Still Ballin Lyrics by 2Pac

Still Ballin Lyrics

    Straight motherfuckin ballin
    Part two, still ballin
    Westside

    2Pac:
    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 by
    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 dominated by Trick Daddy:
    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)

    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 fuck-niggaz 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 the shit
    I'm still ballin

    2Pac:
    Still ballin, 'til the day I die
    You can bring your crew but we remain true motherfuckers
    Still ballin, niggaz wonder why
    You can bring your crew but we remain true motherfuckers
    Still ballin

    2Pac:
    Now everybody wanna see us dead
    Two murdered on the front page, shot to death, bullets to the head
    Niggaz holla out my name and it's similar to rape
    Motherfuckers know I'm comin, so they runnin to they graves, watch
    Swoop down with my nigga from the Pound
    Cause {Trick} don't give a fuck, where you coward niggaz now, blast
    Keep pumpin, ain't worried bout nuttin
    Busters thought we was frontin, so reload and keep dumpin

    2Pac: 'Til the day I die
    Trick Daddy: THUG LIFE!
    2Pac: Still ballin.. motherfuckers still ballin
    2Pac: Straight motherfuckin ballin

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