This motherfucking life I lead, shit. A hell of motherfucking road blocks and crooked cops. We still ride though. What side?. Westside. . (Verse 1: Tupac).
Live in this muthafucker, Thug Pound Biotch. Kurupt, Daz, Makaveli, Idi, Kastro, Hussein. You know bitch the whole muthafuckin' clique.. We gon' hit yo' ass up. You know where we comin' from.
Yo, Fredwreck, turn this motherfucker up man. So it can fuck with my eardrums a lil' bit. . Some try to repeat my flow. Others neva try 'cuz they know.
Honey let's get high- we're gonna have a real good time. Honey let's get high- we're gonna have a real good time. Wer'e gonna start out on whiskey- we'll end up drinking wine.
Welcome little boys and girls. Makaveli... for the luv of Makaveli it's forever... and ever. Come on... yo. . (Yukmouth). Hey yo 'Pac we still ballin.
Can't nobody. Do you like, we do?. Can't nobody. Do you like, we do?. . Pistols and penitentiaries. Gangstas on a worldwide hunt for head huntin'. Spread dumpin' lead bustin'.
Ghetto, ghetto. (Ghetto millionaire). (Ghetto millionaire). (Ghetto millionaire). (Ghetto millionaire). (Ghetto millionaire). (Ghetto millionaire). . Whassup y'all.
Flea bitten bag lady, once you looked fine. You had a family, you loved just like mine. Second hand clothin' and knots in your hair. Tonight you might die but would anyone care.