(Tupac) They say
 Intro/Chorus:
 (B-Legit) Influenced by crime, addicted to grindin
 (C-Bo) Where I can pile up my chips
 (Richie Rich) And niggaz call me a timer
 (Tupac) I been ballin since my adolecsent years steady climbin
 (E-40) Man, you motherfuckers don't know nuttin about no timin
 (Tupac) That's right, that's right boy start that shit off
 Verse One: 2Pac
 I heard a rumour I died, murdered in cold blood dramatized
 Picutes of me in my final stage you know Mama cried
 But that was fiction, some coward got the story twisted
 Like I no longer existed, mysteriously missin
 Although I'm worldwide, baby I ain't hard to find
 Why I spend most of my time on California crime
 Watching for thievin I'm cautious it's like I'm barely breathin
 Puttin a bullet in mutherfuckers give me a reason
 See me and hope I'm intoxicated or slightly faded
 You tried to play me now homicide is my only payment
 I'm addicted to currency in this life I lead
 Why the fuck you cowards be runnin, too scared to fight a G
 For the life of me, I cannot see
 How motherfuckers picture livin life after a night of fuckin around
 with me
 And if you don't like this rhyme
 then bring your big bad ass to California, cause we ain't hard to find
 Chorus
 Verse Two: C-Bo, B-Legit
 I got my locs on hard hat goin to war
 Breakin them off on sight, stoppin lives like red lights
 Watch em pause as I pull my strap, out my drawers
 And get to dumpin on they ass, like the last outlaws
 Rich, Tupac and the Click, smokin blunts, loadin clips
 With enough shit to raise your block in one dip
 We bring on horror like Tales From the Crypt
 And we ain't hard to find is the tales that we kick
 I'm fully automatic full of static and shit


 Movin Dodge van fifty rounds in the clip
 I'm ridin shot gun with the tint in the back
 I'm plan to have a motherfuckerin mint in this rap
 I'm from the V-A-L-L-E-J-O
 Where sellin narcotics is all I know
 I got blow, speed, bleed, whatever yo' kind
 And if you need a motherfucker I ain't hard to find
 Some may call me Bootsy, but I call it timin
 That's while I keeps on grindin (that's right)
 to the point where a nigga can't stop
 Too much feelin this shit, that's why I'm quick to peel a bitch
 Whether it's a nigga or a hoe, a hoe
 get in my way, then that ass gots to go
 Cause a nigga steady plottin
 I serves hit for hit, and motherfuckers keep droppin
 Chorus
 (Tupac) C-Bo and D-Shot, E-40, Richie Rich
 (E-40) Da Bay, beitch!
 Verse Three: E-40, Richie Rich
 Down the steps
 Abandonded broken down apartment complex
 Heavy metal lipstick hairy can't be scary
 Playboy, what the fuck is the proof without the drama play
 Nigga, what the fuck you got a gun for, if ya gonna hesitate
 Best shake and bake although mine was first to ask niggaz
 Motherfuckers didn't think I wasn't going do somethin, ask niggaz
 Threaten your life, ain't like you love him
 Bury your thoughts, take his head fuck him have at him
 Check this out
 I grew up with that nigga, threw up with that nigga
 I hear he tryin to ride, double-edgin for the other side
 But now, my glock be so judgemental
 Back seat of a rental keep my name out your dental
 Nigga, if your gum bleedin, and you needin
 mo' than twenty sticthes, you behaved like dem bitches
 Sideways to the race
 Heavy in the game, check the resident it's all the same
 Nigga, and we ain't hard to find
 (Tupac) Hell nah we ain't hard to find
 (C-Bo) The whole clickilation fool
 (E-40) Motherfuckers hard to find, right here bitch
 (Tupac)
 Why them niggaz actin like they can't find us
 like like they can't see us and
 like we don't be at the same spots they be at
 It's the same congregation, Young Pac is back
 YouknowhatImean?
 (C-Bo) Nigga be lookin all the way when he see you and shit
 It's a celebration, Young Pac is back
 (E-40) Motherfuckers better understand this shit
 (Tupac)
 Ay D-Shot nigga can we get paid man?
 Can we just go there and sock this shit up?
 Hey, we smokin, and we ain't hard to fine
 Drinkin and shit, fuckin with some hurricane
 (E-40) A motherfucker's gonna get his Marlboros regardless playa
 (Tupac) You suPPOSED to
 Sideways to the next light