2Pac — Ghetto Star Original Version

[Intro: 2Pac] Haha For all my niggas in the hood (yeah!) Livin' the life of a ghetto star (you know) You know how we do it hahaha Makaveli [Verse 1: 2Pac] Just holla my name and witness game official Niggas is so ashamed they stand stiff like scared bitches While I remain inside a paradox called my block Though gunshots is promised to me, when will I stop? I hit the weed and hope to God I can fly high Witness my enemies die when I ride by They shouldn't tried me I send they bodies to they parents up north With they faces, they wrists, and they nuts cut off Fuck 'em all what I scream as I dream in tongues Fuck a trick, get me rich and the bitches'll come Bust my gun, make 'em all scatter Bullets to my nuts only made my balls fatter Eat a dick, beyatch mercy, never that, you say you comin' back? Bring it on, forever strapped Introduce you to the pleasure and the pain, you can go so far Just sell me your soul, and live the life (of a ghetto star) [Hook] Live my life straight ballin' I hear the penitentary callin' Live my life straight ballin' I hear lord Jesus callin' Ghetto Star, Ghetto Star [Verse 2] [Bad Azz] I invented my own lifestyle from crumbs and dope Fuck shattered dreams there's fatter things that come from hope You heard 'em holla "keep ya head up" I ask God to help us out The world's caught a plague and everybody's weapons out Shoot first, and never get to the ask questions part When we blast testin' marks you ain't fit to live a day here Best to keep your heat and hold your post you wanna stay here It sure ain't worth askin' why I stay so high [2Pac] Walkin' through the cemetery, talkin' to my homies that was buried See my enemies wanna see me dead, I ain't worried, forgive me Please give me shelter, calm my fears Lifted my head, from my hands, had a palm of tears I see bodies gettin' splashed, with acid Two shots rang from the plastic Glock, wrapped in plastic Buried the bastard, time to notify His family, shit!, ain't nothing left to be identified Evacuate the crime scene fast Why, I heard the Feds had a warrant for my ass Fly, I won't touch down 'til I see Tijuana Set up a shop selling them crooked cops marijuana Label me a success, I made the switch Retired from the life that never gave me shit But cash that I couldn't spend, countless cars An addict for a wife, my life, as a ghetto star [Bad Azz] I never could picture me dead Could only see my life is lavish and obviously I can get it so I gotta have it And you can live your life forever scarred But I'mma ball 'till I'm gone livin' life as a ghetto star Bentley coupes, mini mansions like Snoop And watch full of rocks, million dollar speed boats, yaughts All the time I got. is spent on some hood shit Pray when I see the break of day on some good shit Hit the liquor store to get some blunts for the dope Man if I ain't hight, can't cope God help us You hope to hear us holler his name He know we stuck in all this sea and chasin dollars and fame When will it end The pain and the pressures of life come at once And the only remedy is some drinks mixed with blunts The lord knows what goes on behind closed doors And it's twenty five to life with those ho's with gold ?bows? Catch you at your momma's hose slippin' Gang bangers from the game we ride when it's time for dippin' Kill the cops, fuck they law, they ain't arresting me Life is jail without bars and ghetto star is my destiny [Hook] [Outro: 2Pac] ???