Still Ballin' (Nitty Remix)

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'