2 of Americaz Most Wanted

Up out of there
(Ain't nothin' but a gangsta party)
Eh, light that up, Snoop! Why you actin' like that?
Ahh shit, you done fucked up now (ain't nothin' but a gangsta party)
You done put two of America's most wanted
In the same motherfuckin' place at the same motherfuckin' time
(Ain't nothin' but a gangsta party)
Y'all niggas about to feel this
Break out the champagne glasses and the motherfuckin' condoms
Have one on us, alright?
(Ain't nothin' but a gangsta party)

Picture perfect, I paint a perfect picture
Bombin' hoochies with precision, my intention's to get richer
With the S-N double-O-P, Dogg, my fuckin' homie
You's a cold ass nigga 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 court room, waitin' on the outcome
"Free 2Pac" is all that's on a nigga's mind
But at the same time, it seems they tryin' to 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 multi-millionaire motherfuckers catchin' cases
Bitches, get ready for the throw down, the shit's about to go down
Uh, 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 nothin' but love for my niggas livin' lavish

I got a pit named Petey, she Nigerino
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 Siegel, and do it all legal
And get scooped up by the little homie in the Regal
It feels good to you, baby-bubba
You see, this is for the G's and the keys, motherfucker

Now, follow as we ride
Motherfuck the rest, two of the best from the Westside
And I can make you famous
Niggas been dyin' for years, so how can they blame us?
I live in fear of a felony
I never stop bailin' these motherfuckin' G's
If you got it, better flaunt it
Another warrant, 2 of Amerikaz Most Wanted

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)
(It ain't nothin' but a motherfuckin' gangsta party)
Ain't nothin' but a gangsta party (nothin' but a gangsta party)
(It ain't nothin' but a motherfuckin' 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, suffery is greed
Better be prepared when you cowards fuck with me
I bust and flee
These niggas must be crazy, what?
There ain't no mercy, motherfuckers, who can 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, Cuh, Blood, gang-bangin'
Everybody in the party doin' dope-slangin'
You got to 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 turn gray
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 (biatch), 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 dough-related
Affiliated with the hustlers, so we made it
No answers to questions, I'm tryin' to get up on it
My nigga, Dogg, and me, eternally the 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)
(It ain't nothin' but a motherfuckin' gangsta party)
Ain't nothin' but a gangsta party (nothin' but a gangsta party)
(It ain't nothin' but a motherfuckin' gangsta party)

Ain't nothin' but a gangsta party (nothin' but a gangsta party
(It ain't nothin' but a motherfuckin' gangsta party)
Ain't nothin' but a gangsta party (nothin' but a gangsta party)
(It ain't nothin' but a motherfuckin' gangsta party)
Ain't nothin' but a gangsta party (where you at? Where you at?)
Ain't nothin' but a gangsta party
Yeah, Death Row



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