2Pac - Old School (ft. StreetArt) | Edit 2022

2Pac - Old School Mashup beat: @StreetArt Lyrics [Intro: 2Pac] Here we go; we gonna send this one out to the old school All these motherfuckers in the Bronx, and Brooklyn, and Staten Island Queens, and all the motherfuckers that laid it down, the foundation Ya know what I'm saying? Nothing but love for the old school That's who were going do this one for, ya feel me? [Verse 1: 2Pac] I remember Mr. Magic, Flash, Grandmaster Caz LL, Raising Hell, but, that didn't last Eric B. & Rakim was, the shit to me I flip to see a Doug E. Fresh show, with Ricky D And Red Alert was puttin' in work, with Chuck Chill Had my homies on the hill getting ill, when shit was real When I could still remember Raw, with Daddy Kane When De La Soul was puttin' Potholes in the game I can't explain how it was Whodini had me puffin' on that buddha gettin' buzzed 'Cause there I was Them block parties in the projects and on my block It diggy don't stop, sippin' on that Private Stock And through my speaker Queen Latifah, and MC Lyte Listen to Treach, KRS to get me through the night With T La Rock and Mantronix, to Stetsasonic Remember "Push It" was the bomb shit, nuttin' like the old school [Verse 2: 2Pac] I had, Shell Toes, and BVD's A killer crease inside my Lee's when I hit the streets I'm playing skelly, Ringolevio, or catch a kiss Before the homies in my hood learned to smack a bitch I remember. way back, the weak weed they had Too many seeds in the trey bag I'm on the train headin uptown, freestyling With some wild kids from Bucktown, profiling 'Cause the hoochies was starin' Checking what a nigga's wearin' I'm wondering if that's her hair, I remember Stickball, humpin' hoochies on the wall Or taking leaks on the steps, stinking up the hall Through my childhood, wild as a juvenile A young nigga tryin to stay away from Rikers Isle Me and my homies breakin nights, tryin to keep it true Out on the roof sipping 90 proof, ain't nuttin like the old school [Collision: 2Pac] Ay, Rich ain't nothin' like the muh'fuckin' old school, nigga And I know you kinda like reminiscin' when I just freak it to you like that So why don't you flip that shit for these muh'fuckas to like, you know Really just let them see how you pick to the old school 'Cause it ain't the same for every muh'fucka, you feel me? So, uh, take us back, nigga [Verse 3: Richie Rich] Polyurethane busta, cracked in half You claim you foldin' bank, but I know your bank stank I lived around the corner, I've seen you fully smoked Must I say some mo'? You weighed a buck-O-fo' And sold your TV for a bump 'cause it was way too late Now they sent you upstate and you done gained some weight You's a baller, lying to them youngstas quick Got them thinkin' you sick and representin' your clique [Verse 4: 2Pac] Remember popping and locking to Kurtis Blow, the name belts And Scott LaRock the Super Ho back in Latin Quarters When Slick Rick was spittin La Di Da Di Gaming the hoochies at the neighborhood block parties I remember, breakdancing to Melle Mel Jekyll and Hyde, LL when he Rocks the Bells Forget the TV, I'd rather hit the streets and do graffiti Be careful, don't let the transit cops see me Ain't nothing like the old school [Outro: 2Pac] Ay, I was at Latin Quarters, nigga When Eric B. & Rakim did "I Ain't No Joke" for the first time Ay, 'member muh'fuckas used to get their gold chain snatched? Remember that shit? Remember seeing Brooklyn go crazy up in the motherfucking party? Remember motherfuckers used to go, "Is Brooklyn in the house?" And motherfuckers would lose they goddamn mind! That's the old school to me; that's what I'm sayin' I remember goin' places that motherfuckers was scared to say They was from anywhere but Brooklyn; that shit was the bomb Back in the motherfucking old school, nigga Remember skelly, nigga? Knocking niggas out the box, popping boxes? Remember stickball? Member niggas to run that shit like that? Remember the block-- 'Member screaming up at your moms from the window? The ice cream truck, remember all the mother-- 'Member the Italian Ices, yo? Yo, remember the Italian Ices?! The Spanish niggas comin' down with the coconut ices and shit? freestyle rap beat,type beat 2021,freestyle instrumental,freestyle trap beat,freestyle type beat 2021,free beats,type beat trap,type beat free,hard, beat,beats,freestyle beats,type beat,rap beats,beat trap,trap beat,freestyle beat,rap beat,instrumental beats,instrumental,free beat,rap instrumentals,trap beats,beat rap,free beats,beats to rap to,trap instrumental,beat freestyle,beats instrumental,instrumental rap,instrumental trap,type beats,instru rap,instru trap,freestyle type beat,rap,laykx,freestyle instrumental,instru type beat,free type beat,type beat 2020,type beat free #tupacremix #2pacremix #hiphop