(feat. Trick Daddy)    Straight motherfuckin ballin  Part two, still ballin  Westside    [Verse One: 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)    [Verse Two: 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    [Chorus: 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    [Verse Three: 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    [Chorus - Trick Daddy version]  [Chorus - 2Pac version]    [2Pac] 'Til the day I die  [T.D.] THUG LIFE!  [2Pac] Still ballin.. motherfuckers still ballin  [2Pac] Straight motherfuckin ballin  [fades out]