This Motherfucking life I lead. shit. A hell of motherfucking road blocks. And crooked cops. We still ride though. What side?. Westside. [Verse 1: Tupac]. I want money in large amounts. My garage full of cars that bounce. Movin' my tapes in major ways. Cause every dollar counts. Bustas is jealous. And half these nigas is punks. They runnin' off at the mouth. 'Till I fill up with my pump. They jump. My automatic keep 'em weary. While you fronting like you Billy bad ass. Nigga you scary. I been knowing you for years. We was high school peers. In Junior High. I was itchin' to kill. And you was ready to die. While you bullshitting. Niggas was dying and catching cases. Busting my automatics at motherfuckers in foreign places. Leaving no trace. They see my face and then they buried. Them bitches die in a hurry. Still I ride. I'm never worried. Mr. Makaveli. Tell me to ride and I'ma ride. Pick my enemies out the crowd. And muthafuckas die. It's not the way I wanna live. My nigga. It's how it is. Homie got into a fight. Last night they killed his kids. [Chorus x2]. In this life I lead. Fiend for currency. Get high off weed. Collect g's. Make my enemies bleed. When you see me nigga. Holla my set. And watch them ride. Outlaw mother fuckers. 'Till we die. In this life I lead. [Verse 2: Young Noble]. I ain't a killer but don't push me dog. For that family I'll send that ass straight to God (what you doing nigga?). And in this life I lead. I've seen the most. Of my 23 years. My vision is blurry. The money is clear. Some of my peers. Eternally will sleep in a coffin (yeah nigga). And noble on the road. I'm extremely cautious (westside nigga you know how we do it). It happened that fast. Split second your gone. At the top of my tombstone. Put noble is raw. Outlaw. 'Till I'm under the floor. For Kadafi the prince. I stack dough like a clock on the bricks. With a watch on my wrist dog. I know the time these days. We outlaws. We gonna die this way (nigga). We already in the history books. Pac made sure of that. Whateva you took. We taking it back. You know it's all for the foundation. Outlaws. We still building the thug nation. Holla at your homie. [Chorus 2x]. In this life I lead. Fiend for currency. Get high off weed. Collect g's. Make my enemies bleed. When you see me nigga. Holla my set. And watch them ride. Outlaw mother fuckers. 'Till we die. In this life I lead. [Verse 3: Napolean]. It ain't but nothing air between us. Oxygen is gettin hot. Got a problem. Mo' fag ass nigga kick rocks. Now *censored* on the phone. And the nigga talking crazy. I don't know who to blame. Him or *censored* for killing babies. I'm a New Jers' Devil. The street created rebel. Only got one shot to produce. On every level. This is Maximus. Go to the max I must. Nigga I came from not much. So money I clutch. Uhuh. Napolean the strength of strong arm. With a dick they whistle and ride. I put a move up on. I'm a. Hardcore. Product of the ghetto. Been blessed fo' sho. To eat from out the ghetto. I maneuver in the right lane. Quick to push back lanes. Switch it to the left lane. I play with my hands. And I'm plotting on the fortune. It's gettin hot and scorching. I'm thinking like a scorpion. That torturing an enemy. [Chorus 2x]. In this life I lead. Fiend for currency. Get high off weed. Collect g's. Make my enemies bleed. When you see me nigga. Holla my set. And watch them ride. Outlaw mother fuckers. 'Till we die. In this life I lead. [Verse 4]. Now with this outlaw lifestyle. That I've been introduced to. Money and hoes keep us closer to Lucifer (what's up Kurupt). Steady seducing us. And I'm all for it. It's the life for me. And the law cant spoil it. So you can call it what the fuck you want (right). But I'm a baller alcoholic with a sawn-off pump (nigga). My mamma ain't raise no punk. And even dead Pac. So when I jump off. I breathe for Yak. Been puttin in work. So I walk with a bop. And it safe at home. So I sleep with a glock (no mistakes). Thug living. Ugh. What the fuck would be better. I do my dirt with the family. So we dying together. [Verse 5: Edi]. We on a mission for mo'. Gangsta shit on you hoes. We ain't fucking with you lawyers. Crossing niggas up out there dough. Trying to live godzilla. Edi went from a bad boy. To a anybody killer. Look out. Wanted man. Guns in hand. Stand firm. Nuts are my pride. Now lets burn. Bound and profound. Going down swinging. Holding my ground. We the last ones breathing. No stopping till we eating. Deep in the trenches. So many killings. It's senseless. So in this life I lead. I stay protected. My god my squad. And this thing in my palm. Now all my hustling motherfuckers. Get your money. Sing along. [Chorus x2]. In this life I lead. Fiend for currency. Get high off weed. Collect g's. Make my enemies bleed. When you see me nigga. Holla my set. And watch them ride. Outlaw mother fuckers. UnTill we die. In this life I lead. This motherfucking life I lead nigga. You know what time it is. Westside. Deathrow. Everybody killer. Bad boy killer. real mutha fuckin killaz. Anybody killer. Fuck all y'all niggas. If it ain't westside nigga it ain't Pac. That's on my momma.