[Intro/Hook: B-Legit, C-Bo, Richie Rich, 2Pac & E-40]
They say
Influenced by crime, addicted to grindin'
Where I can pile up my chips
And n***as call me a timer
I been ballin' since my adolescent years steady climbin'
Man, you motherf**ers don't know nuttin' about no timin'
That's right, that's right boy, start that sh** off
[Verse 1: 2Pac]
I heard a rumor I died, murdered in cold blood dramatized
Pictures of me in my final stage, you know mama cried
But that was fiction, some coward got the story twisted
Like I no longer existed, mysteriously missin'
Although I'm worldwide, baby I ain't hard to find
Where I spend most of my time, my California grind
Watchin' for thievin', I'm cautious, it's like I'm barely breathin'
Puttin' a bullet in motherf**ers, give me a reason
See me and hope I'm intoxicated or slightly faded
You tried to play me, now homicide is my only payment
I'm addicted to currency in this life I lead
Why the f** you cowards be runnin', too scared to fight a G?
For the life of me, I cannot see
How motherf**ers picture livin' life after a night of f**in' around with me
And if you don't like this rhyme
Then bring your big bad a** to California, 'cause we ain't hard to find
[Hook: B-Legit, C-Bo, Richie Rich, 2Pac & E-40]
Influenced by crime, addicted to grindin'
Where I can pile up my chips
And n***as call me a timer
I been ballin' since my adolescent years steady climbin'
Motherf**ers don't know nuttin' about no timin'
[Verse 2: C-Bo]
I got my locs on, hard hat, goin' to war
Breakin' them off on sight, stoppin' lives like red lights
Watch 'em pause as I pull my strap out my drawers
And get to dumpin' on they a** like the last outlaw
Rich, 2Pac and The Click, smokin' blunts, loadin' clips
With enough sh** to raise your block in one dip
We bring on horror like Tales From the Crypt
And we ain't hard to find is the tales that we kick
[Verse 3: B-Legit]
I'm fully automatic, full of static and sh**
Movin' Dodge van, fifty rounds in the clip
I'm ridin' shotgun with the tint in the back
I'm plan to have a motherf**in' mint in this rap
I'm from the V-A-L-L-E-J-O
Where sellin' narcotics is all I know
I got blow, speed, and weed, whatever yo' kind
And if you need a motherf**er, I ain't hard to find
[Verse 4: D-Shot]
Some may call me bootsy, but I call it timin'
That's while I keeps on grindin' (that's right)
To the point where a n***a can't stop
Too much feelin' this sh**, that's why I'm quick to peel a b**h
Whether it's a n***a or a ho, a ho
Get in my way, then that a** gots to go
'Cause a n***a steady plottin'
I serves hit for hit, and motherf**ers keep droppin'
[Hook: B-Legit, C-Bo, Richie Rich, 2Pac & E-40]
Influenced by crime, addicted to grindin'
Where I can pile up my chips
And n***as call me a timer
I been ballin' since my adolescent years steady climbin'
Man, you motherf**ers don't know nuttin' about no timin'
[2Pac & E-40]
C-Bo, D-Shot, E-40, Richie Rich
Da Bay, beitch!
[Verse 5: E-40]
Down the steps
Abandoned broken down apartment complex
Heavy metal weapons they carry, can't be scary
Playboy, what the f** is a proof without the trauma plate?
n***a, what the f** you got a gun for if you gon' hesitate?
Best shake and bake all those I-was-finst-to-ask n***as
Motherf**ers-didn't-think-I was-gon'-do-somethin'-a** n***as
Threaten your life, ain't like you love him
Bury your thoughts, take his head f** him, have at him
[Verse 6: Richie Rich]
(Check this out)
I grew up with that n***a
Threw up with that n***a
I hear he tryin' to ride
Double agent for the other side
But now, my Glock be so judgmental
Back seat of a rental
Keep my name out your dental, n***a
If your gum bleedin' and you needin'
More than twenty stitches, you behaved like them b**hes
Sideways to the next
Heavy in the game
Check the resident, it's all the same
n***a, and we ain't hard to find
[Outro/Ad-libs: 2Pac, C-BO & E-40]
[2Pac]: Hell nah we ain't hard to find
[C-Bo]: The whole Clickalation fool
[E-40]: Motherf**ers hard to find, right here b**h
[2Pac]: Why them n***as actin' like they can't find us? Like they can't see us and like we don't be at the same spots they be at?
[D-Shot]: It's the same congregation. Young Pac is back, youknowhatImean?
[C-Bo]: n***a be lookin' all the way when he see you and sh**
[D-Shot]: It's a celebration
[E-40]: Motherf**ers better understand this sh**
[D-Shot]: Young 'Pac is back
[2Pac]: Ay D-Shot, n***a, can we get paid man?
Can we just go there and sock this sh** up, please?
[D-Shot]: Hey, we smokin', and we ain't hard to find
[2Pac]: Drinkin' and sh**, f**in' with some Hurricane
[E-40]: A motherf**er's gonna get his marbles regardless, playboy
[2Pac]: You supposed to
[RIch]: Sideways to the next light, and to the next coast, poppin' the muthaf**in' most, you understand what I'm sayin'
[2Pac]: Money over b**hes, n***a, M.O.B., M.O.B