descargar videos gratis

sosefo vatuvei

when the sun come upim still sleeping I use to be sipping with a cool attitude now my boy dead I wanna pay attribute

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I was here

Zac Curiel

Can I use this beat dog?

Tammy

Hollaifyahearme

I see bloodz and cripz running up the hills, looking for a better wayyyyy...

Wil Cadore

even though they remakes its perfect... you do insane work people owe you some $

M.A.A.D City

t. Bad Ass)[2Pac:]Throw me a cigarette, dawg! [inhales]They got me feelin' crazier than a motherfuckerI got Bad Azz in this motherfuckerMakaveli the Don, representin' the OutlawzBad Azz representin' the LBC CrewSo what'cha wanna do? Y'know how we do it[2Pac:]Puffin' on lye, hopin' that it gets me highGot a nigga goin' crazyOh yeah, I feel crazy[2Pac:]Time goes by, puffin' on lyeHopin' that it gets me highGot a nigga goin' crazyOh yeah, I feel crazy(Tell 'em about it!)[2Pac:]Last year was a hard one, but life goes onHold my head against the wall, learnin' right from wrongThey say my ghetto instrumental, detrimental to kidsAs if they can't see the misery in which they liveBlame me for the outcome, ban my records – check itDon't have to bump this, but please respect itI took a minus and now the hard times are behind usTurned into a plus, now they stuck livin' blindedHennessy got me feelin' bad, time to stop drinkin'Rollin' in my drop-top Jag, what's that cops thinkin'?Sittin' in my car, watch the stars and smokeI came a long way, but still I got so far to goDear mama, don't worry; I'ma watch for snakesTell Setchu that I love her, but it's hard todayI got the letter that she sent me, and I cried for weeksThis what came out when I tried to speak – all I heard was…[2Pac:]Time goes by, puffin' on lyeHopin' that it gets me highGot a nigga going' crazyI feel crazyTime goes by, puffin' on lyeHopin' that it gets me highGot a nigga goin' crazyI feel crazy(One, two, three, four)[2Pac:]I see bloods and crips runnin' up the hillLookin' for a better wayMy brothers and sisters, it's time to bail'Cause even thug niggas prayHopin' God hear me, I entered the gameLook how much I changedI'm no longer innocent – casualties of fameMade a lot of money, seen a lot of placesAnd I swear I seen a peaceful smile on my mama's faceWhen I gave her the keys to her own house, this your landYour only son done became a manWatchin' time fly, I love my people, do or dieBut I wonder why we scared to let each other flyJune 1-6, '7-1, the dayMama pushed me out her womb, told me, "Nigga, get paid!"No one can understand me – the black sheepOutcasted from my family, now packin' heatI run the streets, a young runaway, live for todayWhen he died, I could hear him say… (Thug Life, baby!)[2Pac:]Time goes by, puffin' on lyeHopin' that it gets me highGot a nigga goin' crazyI feel crazyTime goes by, puffin' on lyeHopin' that it gets me highGot a nigga goin' crazyCrazyCrazyCrazyI feel crazy (crazy)[Bad Azz:]God, help me out here, 'cause I'm possessedI need the root of all evil for my stress'Cause money's like a strong prescription drugIt's got me addicted to the pleasure and the pain it inflictedSomethin' about the paper with the pictures of the president's head, damn, it's like a motherfuckin' plague that spreadIt's epidemic; forgotten, forgotten it got worseI keep my head on straight, makin' money 'cause it's cursedMakin' money makes a difference day by daySo I gotta stay paid, no doubt, day in and day outThis life is like a vicious cycle called fightin' to liveNo matter how hard you try, it's in death, you gotta dieA lot of my peers didn't make it to the years to comeDid life doin' right or did life livin' dumbWho has the answers? I wonder; I turn to my eldersThey aged and experienced, but they can't even tell yaOr tell me, that there'll be light at the end of the road(Why?) 'Cause they don't even knowA million things run through my mind (through my mind)You ain't gotta be in jail to be doin' time(You ain't gotta be in jail to be doin' time)[2Pac:]Time goes by, puffin' on lyeHopin' that it gets me highGot a nigga goin' crazyI feel crazyTime goes by, puffin' on lyeHopin' that it gets me highGot a nigga goin' crazy[2Pac:]I feel fucked up in this bitchI smoked half a ounce to the head. Chocolate Thai, indo, Hawaiian, lambsbread, Buddha – all that shit!I'm fucked up in this motherfuckerAnd Hennessy don't helpAnd Hennessy don't helpThug Passion in this muh'fuckerMakaveli the Don puttin' it down to the fullestMaximum overload3 Day Theory – Killuminati to your bodyWith the impact of a 12 gauge shottyDouble-I slugs, no love, straight thugsOne time for my niggas in the jail cell, (One time for my niggas locked up)One time for my niggas doin' life in Hell, (One time for my niggas and shit, one time)One time for my niggas in the jail cell (One time)One time for my niggas doin' life in Hell (One time for my niggas locked down)One time for my niggas on the Death Row(One time for my niggas on the Row)For my niggas on Death RowOne time for my niggas livin' broke (Westside, California style, LA!)One time for my niggas livin' broke (You know what time it is, no doubt)One time for my niggas in the jail cell (Get high, puffin' on lye)Wonder if it get me high, yeah

Just another uso

Lighting up that Blunt for my Fav rapper. Born in 98 but just shows how amazing pacs music was. We MISS you Pac!

Firo Froo

Man stop these whack ass lyrics and Listen to the beat

Gracia Thimot

time goes by hoping to fly watching time time goes by hoping I got fly watching time last year was a instrumental but it seems detrimental look it all the thing ive been threw to my cousin lock up in institute I try to pray for better times but it all falls acute to the angels above feel me up with love and then reveal yourself to me in a form a dove drive slow don't drink and drive cause we all no how to survive but when the time come its time to die rest in peace to allot of  people who died I ask why but rhetorical question has a demise please send fanmails to 3101 nw 47 terr apt 321 Lauderdale lakes fl 33319 metaphysical earth name graciathimot by born of undying sun

Be Albo

bejbehhh

taylor turkey

ugh I uhm was addicted to a bunch ahh crazy shit and fealt like the game put a curse on me in that all blacc Benz wit the all black rims and if you talking bout da man they like y'all that's him or I might just ball like way above the rim and each and every day I ask god to forgive me for my sins refull my heart and rejuvenate my veins I just want to chill and kicc it I could care less about the fame or the xtra cash but if I hop ona track then Ill xtra fukkin spaz on me will come through like a tornado but not talkin fukkin tazz on em but I get my guardian angels to fukkin clash onem my enemy thinks I'm jella fast like doing the digital dash on em they tried to set me up like I think she got that mask on her so I sit bacc cause I'm all good on this side the lords on my bacc and when the devil tries to reep me my angels will attack and theres alot of lies in the church oh so there's fires in the church lika match I had to hittem with heaven flow to gettem bacc it was lika damn war and we bout get a stacc

Waleed Qutob

I got mad at you, yes you; the world ain't true; banging realness without knowing the truth... What do you do, it ain't about you; that's what you learned and now you're acting what's true, to you; not the rest of the crew; you don't know what they been thru, now stop complaining and get a job fool, it ain't about you; you were born doomed, never thinking just following the crew; it's true, of course it's true, never thinking always choosing; that's called learning and you end up being unified like the rest of your crew... That's why they call you a crew, it's just another one of them labels that identify you.. You're only real to you, but the only issue is that you're not even you, never had time for nothin' but to choose, lack of freetime; no sitting down to shine, and reflect on all the bullshit that's fed to your mind, don't mind; it's all good just study like you should, and follow the crew until they back stab you, like they always do; not gonna tell you what to do, just do what you gotta do, but don't spin; having freetime is a sin, just do you, even if you never knew you; stay true and do what you're supposed to do.

Legend Gray

I'm feeling a little dead and gone to the hospital for 2pac...

JOy Mariano

Last year was a fog..but life goes on..

Harry Raines

Can you do this remix with the lyrics

JudgeDread 305

I got the letter that you sent me and I cried for weeks this what came out when tried to speak,all I heard was....

Charlie Phai

Nice beat! Thanks for making it! Bless Tupac originality and second remake both tight!