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]