Aint nuttin' but a gangsta party...
Put yo twos in the air..put yo m***********' twos in the air..
Come on'...put yo' m***********' twos in the air..put yo' m***********' twos in the air..
Now..if you love my n**** 2pac like I love 2pac...I want you to sing this s***....cuz this aint nuttin' but a gansta party...you dig..you dig..trip..
Picture perfect, I paint a perfect picture
Bomb the hoochies with precision my intentions to get richer
With the s-n double-o-p, dogg my f***** homey
Youse a cold a** n**** on them hogs
Sho nuff, I keep my hand on my gun, cuz they got me on the run
Now Im back in the courtroom waitin on the outcome
Free tupac, is all thats on a n***** mind
But at the same time it seem they tryin to take mine
So ima get smart, and get defensive and s***
And put together a million march, for some gangsta s***
So now they got us laced
Two multimillionare m************ catchin cases (mmm)
b****** get ready for the throwdown, the s**** about to go down
Uhh, me and snoop about to clown
Im losin my religion, Im vicious on these stool pigeons
You might be deep in this game, but you got the grooves missin
n***** be actin like they savage, they out to get the cabbage
I got, nuthin but love, for my n***** livin lavish
I got a pit named p, she n****rino
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 gs and the keys m***********
Now follow as we riiiiide
m********* the rest, two of the best from the west side
And I can make you famous
n***** been dying for years, so how could they blame us
I live in fear of a felony
I never stop bailin these, m*********** gs
If ya got it better flaunt it, another warrant
2 of amerikaz most wanted
Chorus:
Aint nuttin but a gangsta party
Aint nuttin but a gangsta party
(tupac) nuthin but a gangsta party... aint nuttin but a gangsta party
Nuthin but a gangsta party
It aint nuthin but a
m*********** gangsta party aint nuttin but a gangsta party
Nuthin but a gangsta party
It aint nuthin but a
m*********** gangsta party aint 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 whatevers left of me
Jealousy is misery, suffering is grief
Better be prepared when you try to f*** wit me
I bust a flea, these n***** must be crazy what? ?
There aint no mercy m************ who can fade the thugs
(hahah right) you thought it was but it wasnt, now dissapear
Bow down in the presence of a boss player
Its like cuz, blood, g*******ing
Everybody in the party doing dope slangin
You got to have papers in this world
You might get your first s*****, before your eyes swerl
Ya doing ya job, every day
And then you work so hard till 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 guns kids
They tell me not to roll with my glock
So now I gotta throat of rage
Floatin in the black benz, tryin to do a show a day
They wonder how I live, with five shots
n***** is hard to kill, on my block
Keep a promise see if youre related
Affiliated with the hustlers, so we made it
No answers to questions, try to get up on it
My n**** dogg with me, eternally the most wanted
Chorus
Put yo twos in the air..put yo m***********' twos in the air..
Come on'...put yo' m***********' twos in the air..put yo' m***********' twos in the air..
Now..if you love my n**** 2pac like I love 2pac...I want you to sing this s***....cuz this aint nuttin' but a gansta party...you dig..you dig..trip..
Picture perfect, I paint a perfect picture
Bomb the hoochies with precision my intentions to get richer
With the s-n double-o-p, dogg my f***** homey
Youse a cold a** n**** on them hogs
Sho nuff, I keep my hand on my gun, cuz they got me on the run
Now Im back in the courtroom waitin on the outcome
Free tupac, is all thats on a n***** mind
But at the same time it seem they tryin to take mine
So ima get smart, and get defensive and s***
And put together a million march, for some gangsta s***
So now they got us laced
Two multimillionare m************ catchin cases (mmm)
b****** get ready for the throwdown, the s**** about to go down
Uhh, me and snoop about to clown
Im losin my religion, Im vicious on these stool pigeons
You might be deep in this game, but you got the grooves missin
n***** be actin like they savage, they out to get the cabbage
I got, nuthin but love, for my n***** livin lavish
I got a pit named p, she n****rino
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 gs and the keys m***********
Now follow as we riiiiide
m********* the rest, two of the best from the west side
And I can make you famous
n***** been dying for years, so how could they blame us
I live in fear of a felony
I never stop bailin these, m*********** gs
If ya got it better flaunt it, another warrant
2 of amerikaz most wanted
Chorus:
Aint nuttin but a gangsta party
Aint nuttin but a gangsta party
(tupac) nuthin but a gangsta party... aint nuttin but a gangsta party
Nuthin but a gangsta party
It aint nuthin but a
m*********** gangsta party aint nuttin but a gangsta party
Nuthin but a gangsta party
It aint nuthin but a
m*********** gangsta party aint 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 whatevers left of me
Jealousy is misery, suffering is grief
Better be prepared when you try to f*** wit me
I bust a flea, these n***** must be crazy what? ?
There aint no mercy m************ who can fade the thugs
(hahah right) you thought it was but it wasnt, now dissapear
Bow down in the presence of a boss player
Its like cuz, blood, g*******ing
Everybody in the party doing dope slangin
You got to have papers in this world
You might get your first s*****, before your eyes swerl
Ya doing ya job, every day
And then you work so hard till 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 guns kids
They tell me not to roll with my glock
So now I gotta throat of rage
Floatin in the black benz, tryin to do a show a day
They wonder how I live, with five shots
n***** is hard to kill, on my block
Keep a promise see if youre related
Affiliated with the hustlers, so we made it
No answers to questions, try to get up on it
My n**** dogg with me, eternally the most wanted
Chorus