All Eyez on Me Page #13

It's all love.

- Hey, Suge!

- It's cold as f***.

Can't wait to get back to LA.

Man, how the f***

Snoop gonna tell the world

that them is his homies?

Look, calm down. I'm gonna

handle it, all right'?

Calm down? Nigga,

whose side is you on?

Who the f*** are you yellin' at?

I told you to

calm your little ass down.

I'm gonna handle it.

This is my sh*t, all right?

Nigga, you either handle it

or I'm gonna f***in'

handle that sh*t.

You watch who the f***

you're talkin' to.

Come on, we're all family.

Y'all do somethin'

about this sh*t!

Don't tell me how to

handle my business!

Nigga lost his f***in' mind

talkin' to me crazy.

They're downstairs

talkin' about you.

Man, I don't give a f***.

I said what I said.

Don't nobody do nothin'

until we get there.

I'm on the way

back to LA right now.

Hey, hold on

for a second, all right?

Hey, we full, homie.

You gonna have to fly solo.

Hey, y'all gonna have to

get on the other one.

I'm cool. Y'all go ahead.

Mean like a motherf***er.

Don't f***in matter

what he said.

It only matter what I say.

Tighten up. nigga-

Yo, for real, this is sh*t!

Gettin' back

to that good weather.

- What's up, cuz?

- My homie.

Oh, it's like that?

These niggas are f***ed.

Hey, you goin'

to Vegas tomorrow, cuz?

To the Tyson fight?

- What's up?

- What's up, fam?

- You all right, man? You good?

- I'm all good.

It was a hot trip, cuz,

but guess I'll holla at him

when he come back from Vegas.

Yeah, he be all right.

We'll figure this sh*t out.

Baby, let's just

stay in all night, okay?

Let's make this our forever.

I gotta go support Mike,

baby, all right?

He asked me to be there,

so I gotta go.

- That's my homeboy.

- Yeah. And I'm your girl.

You got this undying loyalty

to help people

and that's not always good.

That's just who I am.

How I was raised.

So I gotta be there.

I said I would.

I know.

- But right now...

- ls that right?

I'm going to need you

right here with me.

What?

You're so beautiful.

Introducing the one

and only iron Mike Tyson!

Here we go,

Tyson comes

right into Bruce Seldon!

Tyson coming

forward... Swing and a miss

with the right hook,

and down goes Bruce Seldon!

And that's it! Just like that,

ifs over in the first round!

Fifty blows. Fifty right

on his ass, real quick.

That nigga knocked his ass out.

Remember them

b*tch-ass niggas

that jumped me in the mall?

Left corner pocket,

right now. Piru.

You already know

what time it is, nigga.

- Hold on, Pac.

- Hold up, blood!

- Hold up.

- Come on, wait up.

- Come on.

- Hold up, though, man!

There's the dope, right there.

What's up now, motherf***er!

Hey, baby. What...

Oh, my God! What happened?

Found the motherf***er

who stole the homie chain.

You got in a fight?

- It ain't nothin', all right?

- And over some stupid chain?

It ain't about the chain.

You just said it was

about the f***ing chain!

I'm not gonna let

nobody diss my company!

Your company?

Me and Suge are partners now.

So first you talk about leaving

and now all of a sudden

you guys are partners?

God, for someone

so smart, you...

Hey!

It ain't like that, okay?

It's not like what?

Is not like what?

Everything I got is tied up

in that motherf***er.

Night?

My house, cars, even my music!

I couldn't leave if I wanted to.

Dre left.

Clearly I ain't Dre.

Where are you going?

Goin' to the club with Suge.

Okay. I'm gonna go with you.

- Kidada.

- What?

Baby, listen...

I'm gonna be there

an hour tops, all right?

One hour.

Then I'm coming

right back to you.

Put on that red dress.

You know I like you in that one.

We hit the crap tables,

drink a little Hennessy,

bring it back to the room

- and make a mess.

- Mm. Okay.

So then you're

really gonna go, huh?

I have to.

One hour.

Okay?

Promise me.

Yo, you cool?

Yo, Pac, you stayin'

or you going?

All right,

y'all hurry up and get there.

Keep your eyes open.

- Let's have some fun.

- E.

- Y'all ready?

- Yeah, I'm good.

You got some rolled up or what?

You already know.

Hell, yeah.

That's what I'm talkin' about.

Roll with it.

Yeah. You already know.

Yo.

You ride with them

in the Lexus, all right?

Jump in the car with Suge.

You sure after everything

that happened?

Yeah, I'm good.

Plus I'm ridin' with this

big nigga right here, man.

I'm straight.

All right, let's roll.

That colorful-ass sweater

Suge got on, man.

Nigga, let's ride.

That sh*t look

like somebody's rug

be in they f***in' living room.

Outlaw immortal win this tussle

Using my strip for muscle

Off in this hustle and bustle

When niggas be itching

And trying to dust you

O-U-T-L-A-W-Z

Yeah, we one in the streets

From the west to the east

Ride or die is the motto...

Outlawz is the sh*t.

You feel me?

- You f***in' with that?

- Hell, yeah.

Yeah, we ready for whatever

And we heavy in the game

Suge, you a crazy nigga.

Yo, Pac. What up?

You're looking good.

- I'm good, man. You good?

- Be safe, man.

- All right.

- You too, brother.

We one in the streets

Yeah, we ready for whatever

And we heavy in the game

I know you know the name

But let me say it

What you puttin' in there now?

Oh!

This is the sh*t right here,

Suge, on me.

You hear that?

- What the f*** is this?

- Hear the sounds of this?

This is my sh*t right here,

Big Suge.

Blackberry Molasses

One of those things

that never change

Oh. hell, no.

You gotta keep pushing on

The sun don't reign all the time

There's gonna be

some heartache and pain

Turn that sh*t off.

We Death Row.

Man, look,

open up your mind, Suge.

Time's we got past that.

Listen to more than

just the rap sh*t.

My nigga's R&B on here

that's slammin'.

This is ghetto gospel

right here.

Your movie's got you f***ed up.

You gettin' soft.

- No, f*** you, nigga.

- Play that hard sh*t.

Keep that sh*t off.

- Ain't that Pac?

- Sure, ifs Pac!

Hey, what's up, Pac?

- What's up, girl?

- Where y'all goin'?

About to go to the club.

Can me and my home girl go too?

Hell, yeah!

We're going to 6-6-2. Fall in.

Follow us.

Oh, sh*t!

Pac!

Pac!

Metro PD! On the ground!

Hey, man,

my homeboy's been shot!

He's in the f***ing car

right now. He's been shot!

On your knees! On the ground!

- Freeze!

- LAPD! LAPD!

He's the victim!

He's the victim. He's with us!

He in the f***in' car!

My man he's been shot!

- LAPD. He's with us.

- Come on, man.

He's a victim!

Tupac!

Tupac!

I'll get his legs.

Oh, sh*t. Come on.

- Keep your eyes open, man!

- Come on, Pac.

Hold on, Pac.

Stay with us.

Keep your eyes open, Pac.

They motherfuckin'

shot my nigga, man!

Hurry up!

Stay with us, Pac.

Hold on.

Hold on.

Keep your eyes open, Pac.

It's gonna be all right.

When Jesus, when Jesus

Jesus died for you and me

This is what he's done

He has lifted

- Lifted

- He's lifted

All of my burdens

He's lifted all of my burdens

All away

Said He is

Yes, He is

Every time I speak

I wanna shiver, you know?

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