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lirik lagu still ballin – 2pac

(feat. trick daddy)

straight motherf*ckin ballin
part two, still ballin

[verse one: 2pac]
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 six-one chevy, still heavy in this game, can you feel me?
blame it on my momma i’m a thug n*gg*
up befo’ the sun rise, 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 females strapped, no f*ckin from the back
i get my currency in stacks, california’s where i’m at – right?
p*ssed 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 i shed
for all my homies in the pen, many peers dead
n*gg*z still ballin

[chorus: dominated by trick daddy]
still ballin, until i die
you can bring your crew motherf*cker
i be ballin, they wonder why
(you can bring your crew but we remain true motherf*ckers still)

[verse two: trick daddy]
now as i kneel and pray i hope the lord understand
when he’s gone, devolve, i become a dangerous man
ain’t crazy or deranged, i’m sayin (i’m sayin)
but when these kids go to spray ’em boy i don’t be playin
with clientele, any rhyme sales
question is, will you f*ck-n*gg*z ride for real, huh?
b*tch n*gg* this is g rated
plus your homeboy won’t make it, street game fugazi
i’m elevated to the top of this sh*t
done f*cked around and put me and 2pac on the b*tch
and you can tell ’em thug life was the reason for this
and i ride for any n*gg* who believe in the sh*t
i’m still ballin

[chorus: 2pac]
still ballin, ’til the day i die
you can bring your crew but we remain true motherf*ckers
still ballin, n*gg*z wonder why
you can bring your crew but we remain true motherf*ckers
still ballin

[verse three: 2pac]
now everybody wanna see us dead
two murdered on the front page, shot to death, bullets to the head
n*gg*z holla out my name and it’s similar to rape
motherf*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, where you coward n*gg*z now, blast
keep pumpin, ain’t worried bout nuttin
busters thought we was frontin, so reload and keep dumpin

[chorus – trick daddy version]
[chorus – 2pac version]

[2pac] ’til the day i die
[td] thug life!
[2pac] still ballin.. motherf*ckers still ballin
[2pac] straight motherf*ckin ballin
[fades out]

- kumpulan lirik lagu 2pac