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2Pac - Still Ballin [Nitty Remix] lyrics
(feat. Trick Daddy) Straight motherfuckin ballin Part two, still ballin Westside [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 by 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: dominated by 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 motherfuckers still) [Verse Two: 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 sayin (I'm sayin) But when these kids go to spray 'em boy I don't be playin With clientele, any rhyme sales Question is, will you fuck-niggaz 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 [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 [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 [Chorus - Trick Daddy version] [Chorus - 2Pac version] [2Pac] 'Til the day I die [T.D.] THUG LIFE! [2Pac] Still ballin.. motherfuckers still ballin [2Pac] Straight motherfuckin ballin [fades out] |
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