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[Snoop] Up out of there
[Tupac] (chuckles)
Ain't nuttin but a gangsta party
[Snoop] Pump that up G
[Tupac] Ahh shit, you done fucked up now --
Ain't nuttin but a gangsta party
You done put two of America's
most wanted in the same
motherfuckin place at the same
Ain't nuttin but a gangsta party
motherfuckin time, hahahahah
Y'all niggaz about to feel this
Ain't nuttin but a gangsta party
Break out the champagne glasses
and the motherfuckin condoms
Have one on us aight??
Ain't nuttin but a gangsta party

[Verse One: 2Pac, Snoop]

Picture perfect, I paint a perfect picture
Bomb the hoochies with precision my intention's to get richer
With the S-N double-O-P, Dogg my fuckin homey
Youse a cold ass nigga on them hogs

Sho nuff, I keep my hand on my gun, 'cause they got me on the run
Now I'm back in the courtroom waitin on the outcome
Free Tupac, is all that's on a niggaz mind
But at the same time it seem they tryin to take mine
So I'ma get smart, and get defensive and shit
And put together a million march, for some gangsta shit

So now they got us laced
Two multimillionare motherfuckers catchin cases (mmm)
Bitches get ready for the throwdown, the shit's about to go down
Uhh, me and Snoop about to clown
I'm "Losin My Religion", I'm vicious on these stool pigeons
You might be deep in this game, but you got the rules missin
Niggaz be actin like they savage, they out to get the cabbage
I got, nuthin but love, for my niggaz livin lavish

I got a pit named P, she niggarino
I got a house out in the hills right next to Chino
and I, think I got a black Beamer
but my dream is to own a fly casino
like Bugsy Seagel, and do it all legal
and get scooped up, by the little homie in the Regal
Mmm, it feel good to you baby bubba
Ya see, this is for the G's and the keys motherfucker

Now follow as we riiiiide
Motherfuck the rest, two of the best from the West side
And I can make you famous
Niggaz been dyin for years, so how could they blame us
I live in fear of a felony
I never stop bailin these, motherfuckin G's
If ya got it better flaunt it, another warrant
2 of Amerikaz Most Wanted

[Chorus:]
Ain't nuttin but a gangsta party
Ain't nuttin but a gangsta party
[Tupac] Nuthin but a gangsta party...
Ain't nuttin but a gangsta party
Nuthin but a gangsta party
it ain't nuthin but a
motherfuckin gangsta party
Ain't nuttin but a gangsta party
Nuthin but a gangsta party
it ain't nuthin but a
motherfuckin gangsta party
Ain't nuttin but a gangsta party

[Verse Two: 2Pac, Snoop]

Now give me fifty feet
Defeat is not my destiny, release me to the streets
And keep whatever's left of me
Jealousy is misery, suffering is grief
Better be prepared when you cowards fuck wit me
I bust and flea, these niggaz must be crazy what??
There ain't no mercy motherfuckers who can fade the Thugs
(hahah right) You thought it was but it wasn't, now dissapear
Bow down in the presence of a boss player

It's like 'cause, blood, gangbangin
Everybody in the party doin dope slangin
You got to have papers in this world
You might get your first snatch, before your eyes swerl
Ya doing ya job, every day
And then you work so hard til ya hair turn gray
Let me tell you about life, and bout the way it is
You see we live by the gun, so we die by the gun's kids

They tell me not to roll with my glock
So now I gotta throw away
Floatin in the black Benz, tryin to do a show a day
They wonder how I live, with five shots
Niggaz is hard to kill, on my block
Schemes for currency and doe related
Affiliated with the hustlers, so we made it
No answers to questions, I'm tryin to get up on it
My nigga Dogg with me, eternally the most wanted

[Chorus (w/ variations to end)]
[Snoop] Up out of there   [Tupac] (chuckles)   Ain't nuttin but a gangsta party   [Snoop] Pump that up G   [Tupac] Ahh shit, you done fucked up now --    Ain't nuttin but a gangsta party   You done put two of America's   most wanted in the same   motherfuckin place at the same    Ain't nuttin but a gangsta party   motherfuckin time, hahahahah   Y'all niggaz about to feel this    Ain't nuttin but a gangsta party   Break out the champagne glasses   and the motherfuckin condoms   Have one on us aight??    Ain't nuttin but a gangsta party      [Verse One: 2Pac, Snoop]      Picture perfect, I paint a perfect picture   Bomb the hoochies with precision my intention's to get richer   With the S-N double-O-P, Dogg my fuckin homey   Youse a cold ass nigga on them hogs      Sho nuff, I keep my hand on my gun, 'cause they got me on the run   Now I'm back in the courtroom waitin on the outcome   Free Tupac, is all that's on a niggaz mind   But at the same time it seem they tryin to take mine   So I'ma get smart, and get defensive and shit   And put together a million march, for some gangsta shit      So now they got us laced   Two multimillionare motherfuckers catchin cases (mmm)   Bitches get ready for the throwdown, the shit's about to go down   Uhh, me and Snoop about to clown   I'm "Losin My Religion", I'm vicious on these stool pigeons   You might be deep in this game, but you got the rules missin   Niggaz be actin like they savage, they out to get the cabbage   I got, nuthin but love, for my niggaz livin lavish      I got a pit named P, she niggarino   I got a house out in the hills right next to Chino   and I, think I got a black Beamer   but my dream is to own a fly casino   like Bugsy Seagel, and do it all legal   and get scooped up, by the little homie in the Regal   Mmm, it feel good to you baby bubba   Ya see, this is for the G's and the keys motherfucker      Now follow as we riiiiide   Motherfuck the rest, two of the best from the West side   And I can make you famous   Niggaz been dyin for years, so how could they blame us   I live in fear of a felony   I never stop bailin these, motherfuckin G's   If ya got it better flaunt it, another warrant   2 of Amerikaz Most Wanted      [Chorus:]   Ain't nuttin but a gangsta party   Ain't nuttin but a gangsta party   [Tupac] Nuthin but a gangsta party...    Ain't nuttin but a gangsta party   Nuthin but a gangsta party   it ain't nuthin but a   motherfuckin gangsta party    Ain't nuttin but a gangsta party    Nuthin but a gangsta party   it ain't nuthin but a   motherfuckin gangsta party    Ain't nuttin but a gangsta party      [Verse Two: 2Pac, Snoop]      Now give me fifty feet   Defeat is not my destiny, release me to the streets   And keep whatever's left of me   Jealousy is misery, suffering is grief   Better be prepared when you cowards fuck wit me   I bust and flea, these niggaz must be crazy what??   There ain't no mercy motherfuckers who can fade the Thugs   (hahah right) You thought it was but it wasn't, now dissapear   Bow down in the presence of a boss player      It's like 'cause, blood, gangbangin   Everybody in the party doin dope slangin   You got to have papers in this world   You might get your first snatch, before your eyes swerl   Ya doing ya job, every day   And then you work so hard til ya hair turn gray   Let me tell you about life, and bout the way it is   You see we live by the gun, so we die by the gun's kids      They tell me not to roll with my glock   So now I gotta throw away   Floatin in the black Benz, tryin to do a show a day   They wonder how I live, with five shots   Niggaz is hard to kill, on my block   Schemes for currency and doe related   Affiliated with the hustlers, so we made it   No answers to questions, I'm tryin to get up on it   My nigga Dogg with me, eternally the most wanted      [Chorus (w/ variations to end)]