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