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' **-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