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[Chorus: and JoJo]

How do you it? How does it feel?
Comin up as a in the cash game
in the fast lane; I'm for real
How do you want it? How do you
Comin up as a nigga in the game
in the fast lane; I'm for real

[Verse 2Pac]

the way you activate your hips and push your ass out
Got a nigga wantin it so bad I'm to pass out
dig you, and I can't even lie about it
Baby just your clothes, time to fly up out it
Catch you at a club, oh you got me fiendin
Body talkin shit to me but I can't the meaning
Now if you wanna roll with me, here's your chance
Doin on the freeway, police catch me if you can
Forgive me i'm a rider, still I'm just a man
All I is money, fuck the fame I'm a simple man
Mr. International, with the passport
Just like Aladdin bitch, get you you ask for
either him or me -- champagne, Hennessey
A favorite of my homies when we floss, on our
Witness as we creep to a low speed, peep a hoe need
some mo' weed, funk, ya don't need
Approachin hoochies with a passion, been a day
But I've been driven by attraction in a way
body is bangin baby I love it when you flaunt it
Time to give it to daddy nigga now tell me how you it
(Tell me how you it! La-dy, yeahhhyeah)

[Verse Two:

Tell me is it cool to
Did you think I come to am I a fool or what?
Positions on the it's like erotic, ironic
cause I'm somewhat
I'm hittin switches on bitches I been fixed with hydraulics
Up and like a roller coaster, I'm up inside ya
I ain't quittin til the is over, cause I'ma rider
In and out just like a robbery, I'll be a freak
and let you get on top of me, get her rockin
full of Alize, a livin legend
You ain't heard about these play these Cali days
Delores Tucker, a motherfucker
Instead of tryin to help a nigga you destroy a
Worse than the -- Bill Clinton, Mr. Bob Dole
You're too old to understand the way the game is
You're so I gotta hit you with the hot facts
Want some on lease? I'm makin millions, niggaz top
They wanna censor me; rather see me in a cell
in hell -- only a few of us'll live to tell
Now everybody talkin bout us I could a fuck
I'd be the one to bomb and cuss
Nigga tell me how you it

[Verse Three:

Raised as a youth, the truth I got the scoop
on how to get a bulletproof, I jumped from the roof
I was a teenager, mobile phone, SkyPager
Game rules, I'm livin -- my adversaries
is worried, they paranoid of gettin buried
One of us see the cemetary
My only hope to survive if I to stay alive
high, see the demons in my eyes, before I die
I wanna my life and ball, make a couple million
And then I'm chillin fade em all, taxes
got me crossed up and people to sue me
Media is in my business and they actin they know me
Hahaha, but mash out, peel out
I'm with it quick I'se quick to whip that steel out
Yeah nigga it's new shit so better get up on it
When ya see me a nigga how ya want it
How do you it?

2X]

How you it?
Yeah my nigga J
Yeah, we out

me

Cash game, in the fast lane, I'm for real