2pac vs ONYX (Unknow DJ) - Still Ballin | Текст песни

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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

Fredro Starr

IIIIIII got struck by lighting in the thunder
Wildin' in the shit from the tundrum
The Winda!!!!
Help me up, somebodies pullin me under
A scorture, a flame on the brain, this is torture
Terrible, horrible section aborter
Sacrifice the virgin, urbun as splurgin
Split sprice i'm gonna fuck yer like it's hurt yer right
Bombs had got shattered, bullet holes in the paper
Escape the madness, ONYX! the baddest
Souls of a souljah in the streets of survival
If yer plan to buy the blackness
Here's the gun to guide you
Thumble up, crews crumble up under pressure God
It's hard, fuck there won't be two prayin'

Chorus:
Shiftee, low down grity and grimy

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