Неофициальное творение в виде миксования известных композиций пока-неизвестными талантливыми кексами. Текст подгонял Animositat.

Part two, still ballin
Westside

[Verse One: 2Pac]
Now ever since a [bad word] 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 [bad word] Up befo' the sun rise, quicker than the [bad word] dealers
Tell me if it's on, [bad word] then we first to bomb
Bust on these [bad word] made niggaz hit 'em up, WESTSIDE
Ain't nobody love me as a broke [bad word] Finger on the trigger Lord forgive me if I smoke niggaz
I love my females strapped, no [bad word] 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, [bad word] nah, [bad word] tear I shed
for all my homies in the pen, many peers dead
Niggaz still ballin
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 [bad word] know [bad word]  so [bad word] to they graves, watch
Swoop down with my [bad word] from the Pound
Cause {Trick} don't give a [bad word]  where you coward niggaz now, blast
Keep pumpin, ain't worried bout nuttin
Busters thought we was frontin, so reload and keep dumpin

[Verse 2: [bad word] 
I feel heat, everywhere a [bad word] 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,  ???
Fame and fortune, fortune from game
We be zags, and this some bout some cats
Taxes its all the same
Ain't, [bad word]  Nеver gonna change.
As long as there money to exchange [bad word] 

[Verse 3: 2pac]
Now you've been acting like you want it for a long time
All up in a [bad word] face, giving me them strong vibes
Look in my eyes and you'll find peace
Gemini, so you really blow my mind freak, c'mon
I got my clothes off, hard as a [bad word] in jail
Skinny niggas throw the [bad word] well
Everybody get they condoms, brother cause it's time to [bad word] Hurry up and put it on [bad word]  time is up
What's next got my mind on some group 
Where you going baby, I ain't even through yet
Do it like a [bad word] vet, love it how I threw it to ya
In and out make it good to ya, remember me?
I love [bad word] .. //
Hands up, all up inside ya, [bad word] I can stand ya
Eyes open I don't plan to bust, just hold on
Baby let me zone in, what do you mean?
Can you scream let it go [bad word]  how does it feel?
Got a [bad word] like steel in ya, to keep going
Now I'm [bad word] like I'm Killing ya, let's go another round
Baby is you down really, two shots of ecstasy
Lick a [bad word] down silly, your body next to me
I could touch ... //
 even white hoes, bellisimo
Que linda, dame [bad word] to papi [bad word] until the [bad word] is sloppy, if you really want it

[Verse 4: [bad word] 
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 [bad word] 
I like fat asses, fat money bags of cash, and masses 
Slowly as time passes, I found nothing but [bad word]  
Time is facing, and in this where all my thoughts 
"Where all the [bad word] murders take place?" 
And I'm anything when, I'm 'bout to get paid 
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