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tupac shakur - still ballin lyrics

(tupac)
straight m-th-f-ckin’ ballin’
part two-
still ballin’

westside…

(verse 1: tupac)
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 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 leave my female strapped
love f-ckin’ from the back
i get my currency in stacks
california’s where i’m at
riden…
p-ss by
while these 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- tear shed
for all my homies in the pen many peers dead
n-gg-
still ballin’

(chorus: tupac trick daddy)

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

(verse 2: trick daddy)
now if you kneel and pray
and hope the lord understands
when he’s gone the father become a dangerous man
ain’t crazy or deranged
i’m sane (i’m sane)
but when these kids go to spray him
boy i won’t be playin’
but 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 fool daisy
i’m elevated to the top of this sh-t
now f-ck 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
i’m still ballin’

(chorus: tupac)

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’

(verse 3: tupac)
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
cuz trick don’t give a f-ck when you coward n-gg-z down
blast!
keep pumpin’ they worried bout nuttin’
bustas thought we was frontin’
so we load and keep dumpin’

(chorus repeated till the end)

(trick daddy)
thug life!

(tupac)
still ballin’
m-th-f-ckers still ballin’

straight m-th-f-ckin’ ballin'(faded out…)

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