(feat. K-Ci and JoJo)    [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, fuck 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 fuck?  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 motherfucker  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 fuck  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 fuckin 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