[Intro: DJ Chop Up as 2Pac]
BG Knocc Out!
2Pac!
Real motherfuckin' g's!
[Hook: DJ Chop Up as 2Pac]
Everywhere I go, on every fucking block
There's a n***a with a Glock, somebody got shot
The whole party hot, a n***a with a Glock
Then the party just stops, somebody got shot
So get down, get down! We shootin in this bitch
Get down, get down! We don't care who we hit
Get down, get down! We shootin in this bitch
Get down, get down! We don't care who we hit
Get down, get down! We shootin in this bitch
Get down, get down! We don't care who we hit
[Verse 1: 2Pac]
After the fire comes the rain, after the pleasure there's pain
Even though we broke for the moment, we'll be ballin' again
'Til I make it, yo, my military be prepared for them bustaz
Similar to bitches too scary, get too near me, we rushin'
Visions of over-packed prisons, millions of n***as thug livin'
Pressures and three strikes, I hope they don't test us
They pull the heat out, ammunition in crates
Psssh! Move without a sound as we slide down pistols in place
They got me fiendin' for currency, the money be callin'
It’s like I’m - dreamin', seein' scenes of me ballin'
Participated in felonious behavior
Cock the cocked 45, snatchin' n***as pagers
Labeled a mark soon as we start, it was hard to quit
We started out drinking 40's, moved to harder shit
God damn, now I'm a grown man, I follow no man
N***a got my own plan, watch me
[Hook: DJ Chop Up as 2Pac]
Everywhere I go, on every fucking block
There's a n***a with a Glock, somebody got shot
The whole party hot, a n***a with a Glock
Then the party just stops, somebody got shot
So get down, get down! We shootin in this bitch
Get down, get down! We don't care who we hit
Get down, get down! We shootin in this bitch
Get down, get down! We don't care who we hit
Get down, get down! We shootin in this bitch
Get down, get down! We don't care who we hit
[Verse 2: BG Knocc Out]
BG's
Baby gangsters
Putting it down right
Because we don't allow pranksters
Girls come through
Looking fired, real fine and I know
In they mind, all they see is dollar signs
So therefore, yo
I might mack to a trick
Wait 'til I fall then see if I can hit it
Blaze up some indo
Sip on some Alize
'Cause when I'm with 2Pac I'm chilling the stylish way
Before a brother was rapping
A brother was straight whiling
Living it up, my man was like a part time job, and
I did it 'cause I'm banking
I'd rather be free
I know the streets getting played everyday
And straight chilling with my peeps
Be able to sleep and eat when and where I wanna
Hanging with my partners crossing police on the corner
Now I'm on wax, kicking straight gangster rhythm
Letting tricks know this yo, trick that's how we go
[Hook: DJ Chop Up as 2Pac]
Everywhere I go, on every fucking block
There's a n***a with a Glock, somebody got shot
The whole party hot, a n***a with a Glock
Then the party just stops, somebody got shot
So get down, get down! We shootin in this bitch
Get down, get down! We don't care who we hit
Get down, get down! We shootin in this bitch
Get down, get down! We don't care who we hit
Get down, get down! We shootin in this bitch
Get down, get down! We don't care who we hit
