Lyrics
Straight motherfuckin' ballin'
Part two, still ballin'
Westside
Now ever since a nigga was a seed
Only thing promised to me was the penitentiary, still ballin'
Ridin' on these niggas '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 niggas hit 'em up, Westside!
Ain't nobody loved me as a broke nigga, finger on the trigger
Lord, forgive me if I smoke niggas
I love my females strapped, then fuck her from the back
I get my currency in stacks, California's where I'm at, right?
Passed by while these niggas wonder why
I got shot but didn't die, let 'em see who's next to try
Did I cry, hell nah, nigga tears shed
For all my homies in the pen', many peers dead, niggas still ballin'
Still ballin', 'til the day I die (until I die)
You can bring your crew (you can bring your crew) but we remain true motherfuckers
Still ballin' (I be ballin') niggaz wonder why (they wonder why)
You can bring your crew, but we remain true motherfuckers, still ballin'
Now as I kneel and pray I hope the Lord understand
When these guns involved, 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 won't be playin'
With clientele, any rhyme sells
Question is, will you fuck-niggas ride for real, huh?
Bitch nigga this is G-rated
Plus your homeboy won't make it, street game Fugazi
I'm elevated to the top of this shit
Done fucked around and put me and 2Pac on the bitch
And you can tell 'em 'thug life' was the reason for this
And I ride for any nigga who believe in this shit, still ballin'
Still ballin', 'til the day I die
You can bring your crew, but we remain true motherfuckers
Still ballin', niggas wonder why
You can bring your crew, but we remain true motherfuckers, still ballin'
Now everybody wanna see us dead
Two murdered on the front page, shot to death, bullets to the head
Niggas holla out my name and it's similar to rain
Motherfuckers know I'm comin', so they runnin' to their graves, watch!
Swoop down with my nigga from the pound
'Cause Trick don't give a fuck, where you coward niggas now, blast!
Keep pumpin', ain't worried bout nuttin'
Busters thought we was frontin', so reload and keep dumpin'
(I'm still ballin') 'til the day I die (until I die)
You can bring your crew (you can bring your crew) but we remain true motherfuckers
Still ballin' (I be ballin'), niggas wonder why (they wonder why)
You can bring your crew, but we remain true motherfuckers
Still ballin', 'til the day I die (still ballin')
You can bring your crew, but we remain true motherfuckers
Still ballin', niggas wonder why
You can (tell 'em) bring your crew, but we remain true motherfuckers, still ballin', 'til the day I die
Thug life!
Still ballin'
Motherfuckers still ballin'
Straight motherfuckin' ballin'