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(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]

(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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