Ah me and my 2Pac, finna do what we do this, 'cuz it's very understandable Niggas done man You know they done changed, they changed Check out
A a tasket my calico made to blast it And niggas don't it home when fuckin' with my dome In my niggas be gettin' pepper sprayed down Drinkin' with all the boys done got heifer laid down
And it hurts, but don't nothin' change, all the same That's why I come real I'm so heavy off in this game I there, been taught that, niggas screamin', "Caught that" Standin' there with them a hand fulla game And he bought that
Niggas here, the is to be sold not told Ain't no new jack nigga just gon' jump in this ol' shit and on gold Uh-uh, naw, nigga gotta pay some Nigga gotta some blues see what it feel like to lose
200 bundles, 400 bundles, it, a G 'Bout to cook shop, out you really ain't got no D imaginin' shit, and havin' money punk is real Don't be the first to get checked, betta retrospect
No more regular rappin' dare me to cap 'em and me blast niggas be actin' for the simple fact, playa I'ma mash I on my enemies for multiple centuries Forcin' my adversaries to bleed when seein' me
Though east born, I'm west coast raised so much dick throughout the click that now they Death row slaves Father forgive me for thug livin', I'm with this drug dealin' I leave with the click and all the niggas that prison
Brothas be ballin', bitch if you me, call I open on muthafuckas and murder 'em all Me Mr. Makaveli, plus I'm fuck what they tell me I'm makin' these niggas hop on they toes, it daily
I been shot and murdered, can tell you how it happened word for But best believe, that niggas gon' get what deserve In the same way, God my breakas game pays Gettin' and ass for days, now niggas done changed
The game is to be sold, not told still heavy in this Niggas done changed, it ain't the
We been handlin' our business for Gettin' respect all our peers While of our niggas incarcerated, doin' years
is tricky, niggas is snitchy While improve and move positions Niggas done
Call on my real nigga, when it's time to the heat Suburbans servin' deep down your street Leave your trash can, 'cuz it'll be clean when we Let's duff these niggas and hit they ass some heat
they chest up, 'cuz they hatin' and segregatin' Niggas lanes, it's time to blow your brains Before I shot this nigga, I heard him scream, One Fifteen in the clip, I used one slug
Hey, now picture me rollin' Smalls got his eyes swollen My hands on my nuts, I a fuck, I'ma die holdin' 'em Makin' these pause, while schemin' on no drawers' No and ball, down to pussy, dick, and alcohol
Picture me rollin' corny hoes get they holes dug I might show 'em thug passion but I'll show 'em love hit me in combat, relentless when I ride Strategize on my enemies, and plottin' they die
Ask me why I'm high, and my reply, "Till the day I die" Don't wanna picture this world through sober eyes don't die we multiply Connect with the of fallen homies and bustas, then we ride
Surprise niggas they seen us, they duck down we anticipated endow and bust rounds Fuckin' clowns still watchin' clips of 'I Get Scream like a when I beat 'em down Niggas changed
The game is to be sold, not told still heavy in game done changed, it ain't the same
We handlin' our business for years Gettin' respect from all our While most of our incarcerated, doin' years
is tricky, niggas is snitchy While playas and move positions Niggas done
And they changin', understand what I'm sayin'? I don't that, niggas done changed gettin' 60 years for some bullshit Nigga, naw what I mean? Niggas changed
Ah, to have you back that's right big buddy 'Cuz we ain't gon' change They my homie for a second but these Ain't gonna never me down, baby
this out, thug life, baby Fo' sho' Me and 'Pac, now we got in the house Fool with the Rick Rock