[Tupac] They say      [Intro/Chorus:]      [B-Legit]    Influenced by crime, addicted to grindin   [C-Bo]    Where I can pile up my chips   [Richie Rich]    And niggaz call me a timer   [Tupac]    I been ballin since my adolecsent years steady climbin   [E-40]    Man, you motherfuckers don't know nuttin about no timin      [Tupac] That's right, that's right boy start that shit   off      [Verse One: 2Pac]      I heard a rumour I died, murdered in cold blood dramatized   Picutes of me in my final stage you know Mama cried   But that was fiction, some coward got the story twisted   Like I no longer existed, mysteriously missin   Although I'm worldwide, baby I ain't hard to find   Why I spend most of my time on California crime   Watching for thievin I'm cautious it's like I'm barely   breathin   Puttin a bullet in mutherfuckers give me a reason    See me and hope I'm intoxicated or slightly faded    You tried to play me now homicide is my only payment   I'm addicted to currency in this life I lead   Why the fuck you cowards be runnin, too scared to fight a G   For the life of me, I cannot see   How motherfuckers picture livin life after a night of fuckin   around with me   And if you don't like this rhyme    then bring your big bad ass to California, cause we ain't hard   to find      [Chorus]      [Verse Two: C-Bo, B-Legit]      I got my locs on hard hat goin to war   Breakin them off on sight, stoppin lives like red lights   Watch em pause as I pull my strap, out my drawers   And get to dumpin on they ass, like the last outlaws   Rich, Tupac and the Click, smokin blunts, loadin clips   With enough shit to raise your block in one dip   We bring on horror like Tales From the Crypt   And we ain't hard to find is the tales that we kick      I'm fully automatic full of static and shit   Movin Dodge van fifty rounds in the clip   I'm ridin shot gun with the tint in the back   I'm plan to have a motherfuckerin mint in this rap   I'm from the V-A-L-L-E-J-O    Where sellin narcotics is all I know   I got blow, speed, bleed, whatever yo' kind   And if you need a motherfucker I ain't hard to find      Some may call me Bootsy, but I call it timin   That's while I keeps on grindin (that's right)   to the point where a nigga can't stop   Too much feelin this shit, that's why I'm quick to peel a   bitch   Whether it's a nigga or a hoe, a hoe   get in my way, then that ass gots to go   Cause a nigga steady plottin   I serves hit for hit, and motherfuckers keep droppin      [Chorus]      [Tupac] C-Bo and D-Shot, E-40, Richie Rich   [E-40] Da Bay, beitch!      [Verse Three: E-40, Richie Rich]      Down the steps    Abandonded broken down apartment complex   Heavy metal lipstick hairy can't be scary   Playboy, what the fuck is the proof without the drama play   Nigga, what the fuck you got a gun for, if ya gonna   hesitate   Best shake and bake although mine was first to ask niggaz   Motherfuckers didn't think I wasn't going do somethin, ask   niggaz   Threaten your life, ain't like you love him   Bury your thoughts, take his head fuck him have at him      Check this out   I grew up with that nigga, threw up with that nigga   I hear he tryin to ride, double-edgin for the other side   But now, my glock be so judgemental   Back seat of a rental keep my name out your dental   Nigga, if your gum bleedin, and you needin   mo' than twenty sticthes, you behaved like dem bitches   Sideways to the race   Heavy in the game, check the resident it's all the same   Nigga, and we ain't hard to find      [Tupac] Hell nah we ain't hard to find   [C-Bo] The whole clickilation fool   [E-40] Motherfuckers hard to find, right here bitch      [Tupac]   Why them niggaz actin like they can't find us   like like they can't see us and   like we don't be at the same spots they be at   It's the same congregation, Young Pac is back   YouknowhatImean?   [C-Bo] Nigga be lookin all the way when he see you and   shit   It's a celebration, Young Pac is back   [E-40] Motherfuckers better understand this shit   [Tupac]   Ay D-Shot nigga can we get paid man?   Can we just go there and sock this shit up?   Hey, we smokin, and we ain't hard to fine   Drinkin and shit, fuckin with some hurricane   [E-40] A motherfucker's gonna get his Marlboros   regardless playa   [Tupac] You suPPOSED to   Sideways to the next light...