2pac feat xzibit paparazzi Lyrics

Sometimes I wonder if its all worth my while
Xzibit stay versitile
With million dollar lifestyle
And I can feel it as a child growin up
The n____z that were real and the n____z that were scared as f___
Thats why xzibit only roll with a chosen few
You aint really real, I can tell when I look at you
So ease off the trigga talk, you aint killin s___
Its not affecting me or the n____z that Im chillin with
I dont believe the hype or buy a woof ticket
n____ you make a gang of noise and never seem like a cricket
I guess thats why we never kick it
A lot of n____z are soft and get tossed tryin to f___ with the liquid
How many n____z do you know like this?
Always claimin that theyre riding but they really turn b____
It dont make sense
Either youre a soldier from the start
Or an actor with a record deal tryin to play the part
Like dat

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Its a shame
n____z in the rap game
Only for the money and the fame
Extra large (extra large)
Its a shame
n____z in the rap game
Only for the money and the fame
Paparazzi (2x)

Verse two

See I dont need no lights no cameras
Just action God dammit
Never no superstar
Im more like a planet
So my composure is kept while others start to sweat
A merchant from the fog with my f___ed up dialogue
Try to live high on the hog leaves you bankrupt
And n____z you spent it on, would not give a f___
Now thats deep, how deep, its deeper than atlantis
Home of the scandalous
Big bad los angeles
Dangerous, vandelous
Yo, not to be trusted
So how the f___ is you hard
Not being scared by the boulevard
Im pulling that card and sayin gin m____fuckar
Flowin like liquid, soak it in m____fuckar
Im breakin it down, my sounds, so crowds are like deaf
From the west
Puttin whole counties to the test
Its all in perspective
Breaker one-nine copy
This is for the n____z gettin caught up in the paparazzi

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Verse three

n____z smoke stress and cross dress
But I just play the back
Others going through schemes and pipe dreams
For a contract
Real tightly rolled, f___ em all how I feel
I made a cool half mil
Before I had a record deal
There for you look and stare like its magic
But too much of anything can make you an addict
When devils be startin static, forgot the automatic
I set it off straight, I spread hate, then I vacate, but wait
Who dare to cross this path
Yo, how do ya like math
Cut with glass, make a blood bath
So on behalf of all n____z I get drunk with
Smokin blunts with
I dispose of your punk s___
Keep it all in perspective
Carbon copies gettin caught up in the paparazzi

Once again, its the liquidation crew, and we return for you like this

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