2Pac - Picture Me Rollin’

2Pac performing Picture Me Rollin’. From the album All Eyez On Me © 1996 DRR Lyrics: Yeah, clear enough for ya? (alright) My niggas look mad Y’all supposed to be happy I’m free! Y’all niggas look like y’all wanted me to stay in jail Hoe bustas! [2Pac:] Picture me rollin’ in my 500 Benz I got no love for these niggas, there’s no need to be friends They got me under surveillance, that’s what somebody be tellin’ “Know there’s dope being sold“, but I ain’t the one sellin’ Don’t want to be another number I gotta puff a gang of weed to keep from goin’ under The federales wanna see me dead Niggas put prices on my head Now I got two Rottweilers by my bed, I feed ’em lead Now I’m released, how will I live? Will God forgive me for all the dirt a nigga did, to feed kids? One life to live, it’s so hard to be positive When niggas shootin’ at your crib Mama, I’m still thuggin’, the world is a war zone My homies is inmates, and most of them dead wrong Full grown, finally a man, just schemin’ on ways to put some green inside the palms of my empty hands Just picture me rollin’ Flossin’ a Benz on rims that isn’t stolen My dreams is censored, my hopes are gone I’m like a fiend that finally sees when all the dope is gone My nerves is wrecked, heart beatin’ and my hands are swollen Thinkin’ of the G’s I’ll be holdin’ Picture me rollin’ [Danny Boy (2Pac):] Picture me rollin’ Picture me rollin’ Picture me, picture me rollin’ Picture me rollin’ Ooh wee (Can you see me now? Move to the side a little bit so you can get a CLEAR picture Can you see it? Picture me rollin’ Picture me rollin’ Yeah nigga! Ay, but peep how my nigga Syke do it to you Guess who’s back?) [Big Syke:] I got ki’s comin’ from overseas Cost a nigga 200 G’s I’m a street commando, Nino for example This lavish lifestyle is hard to handle So I got to floss cause I’m more like a boss player Thug, branded to be a women-layer So many player haters, imitators steady swangin’ Make me wanna start back bangin’ So I’m caught up in the game, dress code changed Packin’ 40 Glocks, contain ’em or rearrange All that jealousy and envy comin’ from my enemies While I’m sippin’ on Rémy in front of black Lexus, Chevy’s on the roam ’96 big body, sittin’ on chrome As we head up out the zone, stone-facin’ is on You can admire, but don’t look too long I’m livin’ a dream with triple beams and my pockets bulgin’ It’s hard to imagine Picture me rollin’ [Danny Boy:] Picture me rollin’ Picture, picture me rollin’ Picture me rollin’ Picture me rollin’ Picture me [CPO (2Pac):] I gots to get the fuck up in it, formulate a caper Cause a nigga straight sufferin’ from lack of havin’ paper My bitch fin’ to have a bastard, see? So I needs to hit a lick, drastically I see some ballin’ ass niggas, and they slippin’ in my spot And, uh, diggin’ the plots. So what? Checkin’ in the park, ’Pac (We caught ’em sleepin’, he didn’t peep you niggas creepin’?) (This how we do it every weekend) (I dump for madness, it’s time to count the profit) (CPO, we got the bomb spot, nigga time to clock it) (I get the liquor, and you could get the females) (This crooked shit that we inflictin’ gettin’ street sales) Move smooth as a motherfucker, me and my 9 I’m as cool as a motherfucker, I’ma get mine Now we satisfied, got the pockets on swollen Boss Hogg and this ’Pac nigga Picture us rollin’ [Danny Boy:] Picture me rollin’ Picture me Picture me rollin’ Picture me rollin’ -- Listen to more of Tupac’s greatest hits: #2Pac2020 #2Pac #Tupac