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How We Do - Instrumental
Aww Yea
lets take a trip
just sit back and light a spliff
with this and dont slip
on a funky dope track
jump back
strapped with the fat buddha sac
and a '78 lac
oh clean
gangsta lean
i got green
bud
i serve doves
like it aint no thang
i hang with OG
playas dont set trip
or you might get what we call a rat pack
i dont slack when it come to streets
i get real g funk to a gangsta beat
its so sweet when you got money to spend
i got a proper big tilt 'n' a fly big benz
i make ends
spend my dough
oh no fo
thats how it is
and thats how it go
act like you know
when i creep real slow
givin love to the playas that i know is real
(2Pac)
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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 '61 Chevy
still heavy in this game
can you feel me
Blame it on my momma
Im 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
love fuckin from the back
I get my currency in stacks
Californias where I'm at ridin'
Passed by while these niggaz wonder why
I got shot and didnt die
let em see whos next to try
Did I cry
hell nah nigga tear shed
for all my homies in the pen
many peers dead
Niggaz still ballin
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