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(feat. Kurupt) Yes, Yes, Yes, Yes Whats Crackin this is uh Mopreme Shcourt Thug Life, Outlawz This is strictly for my man DJ FATAL Straight motherfuckin ballin Part two, still ballin Kurupt up in this motha fucka Westside!!!! [Verse 1: 2Pac] 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 why SongtexteI 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: 2Pac] 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 2: Kurupt] (this for all y'all motha fuckas) They done did it at the door, got 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 bitches I like fat asses, fat money bags of cash, and masses Slowly as time passes, I found nothing but money rules. Time is facing, and in this where all my thoughts "Where all the fucking murders take place?" And I'm anything when, I'm 'bout to get paid Got all these bitches on my dick, from the money I made Its a state I have brought, Growing up its by naturally I don't give a fuck Still Ballin!!! [Chorus: 2Pac] 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 3: 2Pac] 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 [Kurupt] 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 [Verse 4: Kurupt] I feel heat, everywhere a nigga 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 Rolled in ??? Homicide Boxicide Thug Life and Dogg Pound on this midnight ride Every since we hit the world We got stationed, with no hesitation Make moves nigga, 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 Cause Shank is shot, Belgium in this poisonous ??? Fame and fortune, fortune from game We be zags, and this some bout some cats Taxes its all the same As long as there money to exchange NIGGA! [Chorus: 2Pac] Aus Songtexte Mania