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Lyrics: Straight motherf***in ballin Part two, still ballin Westside [Verse One: 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 bi***-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 f***in from the back I get my currency in stacks, California's where I'm at - right? Passed by while these niggaz wonder why 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 motherf***er I be ballin, they wonder why (You can bring your crew but we remain true motherf***ers 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 f***-niggaz ride for real, huh? bi*** nigga this is G rated Plus your homeboy won't make it, street game Fugazi I'm elevated to the top of this sh** Done f***ed around and put me and 2Pac on the bi*** And you can tell 'em THUG LIFE was the reason for this And I ride for any nigga who believe in the sh** I'm still ballin [Chorus: 2Pac] Still ballin, 'til the day I die You can bring your crew but we remain true motherf***ers Still ballin, niggaz wonder why You can bring your crew but we remain true motherf***ers Still ballin [Verse Three: 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 Motherf***ers 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 f***, 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 - 2Pac version] [2Pac] 'Til the day I die [T.D.] THUG LIFE! [2Pac] Still ballin.. motherf***ers still ballin [2Pac] Straight motherf***in ballin [fades out] More songs from this artist Comments for this song |
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