Now ever since a nigga was a seed Only thing promised to me was the penitentiary, still ballin' Riding on these niggas cause they lame In a '61 Chevy, still heavy in this game, can you feel me? Blame it on my momma I'm a thug nigga Up before the sun rise, quicker than the drug dealers Tell me if it's on, nigga then we first to bomb Bust on these bitch-made niggas, hit em up, Westside! Ain't nobody love me as a broke nigga Finger on the trigger Lord forgive me if I smoke niggas I love my females strapped, I'll fuck her from the back I get my currency in stacks, California's where I'm at - right? Passed by while these niggas 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
Niggas still ballin
[Hook - 2Pac/Trick Daddy] Still ballin until I die You can bring your crew motherfucker I be ballin, they wonder why You can bring your crew but we remain true!
[Verse 2 - 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 saying But when these kids go to spray 'em, boy, I don't be playin With clientele, any rhyme sales Question is: will you fuck niggas ride for real, huh? Bitch nigga, this is G-rated Plus your homeboy won't make it, street game Fugazi I'm elevated to the top of this shit Done fucked around and put me and 2Pac on the bitch And you can tell 'em "Thug Life" was the reason for this And I ride for any nigga who believe in the shit I'm still ballin
[Hook]
[Verse 3 - 2Pac] Now everybody wanna see us dead 2 murdered on the front page, shot to death, bullets to the head Niggas holla out my name and it's similar to rape Motherfuckers know I'm coming, so they running to they graves: watch! Swoop down with my nigga from the Pound Cause Trick don't give a fuck, where you coward niggas now? Blast, keep pumping, ain't worried bout nothing Busters thought we was fronting, so reload and keep dumping