TUPAC: Picture perfect, i paint a perfect picture, bomb my hoochies with presion, my intentions to get rich are with the s-n-double o-p, dawg, my fuckin homie, yous a cold ass nigga on them all.
SNOOP: Sho' nuff, i keep my hand on my gun, cuz they got me on the run, now i'm back in the court room, waitin on the outcome, free tupac is always on a niggaz mind but at the same time it seems they tryin to take mine, so imma get smart, and get defensive and shit, and put together a million march plus some gangsta shit!
TUPAC: So now they got our slates, two multimillionaire muthafuckas catchin cases, bitches get ready for the throw down, this shits about to go down, me and snoop about to clown, im loosin my relgion, im vicious on these school pidgeons, you might be deep in this game but you got the rules missin, niggaz be actin like me savage, they out to get the cabbage i got, i got nuthin but love for my niggaz livin lavish
SNOOP: I got pet named (??) she niggarino (??), I got a house out in the hills right next to Chino, and i think i got a black beemer, but my dream is to own a fly casino like Bugsy Seagle, and do it all legal, and get scooped up by the lil' homie in the regal , it feels good to you baby bubba, this is for the g's and the keys muthafucka
TUPAC: Now follow as we ride, muthafuck the rap, two of the best from the westside, and i can make you famous, niggaz been diein for years so how can they blame us, i live in fear of a felony, i never stop bailin these muthafuckin g's, if you got it you better flaunt it, another warnin, two of amerikaz most wanted.
PAC: Now give me fifty feet, the feet is not my destiny, release me to the streets, and keep whatevers left of me, jealousy is misery, suffery is grief, you better be prepaired when you cowards fuck with me, these niggaz must be crazy, there aint no mercy muthafucks cant fade the thugs, you thought it was when it wasnt, now dissapear, bow down in the presence of (??) playa.
SNOOP: Straight thug, blood, gang bangin, and everybody in the party doin dope slangin, you gots to have paper in this world, you might get your first snatch before youre eyes swirl, you doin your job every day and then you work so hard til your hair turn grey, let me tell you about life and the way it is, you see we live by the guns so we die by the guns kids
TUPAC: You 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, and they wonder how i live with five shots, niggaz is hard to kill on my block, schemes for currency and dough related , affliated with the hustlers so we made it, dont answer to questions, im tryin to get up on it, my nigga Dog and me eternally the most wanted