Makaveli... for the luv of Makaveli it's forever... and ever
      Come on... yo

      (Yukmouth)
      Hey yo 'Pac we still ballin
      Dodgin all these haters and task
      wit Lil J up in jag...makin legal papes and cash
      No mo pullin capers in mask...nothin can save you from that
      Tear up yo place wit the slapz and hit ya safe for the snaps
      No longer waitin in back..I'm jus facin the facts
      Cats fakin ya mak...waitin to jack..soon as the day it will past
      Word..turn thru new jersey,swerve..on the wrong side of town you serve
      This for my nicca on the third...for my homeboyz yok (khadifi) and 'Pac
      You got 'em jockin 'Pac, I know ya watchin 'Pac
      Like shots at cops I ride on my set
      and I'm bangin Makaveli 5, people think you never really died
      they try to tell me why and say
      Makaveli was that guy who faked his on death
      Come on champ.. would you fake yo' own death
      wit two to the head, ya jus a stank head
      Now bounce like the bankhead, thuggin aint dead
      It's sacred, we still ballin...

      Chorus:

      Don't cry, dry ya eyes and say
      'Pac we still ballin ballin
      Jus look up in the sky and say
      'Pac we still ballin ballin ballin
      Poor some liqour on the ground and say
      'Pac we still ballin ballin ballin
      to think, if he could see us now

      (Yukmouth)
      Hey 'Pac we still ballin, congregate the bloodz and cuz
      Vice Lords and Disciples, I got luv for thugs
      Even the hoodrats and scrugs that we duck in the club
      Sucka for luv, I introduce bustin dem slugs
      Hustlas and drugs, we all lust for money and fast cars
      The life of a rap star, floatin in jaguars
      Ball with a rappa,learn how to stack tall
      money longer then Shaq y'all (weeeeesssstttttsiiiiiiidddddeeeeeee)
      I look back y'all, I smoked out wit redman
      Aim an infared at the head of a rapper tryin to make a livin off a dead man
      Descend a dead man, I know the drama is thrillin
      They stole every song you made and owe yo mama sum millons
      We got children pleadin stop wit cha (I can be like 'Pac)
      Raps and rocks wit gats and glocks ya act like 'Pac
      Wit all them songz you stole from D.U.
      If Makaveli was alive, he would've rolled on you fools
      and that's for real

      Chorus:

      dey can bite all they want say 'Pac
      we still ballin ballin ballin
      west side..south side say 'Pac
      we still ballin ballin ballin
      we gonna keep the thuggin alive say 'Pac
      we still ballin ballin ballin
      rap-a-lot mafia life say 'Pac
      we still ballin

      (Yukmouth)
      Young nob, Kastro, Edi and Bo
      signed to rap-a-lot get the cash flow its easy to do
      I know its easy in you
      The homies seen Biggie Smallz jockin yo rap and rhymes
      Watch us all become outlaws
      Doggy Dogg signed to no limit
      It's coo' cause before that doggy dogg was gettin no spinach
      And thats no old gimmick
      You know whut a real thug iz...wit the swears and cusses
      it's like comparin a bentley to a cutlass..
      you roll old ass buckets, we roll dutchez...
      ya roll wusses and I'm burnin out dodge viper clutches
      you gotta luv it, how we take this thuggin to the next
      20 geez on my wrist, 90 hundred on my neck
      Jubilees and baguettes, spell tattoees on my belly
      cuz we do this for the luv of my nicca Makaveli
      if i die pour sum brew on the ground
      dont boo-hoo and frown
      just like up in the sky and smile for me now (echoin)

      to the day that i die say 'Pac
      we still ballin
      wave ya hands in the sky say 'Pac
      we still ballin
      west side south side say 'Pac
      we still ballin
      east side north side say 'Pac
      we still ballin
      the regime outlawz and yuk
      we still ballin
      rap a lot lil j and face
      we still ballin
      diggity daz and kurupt say 'Pac
      we still ballin
      e 40 fonz and b-leigeezi say 'Pac
      we still ballin
      all my dogz everywhere say 'Pac
      we still ballin
      and all my real ass thugs say 'Pac
      we still ballin

      (Yuk)
      a dedication to the legendary Makaveli
      god bless his soul
      time to ride for my patna on these bitin ass characters in the industry

      ride or die (10x)
      still ballin (20x)




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