2Pac — 2 of Amerikaz Most Wanted Nu-Mixx

[Intro: Crooked I] Turn the lights out from the muthafuckin' top I’m with 2Pac in this bitch Yeah ("Ain't nothin' but a gangsta...") Capital R shit, they all shit ("Ain’t nothin' but a gangsta") Las Vegas, Crooked I, Tha Row mix, bitch ("Ain't nothin' but a gangsta party") Let 'em know...nigga [Verse 1: 2Pac] Picture perfect, I paint a perfect picture Bomb the hoochies with precision, my intention's to get richer With the (S-N double-O-P, Dogg), my fuckin' homie You's a cold-ass nigga on them hoes [Verse 2: Crooked I] And it goes, I got both heaters cocked and I’m ready to ride Whoever’s ready for beef better be ready to hide 75 shots for whoever survive Yeah, niggas leave the scene, but never alive I'm in a cut-up with a slut up top I got a come-up plot, don’t come up shot What up, Pac? [Verse 3: 2Pac] So now they got us laced Two multi-millionaire motherfuckers catchin' cases Bitches get ready for the throw down, the shit's about to go down Me and (Snoop) about to clown I'm losin’ my religion, I'm vicious on these stool pigeons You might be deep in this game, but you got the rules missin' Niggas be actin' like they savage, they out to get the cabbage I've got nothin' but love for my niggas livin' lavish [Verse 5: Crooked I] Yeah, we livin' lavish y'all, getting cabbage is a habit y'all Before it's over, I'ma have it all Have a broad in a camisole with the cameras on Count money while I ram it, dog And they've been hating since the minute I blew Let my enemies witness me in a new blue Infiniti Q Sippin' Coke mixed with Hennessy too Whoever ain't a friend of me in this industry is finna be through Yeah, you... [Verse 6: 2Pac] Now follow as we ride Motherfuck the rest, two of the best from the Westside And I can make you famous Niggas been dyin' for years, so how could they blame us? I live in fear of a felony I never stop bailin' these motherfuckin' G's If you got it, better flaunt it Another warrant, two of America's most wanted [Chorus: Crooked I + (Daz sample)] ("Ain't nothin' but a gangsta...") West Coast, Tha Row mix, nigga ("Ain't nothin' but a gangsta party") Nothin' but a gangsta party It's Tha Row with the worldwide gangsta party ("Ain't nothin' but a gangsta party") Nothin' but a gangsta party It's Tha Row with the worldwide gangsta party ("Ain't nothin' but a gangsta party") Nothin' but a gangsta party It's Tha Row with the worldwide gangsta party [Verse 7: 2Pac] Now give me fifty feet Defeat is not my destiny, release me to the streets And keep whatever's left of me Jealousy is misery, sufferin' is greed Better be prepared when you cowards fuck with me I bust and flee, these niggas must be crazy, what? There ain't no mercy motherfuckers who can't fade the thugs You thought it was, but it wasn't, now disappear Bow down in the presence of a boss player [Verse 8: Crooked I] Boss playa, boss playa, get the money and floss later We off haters, scratch 'em out like a cross fader I'm Darth Vader, strapped like a violator Them Southern Cal streets is wild as Al-Qaeda Better watch it if you in and bang Ride first class here, leave under the plane Listen mayne, you're better off trying to spread love Brand new West, I'm the head of [Verse 9: 2Pac] They tell me not to roll with my Glock So now I got a throw-away Floatin' in the black Benz (biatch), tryin' to do a show a day They wonder how I live with five shots Niggas is hard to kill on my block Schemes for currency and dough-related Affiliated with the hustlers, so we made it No answers to questions, I'm tryin' to get up on it My nigga (Dogg) with me, eternally the most wanted [Chorus: Crooked I + (Daz sample)] ("Ain't nothin' but a gangsta...") ("Ain't nothin' but a gangsta party") Nothin' but a gangsta party It's Tha Row with the worldwide gangsta party ("Ain't nothin' but a gangsta...") Nothin' but a gangsta party It's Tha Row with the worldwide gangsta party ("Ain't nothin' but a gangsta party") Nothin' but a gangsta party It's Tha Row with the worldwide gangsta party [Outro: Crooked I] Yeah, D. Vegas, Crooked I, Makaveli Without them weak ass niggas Capital R, niggas, yeah Row in peace