2Pac Ft. Mc Breed - Gotta Get Mine HD video free download

Artist: MC Breed f/ 2Pac

Album: The New Breed

Song: Gotta Get Mine

[Chorus]

I gotta get mine, you gotta get yours

I gotta get mine, you gotta get yours

I gotta get mine, you gotta get yours

Get yours

[MC Breed]

Smooth as a wanna be, for quickly you a gonna be

(oh that's the way it is)

Fuck yeah and thats the way it's gonna be

Why, puffin on a dank and drinking mad brew

Taking names and after that I'm kickin ass too

Breed, kinda of tha (can I get a ryhme to go)

Hey yo 'Pac I'll set back and design it slow

They hate to see a young nigga, COME UP

Another punk, RUN UP and have to get his, GUN UP

Cause um I ain't takin no shorts

like a Newport, explortin the fully joint and

explodin on the whole court

And I don't wanna be, wanna be, nuttin like mike

cause even mike don't miss every itty bitty triflin

and when you in the spotlight, you get um jocked right

but your life's not tight

Buckin anybody forbid mine

When will they realize, I'm set out to get mine

[Chorus] - 6X

[2Pac]

I keep my mind on my money, money on my mind

Finger on the trigger, nigga, hand on my nine

Smokin blunts a skunk, makin hoes of punks

And only underground funk bumpin outta my trunk

Live my life as a hustler, high till I die

Meetin bitches, gettin riches, miss me when lie

Picture me living out my life as a busta

I'd rather pop out a shot out my glock, and blast motherfuckers

I live that thug life baby I'm hopeless

Chokin off indo tryin to keep my focus

Don't let that bullshit worry me

Fuck the fame, I'm true to the game 'til they bury me

God gave me game so I'm hustlin

Pour out some liqour for my niggaz 2Pac is still strugglin

My niggga Breed knew the time

Whether it's ryhme or crime, nigga, I gotta get mine

[Chorus] - 6X

[MC Breed]

Now let me rush in through your mind, I'm balla is what I keep gettin

Everytime I pick up the mic and start spittin

The sidewalks of New York will start bumpin

Jumpin around, with the motherfuckin pound

And I'm down to the fullest, and breakin niggaz ass off proper

Did you right, that's right, cause I got you in my pocket again

The new jacks, the new jacks

Used to be my niggaz when I ran way back when

I boasted, and roasted, and coasted to the clinical

cause I'll do it again like precision

Cut the two lines in the division

Plus, what I add loose as flutes

It's gamin fo' sale like prostitutes

I never had love for hoes, to put it blunt

They want me in the back, but bitch I'm in the front

Don't front, and really I don't need a reply

Pull yourself together as you pass me by

I'm on a whole nother level, them hoes is left

I told you befo', keep ya pussy to yourself

Goodbye, some many niggaz lied to have

Funny what a motherfucker do for math

I got rats caught up in my everday actions

Point equal to your realest satisfaction

Buckin anybody that forbid mine

When will they realize, I'm set out to get mine

[Chorus] - 6X

Eternally thug nigga Hilfiger made by Tommy

so when I speak hope to reach my ? mommy

oh come to poppy

I love it when you sweat ? ? ? more peeps

until I come to wake no one can stop me

my bump and grind

coming through ya everytime

come get a blast of this thu passion

it'll blow your mind

hey throw up your ? ?

your shit around my back

it's a westside bang fucking hoes around the map

? get down with Tupac while I'm ? out ?

while they seduce my jimmy I'll

be screaming give me body

make then hoes scream my name out

give me my ? and don't cha ? ?

thug nigga ? ? ?

I'm at the freaking parade

I'm watching caramel bitches play

get with real niggaz bullshitting never get your pay

this is the dream of a black teen

? ? hoes cross-country like a greedy crack fiend

now come on