Straight motherfuckin ballin Part two, still ballin Westside
[Verse Three: 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 Motherfuckers know I'm comin, so they runnin to they graves, watch Swoop down with my nigga from the Pound Cause {Trick} don't give a fuck, where you coward niggaz now, blast Keep pumpin, ain't worried bout nuttin Busters thought we was frontin, so reload and keep dumpin
[Verse One: 2Pac]
Now ever since a nigga 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 nigga Up befo' 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 niggaz hit 'em up, WESTSIDE Ain't nobody love me as a broke nigga Finger on the trigger Lord forgive me if I smoke niggaz I love my females strapped, no fuckin 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, hell nah, nigga tear I shed for all my homies in the pen, many peers dead Niggaz still ballin
[Chorus: 2Pac]
Still ballin, 'til 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