Shakur was born in New York City to parents who were both political activists and Black Panther Party members. Raised by his mother, he relocated to Baltimore in 1984 and to the San Francisco Bay Area in 1988. With the release of his debut album 2Pacalypse Now in 1991, he became a central figure in West Coast hip-hop for his conscious rap lyrics. Shakur achieved further critical and commercial success with his follow-up albums Strictly 4 My N.I.G.G.A.Z... (1993) and Me Against the World (1995). His Diamond certified album All Eyez on Me (1996), the first double-length album in hip-hop history, abandoned his introspective lyrics for volatile gangsta rap. In addition to his music career, Shakur also found considerable success as an actor, with his starring roles in Juice (1992), Poetic Justice (1993), Above the Rim (1994), Bullet (1996), Gridlock'd (1997), and Gang Related (1997).
During the later part of his career, Shakur was shot five times in the lobby of a New York recording studio and experienced legal troubles, including incarceration. In 1995, Shakur served eight months in prison on sexual abuse charges, but was released pending an appeal of his conviction. Following his release, he signed to Marion "Suge" Knight's label Death Row Records and became heavily involved in the growing East Coast–West Coast hip hop rivalry. On September 7, 1996, Shakur was shot four times by an unidentified assailant in a drive-by shooting in Las Vegas; he died six days later. Following his murder, Shakur's friend-turned-rival, the Notorious B.I.G., was at first considered a suspect due to their public feud, but was also murdered in another drive-by shooting six months later in March 1997 while visiting Los Angeles.
Five more albums have been released since Shakur's death, all of which have been certified Platinum in the United States. In 2002, Shakur was inducted into the Hip-Hop Hall of Fame. In 2017, he was inducted into the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame in his first year of eligibility. Rolling Stone magazine ranked Shakur among the 100 Greatest Artists of All Time.
Shakur was born on June 16, 1971, in the East Harlem section of Manhattan in New York City. While born Lesane Parish Crooks, at age one he was renamed Tupac Amaru Shakur. He was named after Túpac Amaru II, the descendant of the last Incan ruler, Túpac Amaru, who was executed in Peru in 1781 after his failed revolt against Spanish rule. Shakur's mother explained, "I wanted him to have the name of revolutionary, indigenous people in the world. I wanted him to know he was part of a world culture and not just from a neighborhood."
Shakur had an older stepbrother, Mopreme "Komani" Shakur, and a half-sister, Sekyiwa Shakur, two years his junior.
Big Pimpin
2Pac Lyrics
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My dick kinda limp so I cruise around the block
Call my cousin Snoop as I swoop in the Coupe
Stop by my homey Dru house to puff on the loop
Seen my little homey Style who I ain't seen in a while
Damn near gone, floatin on cloud one-nine
Liquor sto', so I grab some mixed gin and juice
Got a quarter pound of bud so I'm fucked up two
Bailed back in the crib (For what?) Because I'm all-in
Conversated then I dug the hoe out
I fixed me some food, then go the hell out
Two A.M. on the dizot, I pause and I stizop
I reminisce on that ass that I rizocked
Now I'm high as a kite
Yeah, and I'm feelin alright
Four A.M. as I stoll back to my crib
To see what's with my woman and my newborn kid
With my mind on my money and my money on my mind
We do this everyday about the same time, beyotch!
I was at the park one day, that's when I saw her face
She looked kind of cavi to me
But when I take her home, and tap that ass I'm gone
I'm just a dog don't blame me
Now do I love them hoes? (HELL NAW!)
And why is that? (Because you're Snoop Doggy Dogg!)
(And you never gave a fuck about a bitch;
'Cause to you, bitches ain't shit but hoes and tricks)
Ha hah, dee dee dadi dadi dah
Listen to the sounds from my nigga Doggy Dogg
Slidin through the city in the rag six-fo'
Hoppin like a motherfucker tryin to find a hoe
Hittin all the spots but I'm comin up blank
I'm headed to the liquor store to get myself some drank
Parks my ride as I, steps inside, as I
Puts my nine double-M to my side, as I
Continue with my mission
Pussy is my dish and I'm fishin, wishin
Upon a star, to come up on some ends
But she caviar, and I let her bet her pussy
So I can get my pimp on
'Cause my pen gets my pimp on from G to ozone
I have pimped my pen, on cold Michigan nights
And the bitch didn't freeze up on me, when I wanted her to write it
I have pimped my pen in the hot California sun
And the bitch didn't drip, smell, or run
As she turned the trick pages, from looseleaf to zig-zags
I have pimped my pen and she is number one in my stable
For I have yet not got a refill, for her
I love her that's why she keeps, performing for me
I have pimped my pen, and she is number one, in my stable
Pleasure, is the treasure that the girl sells all day
Pleasure is the reason that she brings daddy his cash
Dedicated the hoe, dedicate for sure
Dripping willows on satin pillows
Love is being checked, from a hoe
Dead presidents still getting their fuck on
I'm so happy because ain't nothing like a lollipop
That gets sucked, ALL day long
A tangy, little candy drop
I love it when she brings me the pay
Dedicated like everyday... to the sunshine
Yeah my hoe brings me mine
For like she says she does
And I believed her when I accept it
Yeah I got pimp bones in my body
And I rock them, like la-di-da-di
I rock them, mighty hardy, like la-di-da-di
I got pimp bones in my body
The lyrics of 2Pac's song "Big Pimpin'" are about the lifestyle of a pimp. The rapper describes cruising around in his car, smoking marijuana, drinking gin and juice and having sex with women. He also talks about his love for money and the pleasure that the women he controls give him. Throughout the song, he portrays himself as a powerful and successful pimp who is respected by other men.
The lyrics provide insight into the world of pimping and the objectification of women. The language is loaded with sexual references and is derogatory towards women. The chorus, "With my mind on my money and my money on my mind, we do this every day about the same time, beyotch!" is a testament to the money-driven lifestyle of the pimp.
The song is controversial, and some argue it promotes misogyny and toxic masculinity. Nevertheless, the song remains popular in hip hop culture and serves as a glimpse into a subculture that many are not familiar with.
Line by Line Meaning
Woke up one morning out some bomb ass cock
I woke up this morning feeling victorious, after having great sex last night.
My dick kinda limp so I cruise around the block
Though satisfied, my penis isn't erect, so I take a leisurely drive around town.
Call my cousin Snoop as I swoop in the Coupe
While driving my car, I call up my cousin Snoop and inform him of my whereabouts.
Stop by my homey Dru house to puff on the loop
I visit my friend Dru's house to smoke some marijuana, and take in the calming effects.
Seen my little homey Style who I ain't seen in a while
I met my friend Style, whom I didn't catch up with in a long time.
Damn near gone, floatin on cloud one-nine
I'm feeling overwhelmed with peace, joy, and relaxation, like I'm floating on cloud nine.
Liquor sto', so I grab some mixed gin and juice
I step into a liquor store, pick up a bottle of gin and some juice, and head to my next destination.
Got a quarter pound of bud so I'm fucked up two
I'm already intoxicated from marijuana, and it's about to get worse since I've got a considerable amount on me.
Seven, eight, nine ten eleven twelve
I count to twelve in no particular context, leaving its significance unknown.
Bailed back in the crib (For what?) Because I'm all-in
I go back home, supposedly because I put all my efforts into the things I do.
Conversated then I dug the hoe out
I conversed with some people, then had sexual intercourse with a prostitute.
I fixed me some food, then go the hell out
I cooked myself a meal, then quickly leave after finishing it up.
Two A.M. on the dizot, I pause and I stizop
At 2 AM, I stop for a quick moment to take a deep breath and think about the past.
I reminisce on that ass that I rizocked
I fondly remember a woman's butt that I previously had sex with.
Now I'm high as a kite
I'm now very high after smoking marijuana.
Yeah, and I'm feelin alright
I'm feeling great as a result of the drugs I've taken.
Four A.M. as I stoll back to my crib
At 4 AM, I walk back to my house to end the day's activities.
To see what's with my woman and my newborn kid
I'm going home to take care of my wife and baby.
With my mind on my money and my money on my mind
I am always thinking about my finances and how to make more money.
We do this everyday about the same time, beyotch!
I talk about my money and its importance every day at this same time.
I was at the park one day, that's when I saw her face
In the past, I went to the park where I spotted a woman who caught my attention.
She looked kind of cavi to me
I found her to be very expensive and luxurious, like caviar.
But when I take her home, and tap that ass I'm gone
Once I take her to my place and have sex with her, I lose interest in her and move on.
I'm just a dog don't blame me
I'm simply a dog who can't help but chase women, so don't blame me for my actions.
Now do I love them hoes? (HELL NAW!)
I don't love or have any emotional attachment to prostitutes.
And why is that? (Because you're Snoop Doggy Dogg!)
I am Snoop Doggy Dogg, famous for my chill and nonchalant attitude when it comes to women.
('Cause to you, bitches ain't shit but hoes and tricks)
I don't see women as people, but as sexual objects and manipulative deceivers.
Ha hah, dee dee dadi dadi dah
I make meaningless sounds and noises with my mouth.
Listen to the sounds from my nigga Doggy Dogg
Pay attention to the music that I, Snoop Doggy Dogg, have produced.
Slidin through the city in the rag six-fo'
I joyfully move around the city in my convertible car.
Hoppin like a motherfucker tryin to find a hoe
I'm eagerly and energetically searching for a prostitute to have sex with.
Hittin all the spots but I'm comin up blank
I have visited all the usual places to find prostitutes, but to no avail.
I'm headed to the liquor store to get myself some drank
I'm on my way to the store to buy drinks for myself.
Parks my ride as I, steps inside, as I
I park my car and go inside the store to purchase my drinks.
Puts my nine double-M to my side, as I
I keep my gun by my side for protection as I walk around town.
Continue with my mission
I stay dedicated to my goal of finding a prostitute to have sex with.
Pussy is my dish and I'm fishin, wishin
I am searching for a sexual partner and hoping to find one to satisfy my desires.
Upon a star, to come up on some ends
I'm wishing upon a star to receive wealth and fortune in the future.
But she caviar, and I let her bet her pussy
I see high-class women as luxurious like caviar, and I only let them gamble their bodies for sex.
So I can get my pimp on
I want to feel like a pimp, and having sex with prostitutes satisfies that desire.
(Cause my pen gets my pimp on from G to ozone)
By writing music, I can express my pimp-like persona across cities and countries.
I have pimped my pen, on cold Michigan nights
I have written my music in cold Michigan weather, using my pen to express my pimpish lifestyle.
And the bitch didn't freeze up on me, when I wanted her to write it
Despite the cold weather, my pen didn't freeze and prevented me from writing down my thoughts.
I have pimped my pen in the hot California sun
I have written my music in the hot Californian weather, still holding on to my pimp-like attitude.
And the bitch didn't drip, smell, or run
My pen survived the heat without melting, evaporating or running out of ink.
As she turned the trick pages, from looseleaf to zig-zags
My pen has been subjected to different types of paper, from loose leaves to zig-zags, as I wrote down my lyrics.
I have pimped my pen and she is number one in my stable
I regard my pen as my best writing instrument and is the only pen I need.
For I have yet not got a refill, for her
My pen has not run out of ink yet, so I have not had the need to refill it.
I love her that's why she keeps, performing for me
I cherish my pen, and it's valuable to me as it has helped me to stay true to my pimp-like persona.
Pleasure, is the treasure that the girl sells all day
Prostitutes offer pleasure throughout the day, to clients who can pay for their services.
Pleasure is the reason that she brings daddy his cash
Pleasure is the motive behind the prostitute's hustle, which stimulates the flow of money to me.
Dedicated the hoe, dedicate for sure
I acknowledge the hard work of the prostitute and dedicate myself to making her life better by paying her.
Dripping willows on satin pillows
Giving money to the prostitute is similar to weeping willow leaves that are dripping on silky satin pillows. The feeling is calming and exotic.
Love is being checked, from a hoe
As a pimp, I check whether my prostitute still has affection for me or not, since love is considered essential in such relationships.
Dead presidents still getting their fuck on
Though dead, famous leaders are still depicted on American currency; these notes are still being used to pay for sex with prostitutes.
I'm so happy because ain't nothing like a lollipop
I'm delighted as there's nothing quite like a lollipop (a traditional reference to fellatio).
That gets sucked, ALL day long
I'm thrilled with the idea of receiving oral sex throughout the day.
A tangy, little candy drop
Referring to the candy-like taste of the vagina during oral sex.
I love it when she brings me the pay
As a pimp, I'm delighted when my prostitute brings me money from her clients.
Dedicated like everyday... to the sunshine
I'm dedicated every day to making as much money as I can, in order to enjoy the finest things in life under the sun.
Yeah my hoe brings me mine
My prostitute brings me the money I request.
For like she says she does
My prostitute tells me she will pay me, and she follows through on that promise.
And I believed her when I accept it
Since I trust her, I accept the money she brings me.
Yeah I got pimp bones in my body
My natural character traits embody those of a pimp.
And I rock them, like la-di-da-di
I proudly showcase my pimp-like qualities and traits.
I rock them, mighty hardy, like la-di-da-di
I express my pimp-like traits with great energy and enthusiasm.
I got pimp bones in my body
My personality is pimp-like, and it's deeply rooted and ingrained.
Lyrics © Peermusic Publishing
Written by: TRACI COLLEEN HALE, PHILLIP LANEY STEWART, THABISO NKHEREANYE
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
Bryan Philip Morgan
The reason why this is good is because the original is a masterpiece so to come up with a remix worth listening to over the original is a big accomplishment
Wizzattz Productions
By merging 2 of Daz's greatest productions 😁
Bryan Philip Morgan
Two of my favorite songs, fantastic job brotha 👏 great mix
Wizzattz Productions
It tripped me out the moment I realized that Skandalouz and Big Pimpin share similar bass lines, so I had to do a mix blending the 2 together 😁
Mike 1
@Wizzattz Productions 2pac would be proud of you and his family this music fits his personality and voice
JMM_X
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Wizzattz Productions
I try not to 😁👍
Playa R
Always a pleasure to listen that masterpeice 💯
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2 Anti
Please get all your Pac-(In the Late night)
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