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(featuring Nutso)
2Pac
Haha, for all my in the hood (yeah)
That live the life of a ghetto star
(You KNOW!) Heh, you know how we do it
(Hahaha, Makaveli!)
Verse One: 2Pac
Just holla my name and witness game official
is so ashamed they stand stiff like scared girls
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'ta tried
I send they bodies to they parents up North
With they faces, they wrists and they nuts cut off
fk 'em all what I scream as I dream in tongues
fk a trick, get me rich and the girls'll come
Bust my gun, make 'em all scatter
Bullets to my nuts only made my balls fatter, eat a d*ck BEYOTCH!
Mercy, never that, you say you comin back?
Bring it on, fo' whoever 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)
Verse Two: Nutso
I live the life of a thug nigg*, drug dealer livin game tight
Mug , slug for the fame life
Laced with game, practice on takin pain
Quick to slang, and let it rain through yo' brain
Street smart, proficient, intelligent
And keep suckers h*ttin 'til snitches start smellin it
Movin with telekenesis
Keepin Channel 7 at work, filmin different features
Leadin to an early death with they head blown
And to those who didn't make it to the morgue was just dead and gone
And hope got punished
Kidnapped, jacked in the back with macs to they neck
Rappers waitin to get done in
Backtalkin - we tossed his as* out
M.O.B. related, one mo' nigg* found shot up with his d*ck in his mouth
Printed my name in these streets as a motherfkin G
Now the next generation's lookin at me through *can't decipher*
Verse Three: 2Pac - overlaps Verse Two
Walkin through the cemetary
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 b*stard, time to notify, his family
Shiiit, ain't nuttin 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 Tiajuana
Set up shop sellin them crooked cops marijuana
Label me a success, I made the switch
Retired from the life that never gave me s**t
With cash that I couldn't spend, countless cars
An addict for a wife, my life, as a ghetto star
Verse Four: Nutso
Got the word that some nerds wanna plot on this
Hit the curve, let it swerve, had to stop they grip
No remorse, no repentance as I buck one down
Straight to the morgue cause I plan on, shuttin s**t down
Born soldiers! -- fked him up with a mac-fo'
Torn ligaments, all up in that nigg* shoulder
And a vest couldn't protect that flesh
Cause I got, slugs, to knock the air out your chest
Death, apparently they wasn't sucka free
Cause I had all them wannabe thug in protective custody
I guess they heard that I got them birds
Thought I was a nerd 'til I bucked one of them to the curb
Luxury livin lavish, with dreams of dyin rich
With a team and clientele on my motherfkin d*ck
And gettin down on these snitch girls, protectin riches
By givin stitches, the life as a ghetto star
When I grow up I wanna be like dem (and live my life as a ghetto star)
When I grow up I wanna be like dem (and live my life as a ghetto star)
When I grow up I wanna be like dem (and live my life as a ghetto star)
When I grow up I wanna be like dem (and live my life as a ghetto star)
When I grow up I wanna be like dem (and live my life as a ghetto star)
When I grow up I wanna be like dem (and live my life as a ghetto star)
Outro: 2Pac w/ Nutso talking in background
This goes out to all you motherfkers
that STILL, have to kill to make that money
All you on the block, sellin rocks
Hand to hand, runnin from the police
I see you - live your life as a ghetto star!
Talk to the hood, claimin you gettin riches
Runnin from the flags.. live my life as a ghetto star
with two strikes that don't wanna see the third, I feel you