2Pac

[2Pac]
In this motherfuckin life I lead, sheeit
Hella motherfuckin roadblocks and crooked cops
We still ride though, what side? WESTside
[Verse One: 2Pac]
I want money in large amounts, my garage full of cars that bounce
Movin my tapes in major weight cause every dollar counts
Bustas is jealous and half these niggaz is punks
They runnin off at the mouth 'til I fill it up with my pump
They jump, my automatic keep 'em wary
Why you frontin like you really bad-ass, nigga you scary
I been knowin you for years, we was high school peers, in junior high
I was itchin to kill, and you was, ready to die
Why you bullshittin, niggaz was dyin and catchin cases
Bustin my automatics at motherfuckers in foreign places
Leavin no trace, they see my face and they buried
Them bitches die in a hurry, still I ride, I'm never worried
Mr. Makaveli tell me to ride, and I'ma ride
Pick my enemies out the crowd, and motherfuckers die
It's not the way I wanna live, my nigga it's how it is
Homey got into a fight last night, that killed his kids
[Chorus: 2Pac]
In this life I lead, fiend for currency, get high off weed
Collect G's make my enemies bleed
When you see me nigga holla my set, and watch 'em ride
Outlaw motherfuckers 'til we die, in this life I lead
Fiend for currency, get high off weed
Collect G's make my enemies bleed...
When you see me nigga holla my set, and watch 'em ride
Outlaw motherfuckers 'til we die, in this life I lead
[Verse Two: Young Noble] + (2Pac)
I ain't a killer but don't push me dawg
For the family I'll send that ass straight to God (whatchu doin nigga?)
In this life I lead, I seen the most of my twenty-three years
My vision is blurry, the money is clear (hahaha)
Some of my peers eternally will sleep in a coffin (yeah nigga)
And when Nob' on the road, I'm extremely cautious
(Westside nigga, you know how we do it!)
It happen that fast, split second you gone
At the top of my tombstone put Nob' was raw
Outlaw 'til I'm under the floor
For Kadafi the Prince I stack dough like I clocked all the bricks
With a watch on my wrist dawg, I know the time these days
We Outlawz, we gon' die this way (NIGGA)
We already in the history books, 'Pac made sure of that
Whatever you took, we takin it back
You know it's all for the foundation
Outlawz we still buildin the Thug Nation, holla at ya homey
[Chorus]
[Verse Three: Napoleon]
It ain't nuttin but in-between nuts, oxygen is gettin hot
Got a problem ol' fag-ass nigga, kick rocks