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Straight motherfuckin ballin Part two, still
ballin Westside
[Verse One: 2 Pac] Now ever since a nigga was
a seed Only thing promised to me was the penitentiary, still ballin Ridin
on these niggaz 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 nigga Up befo' the sun
rise, quicker than the drug dealers Tell me if it's on, nigga then we first
to bomb Bust on these bitch-made niggaz hit 'em up, WESTSIDE Ain't nobody
love me as a broke nigga Finger on the trigger Lord forgive me if I smoke
niggaz I love my females strapped, no fuckin from the back I get my
currency in stacks, California's where I'm at - right? Passed by while these
niggaz wonder by I got shot but didn't die, let 'em see who's next to
try Did I cry, hell nah, nigga tear I shed for all my homies in the pen,
many peers dead Niggaz still ballin
[Chorus: dominated by Trick
Daddy] Still ballin, until I die You can bring your crew
motherfucker I be ballin, they wonder why (You can bring your crew but we
remain true motherfuckers still)
[Verse Two: Trick Daddy] Now
as I kneel and pray I hope the Lord understand When he's gone, devolve, I
become a dangerous man Ain't crazy or deranged, I'm sayin (I'm sayin) But
when these kids go to spray 'em boy I don't be playin With clientele, any
rhyme sales Question is, will you fuck-niggaz ride for real, huh? Bitch
nigga this is G rated Plus your homeboy won't make it, street game
Fugazi I'm elevated to the top of this shit Done fucked around and put me
and 2 Pac on the bitch And you can tell 'em THUG LIFE was the reason for
this And I ride for any nigga who believe in the shit I'm still
ballin
[Chorus: 2 Pac] Still ballin, 'til the day I die You
can bring your crew but we remain true motherfuckers Still ballin, niggaz
wonder why You can bring your crew but we remain true motherfuckers Still
ballin
[Verse Three: 2 Pac] Now everybody wanna see us
dead Two murdered on the front page, shot to death, bullets to the
head Niggaz holla out my name and it's similar to rape Motherfuckers know
I'm comin, so they runnin to they graves, watch Swoop down with my nigga from
the Pound Cause {Trick} don't give a fuck, where you coward niggaz now,
blast Keep pumpin, ain't worried bout nuttin Busters thought we was
frontin, so reload and keep dumpin
[Chorus - Trick Daddy
version] [Chorus - 2 Pac version]
[2 Pac] 'Til the day
I die [T.D.] THUG LIFE! [2 Pac] Still ballin.. motherfuckers
still ballin [2 Pac] Straight motherfuckin ballin [fades out]
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