Gangsta Party (Trg Remix) - 2Pac (图派克)/SnoopDogg/Kurupt
Ain't nothin' but a gangsta party
Party party party party party
Ain't nothin' but a gangsta party
Party party party party party
Ain't nothin' but a gangsta party
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 f**kin' homie
You'se a cold-ass n***a on them hogs
Sho' 'nuff
I keep my hand on my gun
'Cause they got me on the run
Now I'm back in the courtroom waitin' on the outcome
Free 2Pac is all that's on a n***a's mind
But at the same time it seems they tryin' to take mine
So I'mma get smart and get defensive and s**t
And put together a Million March for some gangsta s**t
So now they got us laced
Two multimillionare motherf**kers catchin' cases
B***hes get ready for the throw down
The s**t'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 missing
N***as be actin' like they savage they out to get the cabbage
I've got nothin' but love for my n***as living lavish
I've got a pit named P she Nigerina
I've got a house out in the hills right next to Chino
And I think I've got a black Bimmer
But my dream's to own a fly casino
Like Bugsy Siegel and do it all legal
And get scooped up by the little homie in the Regal uh
It feels good to you baby-bubba
You see this is for the G's and the keys motherf**ker
Now follow as we ride
Motherf**k the rest two of the best from the Westside
And I can make you famous
N***as been dyin' for years so how could they blame us
I live in fear of a felony
I never stop bailin' these
Motherf**kin' G's
If you got it better flaunt it
Another warrant for 2 of America's most wanted
Ain't nothin' but a gangsta party
Ain't nothin' but a gangsta party
Ain't nothin' but a gangsta party
Ain't nothin' but a gangsta party
Nothin' but a gangsta party
Ain't nothin' but a gangsta party
Nothin' but a gangsta party
Ain't nothin' but a gangsta party
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 suffering is grief
Better be prepared when you cowards f**k with me
I bust and flee
These n***as must be crazy what
There ain't no mercy motherf**kers
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
It's like cough blood gang-bangin'
Everybody in the party doin' dope-slangin'
You gotta have papers in this world
You might get your first snatch before your eyes swirl
You doin' your job every day
And then you work so hard 'til your hair turns gray
Let me tell you about life
And about the way it is
You see we live by the gun
So we die by the guns kids
They tell me not to roll with my Glock
So now I gotta throw away
Floating in the black Benz
Trying to do a show a day
They wonder how I live with five shots
N***as 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 trying to get up on it
My n***a Dogg with me eternally the most wanted
Ain't nothin' but a gangsta party party party
Ain't nothin' but a gangsta party party party
Ain't nothin' but a gangsta party party party
Ain't nothin' but a gangsta party party party
Ain't nothin' but a gangsta party party party
Ain't nothin' but a gangsta party party party