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[Verse One]

Now ever since a nigga was a seed

Only thing promised to me was the penitentiary, still ballin

Ridin on these niggaz cause they lame

In a six-one Chevy, still heavy in this game, can you feel me?

Blame it on my momma I'm a thug nigga

Up befo' the sun rise, quicker than the drug dealers

Tell me if it's on, nigga then we first to bomb

Bust on these bitch-made niggaz hit 'em up, WESTSIDE

Ain't nobody love me as a broke nigga

Finger on the trigger Lord forgive me if I smoke niggaz

I love my females strapped, no fuckin from the back

I get my currency in stacks, California's where I'm at - right?

Passed by while these niggaz wonder why

I got shot but didn't die, let 'em see who's next to try

Did I cry, hell nah, nigga tear I shed

for all my homies in the pen, many peers dead

Niggaz still ballin

[Chorus]

Still ballin, until I die

You can bring your crew motherfucker

I be ballin, they wonder why

(You can bring your crew but we remain true motherfuckers still ballin)

[Verse two]

Get to the party and my homies gotta pay 4 me

Holidays them just be another day 4 me

Getting' drunk hoping I get to the crilla safely

Pray 4 me cause I'm needing money majorly

I sit at home watching MTV

Wit a empty P.O.C.K.E.T. I MP3

Everything that I hear on the streets

Never buy it don't deny it

I'm the fear I'm a beast

You say get a job, I say hit a knob

'cause the way you run the world is every bit of fraud

So what you ask of me? You get no tax from me

I got whites native and Mexican and blacks with me

I'm tryin' to get up there with Master P. pass the D.

'cause that's the way it has to be

We bust 2 B free, we trust who be G.

So fuck who be glee, it's b2g

[Chorus]

[Verse three]

My nigga, Bone held the chrome 'til I came home. Thug luv playas, tell these bitch niggas bring it on.

we gone clap back x5

It's a cold world, and this is ice,

Half a mil' for the charm, nigga this is life.

Got the family in front building on Trinity Ave.

10 years billed legit they still figure me bad.

When I get into it, I get into it

Everybody can't do it the way I do it

I make it rain, till the sun come out

A nigga playin, we make the guns come out

I got the rap patrol on the gat patrol

Still, puffing my leafs, still with the beats

Still the beat bangs, still doing my thang

Since I left, ain't too much changed, still

[Chorus]

[outro]

[Nate Dogg]

Hold up, heyyyyyyyy

for my niggaz who be thinkin we soft

We don't, caaaare

We gon' rock it til the wheels fall off

Hold up, heyyyyyyyy

for my niggaz who be actin too bold

Take a, seeaaaaaat

Hope you ready for the next episode

HeyyyeyyyeEYEYyyyEYYYY....

.... smoke weed everday!