2Pac — No Part Of Dis

[Intro: 2Pac] What what what what what what? Flavor Unit in the mothafuckin' house 2Pac ready to set this out For the niggas that thought I fell off This especially goes out to my mothafuckin' homie AG [Verse 1: 2Pac] Everybody's wondering if I fell just to get a couple of sales Well, I still be (Hot as hell) Now I'm back to rip this track like I'm dyslexic Niggas staying vexed and hextin' how I sextin' Now who's next? Prepare to hit a texts figurin' nigga to beat Harder than all the heads up in the projects While you're standin' there wonderin' how I'm rippin' and rockin' the shit Pimpin', poppin' shit, 2Pac’ll hit you with some hippity hoppity shit Niggas get a grip or slip and slit yo' shit I hit you quick for some old shit you ain't equipped to kick 2Pac gon' lift, he's ready take control of it Niggas don't trip when I'll be gettin' to the solve of it So think quick or get whiffed or you're sleepin' These niggas don't want no peace, I'm fuckin' beat 'em Niggas don't want no parts of this [Shock G & 2Pac] (Yeah! There is no part of this) 2Pac go ahead rock, bitches 2Pac go ahead rock, bitches 2Pac go ahead rock, bitches (Yeah! There is no part of this) Oaktown got it goin' on (2Pac go ahead rock) [Verse 2: 2Pac] Who shit you up? I'm 'bout to get you to get the go now So quick, you never took no shit for me, I kid a no man, nigga Cold as the snowman, flowin' So niggas know that blow for blowin' I'll never slow, exam my flowin', I'll do shows from hoein' So here we go and, I did the show, now give me dough and Act like you knowin', I run this shit like Jesse Owens Overthrowin', still throw elbow Play a heroic, I slow ya like you're fuckin' growin' Never underestimate a nigga that's ready to rip this microphone To the last that [?] uuh So time to leave me the fuck alone I'm full-grown, so buck in the fuckin' zone I'll never look for trouble, but you startin' shit Nigga get mad as fuck, the suckas get no parts of it Niggas don't get no parts of this [Shock G & 2Pac] (Yeah! There is no part of this) 2Pac go ahead rock, bitches 2Pac go ahead rock, bitches 2Pac go ahead rock, bitches (Yeah! There is no part of this) (Check this out) (2Pac go ahead rock) [Verse 3: 2Pac] If I had a bigger dick or a dime for every time Motherfuckas took a bit of the line from in my rhyme I'll be richer than a bitch with a trick with big pockets Equipped with the dick that's so thick, it fits sockets Please don't misinterpret what I say to be dirty Mothafuckas wanna jerk me, so they ugly how they work me, huh A fuckin' freestyle frenzy for the funky, pop a token Let me pomp it, kickin' the shit just like a donkey So stay off of me, you killin' me softly Mister Softie sweatin' that you lost me or toss me I wish these niggas were smellin' coffee Or better yet they smell the [?], no thank ya I rather smoke the dank if my art start sinkin' like an oil tanker I'm rippin' it quick and niggas know you're not that start this shit I tear it apart when I rock shit Niggas don't get no piece of this