2pac - Gangsta's Paradise (Nick T Remix) lyrics

[Verse 1: Coolio] As I walk through the valley of the shadow of d**h I take a look at my life and realize there's nothin' left Cause I've been blasting and laughing so long That even my mama thinks that my mind is gone But I ain't never crossed a man that didn't deserve it Me be treated like a punk you know that's unheard of You better watch how you're talking and where you're walking Or you and your homies might be lined in chalk I really hate to trip but I gotta loc As they croak, I see myself in the pistol smoke, fool I'm the kinda G the little homies wanna be like On my knees in the night saying prayers in the streetlight [Hook 1: L.V.] Been spending most their lives, living in the gangsta's paradise Been spending most their lives, living in the gangsta's paradise Keep spending most our lives, living in the gangsta's paradise Keep spending most our lives, living in the gangsta's paradise [Verse 2: 2Pac] Now I've got task on a n***a's a** Tell me will they blast me I think of an alias in case these crooked b**hes ask me, now It's gettin crazy after dark These narcs be like trying to shut me down but I'm too smart Now picture me scared of the penitentiary I've been moving these things since the days of elementary Now tell me what ya need when ya see me I'm stacking Gs buying all the things on TV, believe me I got some k**ers on my payroll and they know When it's time to handle business n***a lay low Although I'm young I'm still coming up I'm gettin paid pulling razors on n***as when they running up The first to pull the strap when theres drama Buster you ain't heard? I been slicing motherf**ers since I lost my mama There ain't a cop that can stop me My posse is co*ky and they don't wait until they drop me I'm loyal to the game [Hook 1] [Verse 3: Snoop Dogg] To my n***a Chopper dot, with the whoopty-whop on the block Got the heaters co*ked, cause I know the s**ers on the block Hennesey and Belve-D, brings a lot of jealousy n***a stop snitchin', nephew, why you tellin' me? They say the game ain't what it use to be no mo' Used to be a G, but now he just a ho Runnin' 'round poitin' fingers, tellin' names You f**in' up the rules to this dirty game, and it's a diry shame I ain't flippin' out, that's probably why I'm dippin' out Ya'll fools trippin' out, that why I'm on a different route Now, makin' money, havin' clout, what's what it's all about Twenty seven cars and a tweleve bedroom house Now they call me Snoopy Trump I keep my heater close, cause I love to bust Now hat's a stain on a n***a, I bang on a n***a Kick rocks and watch how I do my thang, young n***a; I'm livin' the life! [Hook 1] [Verse 4: The Notorious B.I.G.] In mansion and Benz's Givin ends to my friends and it feels stupendous Tremendous cream, f** a dollar and a dream (whaat) Still tote gats strapped with infrared beams Choppin o's, smokin lye an' Optimo's Money hoes and clothes all a n***a knows A foolish pleasure, whatever I had to find the buried treasure, so grams I had to measure However living better now, Gucci sweater now Drop top BM's I'm the man girlfriend [Hook 1] [Hook 2: LV] (x2) Tell me why are we So blind to see That the ones we hurt Are you and me