Стил Боллин (исполнитель: 2Пак Амару Шакур)

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
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