[Intro]Dm Gm (Big Syke, Newt, Hank, Beugard, Big Sur, y'all know how this shit go)Dm Gm All eyes on me (motherfuckin' OG! Roll up in the club and shit, is that right?)Dm Gm All eyes on meDm Gm All eyes on me (but you know what?) [Primeira Parte]Dm I bet you got it twisted, you don't know who to trustGm So many playa-hatin' niggas tryin' to sound like usDm Say they ready for the funk, but I don't think they knowin'Gm Straight to the depths of hell is where those cowards goin'Dm Well, are you still down? Nigga, holla when you see meGm And let these devils be sorry for the day they finally free meDm I got a caravan of niggas every time we rideGm Hittin' motherfuckers up when we pass byDm Until I die, live the life of a boss playaGm 'Cause even when I'm high, fuck with me and get crossed laterDm The futures in my eyes, 'cause all I want is cash and thangsGm A five-double-oh Benz, flauntin' flashy ringsDm Uhh, bitches pursue me like a dreamGm Been known to disappear before your eyes just like a dope fiendDm It seems, my main thang was to be major paidGm The game sharper than a motherfuckin' razor bladeDm Say money bring bitches, bitches bring liesGm One nigga's gettin' jealous, and motherfuckers dieDm Depend on me like the first and fifteenthGm They might hold me for a second, but these punks won't get meDm We got four niggas, in low riders and ski masksGm Screamin' thug life every time they pass [Refrão]Dm All eyes on me Live the life of a thug niggaGm Until the day I die Live the life of a boss playa (all eyes on me)Dm Gm 'Cause even gettin' highDm All eyes on meLive the life of a thug niggaGm Until the day I die Live the life of a boss playaDm Gm 'Cause even gettin' high [Segunda Parte]Dm So much trouble in the world, niggaGm Can't nobody feel your painDm The world's changin' everyday, time's movin' fastGm My girl said I need a raise, how long will she last?Dm I'm caught between my woman and my pistol and my chipsGm Triple beam, got some smokers on, whistle as I dipDm I'm lost in the land, with no plan, livin' life flawlessGm Crime boss, contraband, let me toss thisDm Needy hookers got a lot of nerveGm Let my bucket swerve, I'm takin' off from the curbDm The nervousness neglect make me pack a TECGm Devoted to servin' this, Moët and pay checksDm Like Akai satellite, nigga, I'm forever ballin'Gm It ain't right: parasites, triggers, and fleas crawlin'Dm Sucker, duck and get busted, no emotionGm My devotion is handlin' my business, nigga, keep on coastin'Dm Where you goin', I been there, came back as lonely, homieGm Steady flowin' against the grain, niggas still don't know meDm It's about the money in this rap shit, this crap shitGm It ain't funny, niggas don't even know how to act, shitDm What can I do? What can I say? Is there another way?Gm Blunts and gin all day, twenty-fo' parlayDm My little homie G, can't you see I'm busta-free?Gm Niggas can't stand me [Refrão]Dm All eyes on me Live the life of a thug niggaGm Until the day I die Live the life of a boss playa (all eyes on me)Dm Gm 'Cause even gettin' highDm All eyes on me Live the life of a thug niggaGm Until the day I die Live the life of a boss playa (all eyes on me)Dm Gm 'Cause even gettin' high [Terceira Parte]Dm The feds is watchin', niggas plottin' to get meGm Will I survive? Will I die? Come on, let's picture the possibilityDm Givin' me charges, lawyers makin' a gripGm I told the judge I was raised wrong and that's why I blaze shitDm Was hyper as a kid, cold as a teenagerGm On my mobile, callin' big shots on the scene majorDm Packin' hundreds in my drawers; fuck the law!Gm Bitches, I fuck with a passion, I'm livin' rough and rawDm Catchin' cases at a fast rate, ballin' in the fast laneGm Hustle 'til the mornin', never stopped until the cash cameDm Gm Live my life as a thug nigga until the day I dieDm Live my life as a boss playa, 'cause even gettin' high These niggas got me tossin' shitGm I put the top down, now it's time to floss my shitDm Keep your head up, nigga, make these motherfuckers sufferGm Up in the Benz, burnin' rubberDm The money is mandatory, the hoes is for the stressGm This criminal lifestyle, equipped with a bulletproof vestDm Make sure your eyes is on the meal ticket, get your moneyGm Motherfucker, let's get rich and we'll kick it [Refrão]Dm All eyes on me Live the life of a thug niggaGm Until the day I die Live the life of a boss playa (all eyes on me)Dm Gm 'Cause even gettin' highDm All eyes on me Live the life of a thug niggaGm Until the day I die Live the life of a boss playa (all eyes on me)Dm Gm 'Cause even gettin' highDm Gm All eyes on me
All Eyez On Me
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Composição: Tupac Shakur, 2Pac, Johnny J, T. Himes e J. Pennington
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