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[EXCLUSIVE] RIP George Floyd - 2PAC - I CAN'T BREATH l OFFICIAL TRIBUTE TO OUR BROTHER George Floyd

OFFICIAL TRIBUTE TO OUR BROTHER George Floyd l NO TO RACISM ONE COUNTRY - TWO SYSTEMS George Floyd, 45, died Monday night after a white officer kneeled on his neck for several minutes. A bystander’s video showed him pleading and groaning that he could not breathe as the officer knelt on his neck. The officer is seen in the video ignoring his pleas. Police claimed Floyd matched the description of a suspect in a forgery case at a grocery store and that he resisted arrest. ****IMPORTANT**** I Don't WIN MONEY WITH THIS Beats Produced By DJ WOL2N ►► I CAN'T BREATH on soundcloud : https://bit.ly/36L6Zov ►► I CAN'T BREATH on Beatstars : https://bit.ly/2BcAqEl ►►Even When It Rains :   • THE NOTORIOUS B.I.G - Even When It Rains (...   ►►Black life Video :    • 2Pac - BLACK LIFE | #2pac #2pacshakur #tup...   --All feedback is appreciated. Like the video and subscribe if you enjoyed.-- CONNECT AND FOLLOW ME @: ►►Beatstars→ https://www.beatstars.com/djwol2n ►►Soundcloud→   / djwol2n   ►►Instagram→   / djwol2n   ►►Facebook→   / wol2n   📧 Email For Collaboration : [email protected] LYRICS : Money gone fuck friends, I need a homie that know me When all these motherfuckin' cops be on me I got problems, ain't nobody callin' back Now what the fuck is happenin' with my ballin' cats? Remember me? I'm your homie that was down to brawl Sippin' Hennessy, hangin' with the clowns, and all We used to do is drink brew, screw and common knew We had bitches by the dozens, we fuckin' cousins You can throw your middle finger if you feel me, loc A nigga just got paid and we still was broke It took time, but finally the cash was mine All the rewards of a hustler stuck in the grind Look around, and all I see is snakes and fakes It's like scavengers, waitin' to take a hustler's place And when you stuck, where the fuck is all your friends? They straight busted and can't be trusted; fuck y'all! I'm sippin' Tanqueray and juice and what's the use ‘Cause I'm a hopeless thug Ain't no love reminiscin' on how close we was Way back in the day, before they put the crack in the way And heeyyy, how much money can you stack in a day? It's gettin' rough, collect calls from my niggas in cuffs I recollect we used to ball, now just living's enough I stand tall in the winter, summer, spring or fall "Thug For Life" sprawled all across the wall And all about my dollars make me wanna holla Drop an album, sell a million, give a fuck about tomorrow I know it's gettin' crazy after dark, these marks Keep on huffin' and puffin', ain't no fear in my heart What's goin' on in the ghetto? Still struggle and strive I still roll with the heater, smokin' chocolate thai In '94, I'll be goin' solo Too many problems of my own so I'm rollin' dolo ================================ #RIPGEORGEFLOYD #GEORGEFLOYD