? Uh, uh Put your hands up, rich niggaz throw the grands up And what? I got a plot to get what's mine in the nine-nine It's my time mother fucker try
west coast Was ridin' with Pac, but when he died, they went pop I'm on the Jers to the fullest, like some west coast love But after Pac stopped rappin
coppers tried to play us out, never that They took my money and my stash Time to get 'em back uh uh, upon my secret arrival Two glock four fives, time
coming from? You don't know, look like you a seed From Makaveli The Don I can hear your style, sounds like Makaveli The Don 2 Pac, my nigga So much
trained, simple and plain We number 1 muthafucka, 'bout to do it again Shit, Pac still doin' it, you hoes can't ruin it 2 million every time he drop,
Imagine if we could go back Actually talk to the mother fuckers that persevered I mean the first motherfuckers that came in the slave ships Excuse me,
all had to die 'cause we tried peace I die on these streets, blast till they recognize Still do or die all my niggaz getting high Watching time fly, best
be friends I met you and I stuttered in passion Though slightly blinded by that ass It was hard to keep my dick in my pants Every time you pass got
, stay down for me Outlaw, look Now we've been kickin' it for quite some time Remained beside me through my trials in this life of crime We divorced so many times
listen close They say reach in yo' heart and you'll find your mind Every day in the streets, got my foresight blind My after time is narrow, peepin' down
with our tec, ake a shot within our vest 'Pac come and catch wreck, nigga we the last ones left [2Pac] If we woulda known the zone inside my own
my clothes off, hard as a nigga in jail Skinny niggaz throw the dick well Everybody get they condoms, brother 'cause it's time to fuck Hurry up and put it on nigga, time
niggaz wanna do nigga? Nigga take yo' shit on, lil' homies We robbin' motherfuckers nigga, Thug Life, Outlawz! West Side You know what time it is, my
send 'em letters and money orders and make 'em my troops As for you females, I got no time, I gotta get mine You cannot blind me addicted to a life of crime My time
ha! Shit half the times we flaunt cause trouble My closest road dog it was cool 'cause I love you Fuck what they talkin' bout Let me take you back in time
When I'm locked down, begging you for porno flicks Sneak weed in, help a nigga pass the time With my name tattooed, so that ass is mine Tell everybody Pac
[2Pac] If you a bad boy [Chorus: repeat 2X] If you a bad boy then you die Westside outlawz when we ride, get me high They fucked up when the rob
