[Produced by Hurt M Badd]
[Intro: Russ]
Pac
[Hook x2: Russ]
Come with me
All these rappers sounding straight p**y
What do we have here now
Do you wanna' ride or die
La-dadada-da-da-da-da
Let me let Pac tell y'all something
[2Pac]
And if you wonder why I'm mad, check the record
What's a n***a' gotta do to get respected
[Verse 1: Russ]
Now if you with me then you with me, no flip flopping
Driving on this rode to the dreams, no pit stopping
No criss-crossing, this ain't no Kid and Play
I ain't crazy, but I'm 'bout, a fifth away
Pour me up
Sounding big on 2Pac sh**, like Notorious
Golden state of mind, this ain't no crime, we just Warriors
And ever since I recognized what I was doing here
I've been letting loose like f** your rules, I got my crew in here
Even though it's dwindle
Me and Bugus, keep a closed circle
Pouring up that Tanqueray, with freaks
After we blow purple
It's no hurdles
Just opticals of illusion
Loose in the booth
I forgot to put my screws in
Chopped, not slopped, up top, like Houston
DJ Rucker got a mutha' fukka' out here woosin'
[Hook x2: Russ]
Come with me
All these rappers sounding straight p**y
What do we have here now
Do you wanna' ride or die
La-dadada-da-da-da-da
[Outro: Russ]
Yeah
I don't know what else I gotta' do, so
I've given y'all ten albums, of original beats and sh**
Since I was seventeen, so
Now Imma' come and show y'all How to Rob
Shoutout to 2Pac
Imma' spazz on mutha' fu...
Gettin' that a** on mutha' fu...
Y'all know what it is