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2 pac - still ballin ft. trick daddy lyrics

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straight m-th-f-ckin’ ballin
part two
still ballin
westside

now ever since a n-gg- was a seed
only thing promised to me was the penitentiary
still ballin, ridin’ on these n-gg-z ’cause they’re lame
in a 6-1 chevy still heavy in this game

can you feel me?
blame it on my mama, i’m a thug n-gg-
up before the sunrise quicker than the drug dealers
tell me if it’s on, n-gg- then we first to bomb

bust on these b-tch made n-gg-z hit em’ up
westside, ain’t n-body love me as a broke n-gg-
finger on the trigger
lord forgive me if i smoke n-gg-z

i love my female strapped, love f-ckin’ from the back
i get my currency in stacks, california’s where i’m at ridin’
p-ss by while n-gg-z wonder why, i got shot but didn’t die
let ’em see who’s next to try, did i cry? h-ll nah
n-gg- not a tear shed for all my homies in the pen
many peers dead, n-gg- still ballin

still ballin until the day i die
you can bring your crew
but we remain true
m-th-f-ckers still ballin

i be ballin, n-gg-z wonder why
you can bring your crew
but we remain true
m-th-f-ckers still ballin

now if you kneel and pray and hope the lord understand
when he’s gone the father become a dangerous man
ain’t crazy or deranged, i’m sad
but when these kids go to spray him, boy i don’t be playin’

with clienteles and rhyme sell’s
question is will you f-ckin’ n-gg-z ride for real
huh? b-tch n-gg- this is g rated
plus your homeboy won’t make your street game foogazy

i’m elevated to the top of this sh-t
done f-cked around and put me and tupac on this b-tch
and you can tell ’em thug life was the reason for this
and i’ll ride for any n-gg- who believe in this sh-t, still ballin

still ballin until the day i die
you can bring your crew
but we remain true
m-th-f-ckers still ballin

n-gg-z wonder why
you can bring your crew
but we remain true
m-th-f-ckers still ballin

now everybody wanna see us dead
two murdered on the front page shot to death bullet’s to the head
n-gg-z holla out my name and it’s similar to rain
m-th-f-ckers know i’m comin’ so they runnin’ to they graves

watch, swoop down with my n-gg- from the pound
’cause trick don’t give a f-ck when you coward n-gg-z now
blast, keep pumpin’ ain’t worried ’bout nuttin’, bustas thought
we was frontin’, so we load and keep dumpin’, still ballin

still ballin until the day i die
you can bring your crew
but we remain true
m-th-f-ckers still ballin

n-gg-z wonder why
you can bring your crew
but we remain true
m-th-f-ckers still ballin

still ballin until the day i die
you can bring your crew
but we remain true
m-th-f-ckers still ballin

n-gg-z wonder why
you can bring your crew
but we remain true
m-th-f-ckers still ballin until the day i die

thug life
still ballin
m-th-f-ckers still ballin
straight m-th-f-ckin’ ballin



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