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Featuring Nutso<br /><br />[2Pac]<br />Haha, for all my niggaz in the hood (yeah)<br />That live the life of a ghetto star<br />(You KNOW!) Heh, you know how we do it<br />(Hahaha, Makaveli!)<br /><br />[Verse One: 2Pac]<br />Just holla my name and witness game official<br />Niggaz is so ashamed they stand stiff like scared bitches<br />While I remain inside a paradox called my block<br />Though gunshots is promised to me, when will I stop?<br />I hit the weed and hope to God I can fly high<br />Witness my enemies die when I ride by, they shouldn'ta tried<br />I send they bodies to they parents up North<br />With they faces, they wrists and they nuts cut off<br />Fuck 'em all what I scream as I dream in tongues<br />Fuck a trick, get me rich and the bitches'll come<br />Bust my gun, make 'em all scatter<br />Bullets to my nuts only made my balls fatter, eat a dick BEYOTCH!<br />Mercy, never that, you say you comin back?<br />Bring it on, fo' whoever strapped<br />Introduce you to the pleasure and the pain, you can go so far<br />Just sell me your soul, and live the life.. (of a ghetto star)<br /><br /><br />[Verse Two: Nutso]<br />I live the life of a thug nigga, drug dealer livin game tight<br />Mug niggaz, slug niggaz for the fame life<br />Laced with game, practice on takin pain<br />Quick to slang, and let it rain through yo' brain<br />Street smart, proficient, intelligent<br />And keep suckers hittin 'til snitches start smellin it<br />Movin niggaz with telekenesis<br />Keepin Channel 7 at work, filmin different features<br />Leadin niggaz to an early death with they head blown<br />And to those who didn't make it to the morgue was just dead and gone<br />And hope niggaz got punished<br />Kidnapped, jacked in the back with macs to they neck<br />Rappers waitin to get done in<br />Backtalkin - we tossed his ass out<br />M.O.B. related, one mo' nigga found shot up with his dick in his mouth<br />Printed my name in these streets as a motherfuckin G<br />Now the next generation's lookin at me through {*can't decipher*}<br /><br /><br />[Verse Three: 2Pac - overlaps Verse Two]<br />Walkin through the cemetary<br />Talkin to my homies that was buried<br />See my enemies wanna see me dead, I ain't worried, forgive me<br />Please give me shelter, calm my fears<br />Lifted my head, from my hands, had a palm of tears<br />I see bodies gettin splashed, with acid<br />Two shots rang from the plastic glock, wrapped in plastic<br />Buried the bastard, time to notify, his family<br />Shiiit, ain't nuttin left to be identified<br />Evacuate the crime scene fast<br />Why I heard the Feds had a warrant for my ass<br />Fly, I won't touch down 'til I see Tiajuana<br />Set up shop sellin them crooked cops marijuana<br />Label me a success, I made the switch<br />Retired from the life that never gave me shit<br />With cash that I couldn't spend, countless cars<br />An addict for a wife, my life, as a ghetto star<br /><br /><br />[Verse Four: Nutso]<br />Got the word that some nerds wanna plot on this<br />Hit the curve, let it swerve, had to stop they grip<br />No remorse, no repentance as I buck one down<br />Straight to the morgue cause I plan on, shuttin shit down<br />Born soldiers! -- Fucked him up with a mac-fo'<br />Torn ligaments, all up in that nigga shoulder<br />And a vest couldn't protect that flesh<br />Cause I got, slugs, to knock the air out your chest<br />Death, apparently they wasn't sucka free<br />Cause I had all them wannabe thug niggaz in protective custody<br />I guess they heard that I got them birds<br />Thought I was a nerd 'til I bucked one of them to the curb<br />Luxury livin lavish, with dreams of dyin rich<br />With a team and clientele on my motherfuckin dick<br />And gettin down on these snitch bitches, protectin riches<br />By givin stitches, the life as a ghetto star<br />When I grow up I wanna be like dem (and live my life as a ghetto star)<br />When I grow up I wanna be like dem (and live my life as a ghetto star)<br />When I grow up I wanna be like dem (and live my life as a ghetto star)<br />When I grow up I wanna be like dem (and live my life as a ghetto star)<br />When I grow up I wanna be like dem (and live my life as a ghetto star)<br />When I grow up I wanna be like dem (and live my life as a ghetto star)<br />[Outro: 2Pac w/ Nutso talking in background]<br />This goes out to all you motherfuckers<br />that STILL, have to kill to make that money<br />All you niggaz on the block, sellin rocks<br />Hand to hand, runnin from the police<br />I see you - live your life as a ghetto star!<br />Talk to the hood, claimin you gettin riches<br />Runnin from the flags.. live my life as a ghetto star<br />Niggaz with two strikes that don't wanna see the third, I feel you
Letra nueva de la canción
Featuring Nutso<br /><br />[2Pac]<br />Haha, for all my niggaz in the hood (yeah)<br />That live the life of a ghetto star<br />(You KNOW!) Heh, you know how we do it<br />(Hahaha, Makaveli!)<br /><br />[Verse One: 2Pac]<br />Just holla my name and witness game official<br />Niggaz is so ashamed they stand stiff like scared bitches<br />While I remain inside a paradox called my block<br />Though gunshots is promised to me, when will I stop?<br />I hit the weed and hope to God I can fly high<br />Witness my enemies die when I ride by, they shouldn'ta tried<br />I send they bodies to they parents up North<br />With they faces, they wrists and they nuts cut off<br />Fuck 'em all what I scream as I dream in tongues<br />Fuck a trick, get me rich and the bitches'll come<br />Bust my gun, make 'em all scatter<br />Bullets to my nuts only made my balls fatter, eat a dick BEYOTCH!<br />Mercy, never that, you say you comin back?<br />Bring it on, fo' whoever strapped<br />Introduce you to the pleasure and the pain, you can go so far<br />Just sell me your soul, and live the life.. (of a ghetto star)<br /><br /><br />[Verse Two: Nutso]<br />I live the life of a thug nigga, drug dealer livin game tight<br />Mug niggaz, slug niggaz for the fame life<br />Laced with game, practice on takin pain<br />Quick to slang, and let it rain through yo' brain<br />Street smart, proficient, intelligent<br />And keep suckers hittin 'til snitches start smellin it<br />Movin niggaz with telekenesis<br />Keepin Channel 7 at work, filmin different features<br />Leadin niggaz to an early death with they head blown<br />And to those who didn't make it to the morgue was just dead and gone<br />And hope niggaz got punished<br />Kidnapped, jacked in the back with macs to they neck<br />Rappers waitin to get done in<br />Backtalkin - we tossed his ass out<br />M.O.B. related, one mo' nigga found shot up with his dick in his mouth<br />Printed my name in these streets as a motherfuckin G<br />Now the next generation's lookin at me through {*can't decipher*}<br /><br /><br />[Verse Three: 2Pac - overlaps Verse Two]<br />Walkin through the cemetary<br />Talkin to my homies that was buried<br />See my enemies wanna see me dead, I ain't worried, forgive me<br />Please give me shelter, calm my fears<br />Lifted my head, from my hands, had a palm of tears<br />I see bodies gettin splashed, with acid<br />Two shots rang from the plastic glock, wrapped in plastic<br />Buried the bastard, time to notify, his family<br />Shiiit, ain't nuttin left to be identified<br />Evacuate the crime scene fast<br />Why I heard the Feds had a warrant for my ass<br />Fly, I won't touch down 'til I see Tiajuana<br />Set up shop sellin them crooked cops marijuana<br />Label me a success, I made the switch<br />Retired from the life that never gave me shit<br />With cash that I couldn't spend, countless cars<br />An addict for a wife, my life, as a ghetto star<br /><br /><br />[Verse Four: Nutso]<br />Got the word that some nerds wanna plot on this<br />Hit the curve, let it swerve, had to stop they grip<br />No remorse, no repentance as I buck one down<br />Straight to the morgue cause I plan on, shuttin shit down<br />Born soldiers! -- Fucked him up with a mac-fo'<br />Torn ligaments, all up in that nigga shoulder<br />And a vest couldn't protect that flesh<br />Cause I got, slugs, to knock the air out your chest<br />Death, apparently they wasn't sucka free<br />Cause I had all them wannabe thug niggaz in protective custody<br />I guess they heard that I got them birds<br />Thought I was a nerd 'til I bucked one of them to the curb<br />Luxury livin lavish, with dreams of dyin rich<br />With a team and clientele on my motherfuckin dick<br />And gettin down on these snitch bitches, protectin riches<br />By givin stitches, the life as a ghetto star<br />When I grow up I wanna be like dem (and live my life as a ghetto star)<br />When I grow up I wanna be like dem (and live my life as a ghetto star)<br />When I grow up I wanna be like dem (and live my life as a ghetto star)<br />When I grow up I wanna be like dem (and live my life as a ghetto star)<br />When I grow up I wanna be like dem (and live my life as a ghetto star)<br />When I grow up I wanna be like dem (and live my life as a ghetto star)<br />[Outro: 2Pac w/ Nutso talking in background]<br />This goes out to all you motherfuckers<br />that STILL, have to kill to make that money<br />All you niggaz on the block, sellin rocks<br />Hand to hand, runnin from the police<br />I see you - live your life as a ghetto star!<br />Talk to the hood, claimin you gettin riches<br />Runnin from the flags.. live my life as a ghetto star<br />Niggaz with two strikes that don't wanna see the third, I feel you
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