Gangsta Party

2Pac/Snoop Dogg

专辑：Gangsta Rap Classics Remixed

LYRICS

Ain't nuttin 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 nigga homey

Youse a cold ass b***h on them hogs

Sho nuff, I keep my hand on my gun, cuz they got me on the run

Now I'm back in the courtroom waitin on the outcome

Free Tupac, is all that's on a nigga mind

But at the same time it seem they tryinto take mine

So I'ma get smart, and get defensive and shit

And put together a million march, for some gangsta shit

So now they got us laced

Two multimillionaire mother****ers catchin cases

B*****s get ready for the throwdown, the shit's about to go down

Uhh, 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 got nothing but love, for my niggas livin lavish

I got a pit named P, she ****ing

I got a house out in the hills right next to Chino

And I, think I got a black Beamer

But my dream is to own a fly casino

Like Bugsy Seagel, and do it all legal

And get scooped up, by the little homie in the Regal

Mmm, it feel good to you bady bubba

Ya see, this is for the G's and the keys mother****er

Now follow as we RIDE

**** the rest, two of the best from the West side

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 mother****in G's

If ya got it better flaunt it, another warrant

two of Amerikaz Most Wanted

Ain't nuttin 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 **** wit me

I bust and flea, these niggas must be crazy what

There ain't no mercy mother****ers who can fade the Thugs

You thought it was but it wasn't, now dissapear

Bow down in the presence of a boss player

It's like cuz, Blood, g******gin

Everybody in the party doin shit slangin

You got to have papers in this world

You might get your first snatch, before your eyes swerl

Ya doing ya job, every day

And then you work so hard til ya hair turn grey

Let me tell you about life, and bout the way it is

You see we live by the gun, so we die by the gun's kids

They tell me not to roll with my glock

So now I gotta throw away

Floatin in the black Benz, 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 doe 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

Ain't nuttin but a gangsta party