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[Chorus: K-Ci and

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

One: 2Pac]

Love the way you your hips and push your ass out
Got a nigga wantin it so bad I'm to pass out
Wanna dig you, and I even lie about it
Baby just your clothes, time to fly up out it
Catch you at a club, oh shit you got me
Body shit to me but I can't comprehend the meaning
Now if you wanna roll with me, here's your chance
Doin eighty on the freeway, police 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 Aladdin bitch, get you anything you ask for
It's him or me -- champagne, Hennessey
A of my homies when we floss, on our enemies
Witness as we creep to a low speed, what a hoe need
Puff some mo' weed, funk, ya don't
Approachin hoochies a passion, been a long day
But I've been by attraction in a strong way
body is bangin baby I love it when you flaunt it
Time to give it to daddy nigga now me how you want it
(Tell me how you it! La-dy, yeahhhyeah)

[Verse 2Pac]

me is it cool to fuck?
Did you think I to talk am I a fool or what?
on the floor it's like erotic, ironic
cause I'm psychotic
I'm hittin switches on like I been fixed with hydraulics
Up and down like a roller coaster, I'm up ya
I ain't til the show 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 these
Nights of Alize, a livin legend
You ain't heard about these play these Cali days
Tucker, youse a motherfucker
Instead of tryin to help a nigga you a brother
Worse than the -- Bill Clinton, Mr. Bob Dole
You're too old to understand the way the is told
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; they'd see me in a cell
livin in hell -- only a few of live to tell
Now everybody talkin us I could give a fuck
I'd be the first one to bomb and
Nigga tell me how you it

[Verse Three:

Raised as a youth, tell the truth I got the
on how to get a bulletproof, because I jumped from the
before I was a teenager, mobile phone,
Game rules, I'm livin major -- my
is lookin worried, they paranoid of gettin
One of us see the cemetary
My only hope to survive if I wish to stay
Gettin high, see the demons in my eyes, I die
I wanna live my life and ball, make a couple
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 like they know me
Hahaha, but mash out, peel out
I'm with it quick quick to whip that fuckin steel out
Yeah nigga some new shit so better get up on it
When ya see me tell a nigga how ya it
How do you it?

2X]

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

me

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