[Chorus: K-Ci and JoJo]      How do you want it? How does it feel?   Comin up as a nigga in the cash game   livin in the fast lane; I'm for real   How do you want it? How do you feel?   Comin up as a nigga in the cash game   livin in the fast lane; I'm for real      [Verse One: 2Pac]      Love the way you activate your hips and push your ass out   Got a nigga wantin it so bad I'm bout to pass out   Wanna dig you, and I can't even lie about it   Baby just alleviate your clothes, time to fly up out it   Catch you at a club, oh shit you got me fiendin   Body talkin shit to me but I can't comprehend the meaning   Now if you wanna roll with me, then here's your chance   Doin eighty on the freeway, police catch me if you can   Forgive me i'm a rider, still I'm just a simple man   All I want is money, f**k the fame I'm a simple man   Mr. International, playa with the passport   Just like Aladdin bitch, get you anything you ask for   It's either him or me -- champagne, Hennessey   A favorite of my homies when we floss, on our enemies   Witness as we creep to a low speed, peep what a hoe need   Puff some mo' weed, funk, ya don't need   Approachin hoochies with a passion, been a long day   But I've been driven by attraction in a strong way   Your body is bangin baby I love it when you flaunt it   Time to give it to daddy nigga now tell me how you want it   (Tell me how you want it! La-dy, yeahhhyeah)      [Chorus]      [Verse Two: 2Pac]      Tell me is it cool to f**k?   Did you think I come to talk am I a fool or what?   Positions on the floor it's like erotic, ironic    cause I'm somewhat psychotic   I'm hittin switches on bitches like I been fixed with hydraulics   Up and down like a roller coaster, I'm up inside ya   I ain't quittin til the show is over, cause I'ma rider   In and out just like a robbery, I'll probably be a freak   and let you get on top of me, get her rockin these   Nights full of Alize, a livin legend   You ain't heard about these niggaz play these Cali days   Delores Tucker, youse a motherf**ker   Instead of tryin to help a nigga you destroy a brother   Worse than the others -- Bill Clinton, Mr. Bob Dole   You're too old to understand the way the game is told   You're lame so I gotta hit you with the hot facts   Want some on lease? I'm makin millions, niggaz top that   They wanna censor me; they'd rather see me in a cell   livin in hell -- only a few of us'll live to tell   Now everybody talkin bout us I could give a f**k   I'd be the first one to bomb and cuss   Nigga tell me how you want it      [Chorus]      [Verse Three: 2Pac]      Raised as a youth, tell the truth I got the scoop   on how to get a bulletproof, because I jumped from the roof   before I was a teenager, mobile phone, SkyPager   Game rules, I'm livin major -- my adversaries   is lookin worried, they paranoid of gettin buried   One of us gon' see the cemetary   My only hope to survive if I wish to stay alive   Gettin high, see the demons in my eyes, before I die   I wanna live my life and ball, make a couple million   And then I'm chillin fade em all, these taxes   got me crossed up and people tryin to sue me   Media is in my business and they actin like they know me   Hahaha, but I'ma mash out, peel out   I'm with it quick I'se quick to whip that f**kin steel out   Yeah nigga it's some new shit so better get up on it   When ya see me tell a nigga how ya want it   How do you want it?      [Chorus 2X]      [2Pac]   How you want it?   Yeah my nigga Johnny J   Yeah, we out      [Chorus]      [2Pac]   Tell me      [Chorus]      [2Pac]   Cash game, livin in the fast lane, I'm for real