Bad A$$: This life of ours
 the same thing that got a nigga here get me there
 (evrything you see, aint always what it seems to be)
 yeah yeah, the same thing that got a nigga here get me there
 come on, Bad A$$, Kurupt, The Gang
 Verse 1: Bad A$$
 I'm just trying ta make a dollar out of nothing
 turn zero into somethin'
 and it's, one life we live, with this, one shot to give
 you got chances, we use none risking your life
 you know we got guns, why you come and get us with knives
 it's a cold thang, the game, just take folks under
 it feels better if you say that god just called his number
 when you do we kept a self situations like that
 in situations where it's likely somebody might gat
 no bad intentions, we all like to jump in the car
 no destination but we all thinkin hard to get far
 Chorus x2: Bad A$$
 Money, houses, and cars, this life of ours, goin where
 we came a long way , but still we got so far to go to get there
 (the same thing that got a nigga here get me there, and if it don't,
 it wasn't
 sposed to)
 Verse 2: Kurupt, Bad A$$
 [Kurupt]
 I got gangsta ass niggas with so much heat
 G'd up rides with so much beat
 G'd up apparal, dope by the barrels, gangsta ass goodfella nigga
 Kurupt and nell???
 I once had a bitch that ate so much dick
 that she couldn't do nuthin for me, but blow one of the homies
 as I ease my way right up the streets
 me, D-a-z, Bad A$$, and Priest
 we gotta hit the spot where the homies meet
 where all the OG's round up the fleet
 cuz the homies is crazy shit
 and we all about stackin' up a grip
 no funny ass niggas, no scandliss ass ho's
 and we don't give a fuck about a bitch
 [Bad A$$]
 I can't worry bout a bitch
 I'm tryin ta get rich by next week
 and I can get me some pussy when it ain't nuttin to eat
 my life, this life of ours buyin nuttin, houses and cars
 ghetto stars, doin our thing
 like bust a bitch, bust a bitch, and get rich with my gang
 we brang, to the table,what you aint able
 a few pies to cut, cuz we ride for bucks in the worst way
 today Tuesday, I got a date on Thursday, and fuck what you say
 you say dirt about us when we aint there
 when we come around, you fuckin clown, you act scared
 Tupac is dead, stop questioning life
 you had to talk to the feds, that's the test in the life
 goin where, a long way from here to get there
 you gotta mash to maintain
 blast thats the gang thang
 (the same thing that got a nigga here get me there)
 Chorus x2
 Verse 3: Kurupt, Bad A$$
 [Kurupt]
 (I, I, I, I)
 I heard gangstas don't ride with disguises
 but I'm quick to throw the mask on to get my blast on
 so call it what you want, yeah yeah, that's all cool
 but me and the homies bout to act the fuckin fool
 dump if you dump
 nigga pull the pump
 lay a nigga (lay a nigga), for the homies spray a nigga
 this aint the Sony, so you can't play a nigga
 the homies quick to cock, A-K a nigga
 with no hesitation
 penaltants populate the population
 a nickel plated penitration
 khakis, t-shirts and stars
 homies, busta's, riders and mark's
 all y'all niggas here wanna be hard
 but no nigga with heart when the heater spark
 just ask the homie Bad A$$
 he'll put you d on how it's sposed to be in the whole family
 as I ease my way right up the streets
 me, D-a-z, Bad A$$ and Priest
 we gotta hit the spot where the homies meet
 where all the OG's round up the fleet
 cuz the homies is crazy as shit
 and we all about stackin' up a grip
 no funny ass niggas, no scandliss ass ho's
 and we don't give a fuck about a bitch, (bitch, bitch, bitch)
 [Bad A$$]
 yeah, 1-9-9-9, the Gang, all in your face at close range
 Mr. Bad A$$, yeah yeah yeah yeah, it don't quit, we keep it crackin
 like this
 ugh, aww yeah yeah yeah, it don't quit
 It aint over till I'm done
 aint nowhere to hide, so why run
 I don't battle with rappers, either bomb or draw guns
 you can hate me, cuz I got skills and live real
 and my life is well woven in these stack of dollar bills
 I should kill, I would come and kill your ass
 but your only mission is destruction, why get in your path
 I'll let you kill yourself, while I chill with wealth
 and let the story be the word on the streets, a few weeks
 I gotta eat, fuck fuckin with you and being broke on the streets
 duck duckin with you and gettin' smoked, that's a no-no
 what you think it's fifty five or 4-4
 money, houses, and cars, nigga I gotta go
 yeah yeah yeah yeah
 it don't quit we keep it wreckin like this, ha ha ha ha
 yeah yeah yeah yeah it don't quit
 nigga you can suck a fat dick
 yeah, yeah yeah yeah yeah
 we keep it crackin, keep it crackin like this (this, this, this, this