Straight motherf**kin ballin
Part two, still ballin
Westside
[Verse One: 2Pac]
Now ever since a n**** was a seed
Only thing promised to me was the penitentiary, still ballin
Ridin on these n***** 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****
Up befo' the sun rise, quicker than the drug dealers
Tell me if it's on, n**** then we first to bomb
Bust on these b****-made n***** hit 'em up, WESTSIDE
Ain't nobody love me as a broke n****
Finger on the trigger Lord forgive me if I smoke n*****
I love my females strapped, no f**kin from the back
I get my currency in stacks, California's where I'm at - right?
Passed by while these n***** wonder by
I got shot but didn't die, let 'em see who's next to try
Did I cry, hell nah, n**** tear I shed
for all my homies in the pen, many peers dead
n***** still ballin
[Chorus: dominated by Trick Daddy]
Still ballin, until I die
You can bring your crew motherf**ker
I be ballin, they wonder why
(You can bring your crew but we remain true motherf**kers 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**k-n***** ride for real, huh?
b**** n**** this is G rated
Plus your homeboy won't make it, street game Fugazi
I'm elevated to the top of this s***
Done f**ked around and put me and 2Pac on the b****
And you can tell 'em THUG LIFE was the reason for this
And I ride for any n**** who believe in the s***
I'm still ballin
[Chorus: 2Pac]
Still ballin, 'til the day I die
You can bring your crew but we remain true motherf**kers
Still ballin, n***** wonder why
You can bring your crew but we remain true motherf**kers
Still ballin
[Verse Three: 2Pac]
Now everybody wanna see us dead
Two murdered on the front page, shot to death, bullets to the head
n***** holla out my name and it's similar to rape
Motherf**kers know I'm comin, so they runnin to they graves, watch
Swoop down with my n**** from the Pound
Cause {Trick} don't give a f**k, where you coward n***** 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**kers still ballin
[2Pac] Straight motherf**kin ballin {*fades out*}
Part two, still ballin
Westside
[Verse One: 2Pac]
Now ever since a n**** was a seed
Only thing promised to me was the penitentiary, still ballin
Ridin on these n***** 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****
Up befo' the sun rise, quicker than the drug dealers
Tell me if it's on, n**** then we first to bomb
Bust on these b****-made n***** hit 'em up, WESTSIDE
Ain't nobody love me as a broke n****
Finger on the trigger Lord forgive me if I smoke n*****
I love my females strapped, no f**kin from the back
I get my currency in stacks, California's where I'm at - right?
Passed by while these n***** wonder by
I got shot but didn't die, let 'em see who's next to try
Did I cry, hell nah, n**** tear I shed
for all my homies in the pen, many peers dead
n***** still ballin
[Chorus: dominated by Trick Daddy]
Still ballin, until I die
You can bring your crew motherf**ker
I be ballin, they wonder why
(You can bring your crew but we remain true motherf**kers 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**k-n***** ride for real, huh?
b**** n**** this is G rated
Plus your homeboy won't make it, street game Fugazi
I'm elevated to the top of this s***
Done f**ked around and put me and 2Pac on the b****
And you can tell 'em THUG LIFE was the reason for this
And I ride for any n**** who believe in the s***
I'm still ballin
[Chorus: 2Pac]
Still ballin, 'til the day I die
You can bring your crew but we remain true motherf**kers
Still ballin, n***** wonder why
You can bring your crew but we remain true motherf**kers
Still ballin
[Verse Three: 2Pac]
Now everybody wanna see us dead
Two murdered on the front page, shot to death, bullets to the head
n***** holla out my name and it's similar to rape
Motherf**kers know I'm comin, so they runnin to they graves, watch
Swoop down with my n**** from the Pound
Cause {Trick} don't give a f**k, where you coward n***** 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**kers still ballin
[2Pac] Straight motherf**kin ballin {*fades out*}