[Verse One: 2Pac] Now I can make it happen My rappin' is similar to muthafuckers when they scrappin' Blast and watch em' back up Notorious biggie killer, affiliation with death row Niggas get their caps pealed back, fool this the west coast Bitch you misdemeanor I'm raisin hell like felonies Mr. Makaveli straight outta jail to sellin' these Intoxicated we duplicated but never faded Now that we made it my adversaries is player hatin' Got a Mercedes for these tricks, that thought I quit Then got a drop top Jag for these bitches that's on my dick Go to a club in a pack, I'm smokin' bud in the back I wait for niggas to trip, cause bitch I love to scrap Now mama raised me as a thug nigga, with love niggas I'm a millionaire started as a drug dealer I went from rocks to zines, writing raps and movies I went from trustin' these tricks now they all want to sue me So fuck em' all
[Verse Two: 2Pac] I got glad bags with enemies Cut up so they remember me Soaked up in Hennessey So they relatives know it's me You can bet your last dollar, I'll dick em' and holla Ridin' these hoochies like they some heavy ass, Chevy impalas Jump up and get your ass shot up For the profit pick my Glock up I'm bustin' in self defense ya see Poppin' nobody got em' Holla Outlaw riders, mash up on the gas pedal Vacate the scene, count the cash and stash the precious metal Here come the coppers, the S.W.A.T. team and the helicopters Them crackers is crazy (Why?) Cause they'll never stop us I watch Arnold Swarchzenegger bust somebody in the movie Now I want to do it too Ohh, ohh niggas is too through True to the game I claim Outlaw riders We give a fuck what they try I'm..