House full of happiness, weed and drank Way out So when trouble tried to find me can't Never visioned living longer than my twenty first Thought I'd locked down, cracked
and truants, shit's deep Turn eighteen, burn my will when I go Burnt my body with my shotty, or chosin my dough So while you reminiscin all nights out
they seduce my Jimmy I'll be screamin gimmie body Make em all scream my name out gimmie my props and don't ya love how this Thug nigga beat up the cock
pac Verse 3) Pardon me, ??? has been God and try me I'll be damned if I die come look at the rage in my eyes G They got my homies in a jail cell Now it
be a crooked nigga too [Chorus] [2Pac] Aiyyo! Why me? Play like Jasmine Guy and try me I'll be damned if I die, come look at the rage in my eyes
feat. Ron Isley) [Girl] Scott Storich(??) [Hook (Tupac)] Why'd you sland crack? I had to Why'd you sland crack? Cuz I had to Why'd you sland crack
year It appears that I've been marked for death My heartless breath The underlying cause of my arrest My life is stressed And no rest, forever weary My
pistols in the air Where my soldiers at Where my soldiers at Where my soldiers Where my soldiers at Where my soldiers Where my soldiers at When
enough of spending And since my life is based on sinnin, I'm hellbound Rather be buried than be worried, livin held down My game plan to be trained and
& Kastro] My nine is thuglord My mind on my grind Outlawz is my heart They shine when I shine My ryhme is my grind My team be on role Proceed
I'm diggin I'll get deep into your liver I'm game tight Love fucking bitches in the same night My words are aphrodisiacs if you say em right The club be
Niggaz will never get this shit back Spit it so eloquently My pistols represent me Bust until my rounds empty Back for the street fame [Chorus] (One love to my
this bi**h, set it off ni**a.. What? [Kadafi] I do my shootin's on a knob, prayin to God for my squad Stuck in a nightmare, hopin he might care Though
my fuckin lil' homies My lil' homies.. Everybody duckin, my fuckin lil' homies [2Pac] Just pay attention Here's a story bout my lil' homies, straight
fuck friends I need a homie that know me when all these muthafuckin' cops be on me I got problems ain't nobody calling back now what the fuck is happenin' with my
but love *chorus* [singers] Ain't got nuttin but love for ya [2Pac] I'm down for yours, nuttin but love (repeat 4X) I love to go back, to the block