Still Ballin (DJ Fatal Remix) (исполнитель: 2Pac Feat. Kurupt)
Yes, Yes, Yes, Yes Whats Crackin this is uh Mopreme Shcourt Thug Life, Outlawz Strictly representin' for my man DJ FATAL Straight [bad word] ballin Part two, still ballin [bad word] up in this motha [bad word] Westside!!!! [Verse 1: 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 [bad word] 2Pac] Still ballin, 'til the day I die You can bring your crew but we remain [bad word] [bad word] Still ballin, niggaz wonder why You can bring your crew but we remain [bad word] [bad word] Still ballin [Verse 2: [bad word] (this for all y'all motha [bad word] They done did it let the dog out the cage Got pumped, dumped with the gauge I done did it all, everywhere I go, I ball Precisely my game tight, or for sure 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 of 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 and space, and in this realm of thoughts Find More lyrics at www [bad word] Where all the [bad word] murders take place And I'm in it to win it, I'm out to get paid Got all these [bad word] on my [bad word] from all the money I made Its a trait I've acquired, Growing up inspired naturally I don't give a [bad word] a muderer for hire. Still Ballin!!! [bad word] 2Pac] Still ballin, 'til the day I die You can bring your crew but we remain [bad word] [bad word] Still ballin, niggaz wonder why You can bring your crew but we remain [bad word] [bad word] 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 [bad word] know [bad word] so [bad word] to they graves, watch Swoop down with my [bad word] from the Pound Cause [bad word] 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 4: [bad word] I feel heat, everywhere niggas see me up in the streets I don't tweak, speak it straight .38 under the seat Mash. Mission Mode. My thoughts are cold Plots and plans for scams, money bags of gold Roll and collide Homicide Boxicide Thug Life and Dogg Pound on this midnight ride Every since we hit the road We got stationed, with no hesitation Make moves [bad word] 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 Get shanked get shot, engulfed you in this poisonous plot Fame and fortune, fortune from game We be zags, and this some bout some cats Taxes its all the same Aint [bad word] never gon change As long as there money to exchange [bad word] [bad word] 2Pac]