Straight motherfuckin ballin' Part two, still ballin' Westside
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'm smokin' 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'
Till the day I die You can bring your crew but we remain true motherfuckers Still ballin', niggaz wonder why You can bring your crew but we remain true motherfuckers Still ballin'