[Intro]
Straight motherf**in ballin
Part two, still ballin
Kurupt up in this motherf**er
Westside!
[Verse 1: 2Pac]
Now ever since a n***a was a seed
Only thing promised to me was the penitentiary, still ballin
Ridin on these n***as cause they lame
In a six-one Chevy, still heavy in this game, can you feel me?
Blame it on my momma I'm a thug n***a
Up befo' the sun rise, quicker than the drug dealers
Tell me if it's on, n***a then we first to bomb
Bust on these b**h-made n***as hit 'em up, WESTSIDE
Ain't nobody love me as a broke n***a
Finger on the trigger Lord forgive me if I smoke n***as
I love my females strapped, no f**in from the back
I get my currency in stacks, California's where I'm at - right?
Pa**ed by while these n***as wonder why
I got shot but didn't die, let 'em see who's next to try
Did I cry, hell nah, n***a tear I shed
For all my homies in the pen, many peers dead
n***as still ballin
[Hook: 2Pac]
Still ballin, 'til the day I die
You can bring your crew but we remain true motherf**ers
Still ballin, n***as wonder why
You can bring your crew but we remain true motherf**ers
Still ballin
[Verse 2: Kurupt]
This for all y'all motherf**ers
They done did it, let the dog out the cage
Got pumped up with the gauge
I done did it all, everywhere I go, I ball
Precisely my game tight, or for so I fall
I'm the invincible, and since the top principals
Lose like the Heat to them all, who got the heart to shoot?
I get stitches, play the game with BB britches
When I was young dreamin 'bout money, fame, and b**hes
I like fat a**es, fat money bags of cash, and ma**es
Slowly as time pa**es, I found nothing but money rules
Time and space, and in this where all my thoughts
"Where all the f**ing murders take place?"
And I'm in it to win it; I'm out to get paid
Got all these b**hes on my dick, from the money I made
It's a state I have brought, Growing up it's by naturally
I don't give a f**
Still ballin!
[Hook]
[Verse 3]
[2Pac]
Now everybody wanna see us dead
Two murdered on the front page, shot to d**h, bullets to the head
n***as holla out my name and it's similar to rape
Motherf**ers know I'm comin, so they runnin to they graves, watch
Swoop down with my n***a from the Pound
Cause [Kurupt] don't give a f**, where you coward n***as now, blast
Keep pumpin, ain't worried bout nuttin
Busters thought we was frontin, so reload and keep dumpin
[Kurupt]
I feel heat, everywhere a n***a see me up in the streets
I don't tweak, Keep a straight .38 under the seat
Mad. Mission Mode. My thoughts are cold
Bought some tans of skins, money bags of gold
Roll and collide Homicide vibes inside
Thug Life and Dogg Pound on this midnight ride
Every since we hit the world
We got stationed, with no hesitation
Make moves n***a, Mr. Too Smooth the elaborate
The slow like potion, focus on the money
Thats made sippin on this poisonous potion
Grandma got you got, Too much heat to hot
Get shanked, get shot indulging in this poisonous plot
Fame and fortune, fortune from game
Weed and zags, illicit amounts of cash
Jags its all the same
As long as there money to exchange
ni**a!
[Hook]