(feat. LaToya Williams)

		

		"93.5 K-DAY, givin you the taste of good life, your girl Yo-Yo.

Should I say is it still all good?

Today at 12:45 outside the Petersen Museum here in Los Angeles,

Notorious B.I.G. was gunned down and pronouced dead at 1:15 this morning.

As a result of the ongoing feud between East and West coast,

the tragic death of Tupac Shakur who was gunned down in Las Vegas

just six months earlier, our prayers go out to the families."



"Westside Radio, Julio G.

A sad day today for the West coast; we lost an icon y'all.

Eric 'Eazy-E' Wright, passed away today at 6:45 PM,

Cedars Sinai Hospital, due to complications from AIDS.

A definite West coast legend, brought you N.W.A.,

brought you Michel'le, brought you D.O.C., and the list goes on.

We definitely gon' miss you Eazy."



[The Game - impersonating 2Pac]

Picture me rollin in that black B-M-dub, headed to the club

Fresh out the Tyson fight, Beamer all rimmed up

Shinin with the big homie, five-car caravan

Ridin shotgun, put that chronic smoke in the air

"Me Against the World" is what I told my foes

So it's me against the world, 'til they poke them hoes

Leanin out the window, flickin ashes off the indo

Throwin up Westside, I see, some of my kinfolk

Pull that blunt closer to my mouth cause only she know

I'm feelin bad about that nigga we stomped out in that casino

But fuck it it's Death Row - the big homie never told me 

that my next blow could be my fuckin death blow

Tell Kidada I'm not ready, I ain't even let my momma know

I ain't got no kids, I'm only twenty-fo'

Before I can let the smoke out, niggaz let twenty go

The thirteen that hit the car was through the passenger do'

Now come wit it



[Chorus: Latoya Williams]

Never can say goodbye, never can say goodbye (to my friends)

Never can say goodbye, never can say goodbye (to my friends)

Never can say goodbye, never can say goodbye (to my friends)

Never can say goodbye, never can say goodbye (I will always keep you near)



[The Game - impersonating Notorious B.I.G.]

I love it when they call me Big Popp-a

I only smoke blunts if they roll prop-a

Look I gots ta, catch the first thing smokin in Cali

And hit one of my bitches in the valley

Gotta call my nigga Sean, tell him reserve the don

Tell him to get the chron' and the teflon

I think they trippin off the homie gettin shot

But God bless his soul, Lord know it wasn't Pop

or the M.A.F.I.A., Kim tell Cease get the fuckin truck

We 'bout to hit the Wilshire district, get fucked up

Pop mad bottles son, twist up the Phillies

I'm thinkin 'bout T'yanna, these niggaz is lookin silly

If this was Blook-lyn I would up the 9-milli

But fuck it we to the truck, roll the dutch, we out of Phillies

Hop in the front seat, of that dark green Suburban

Heard another car swervin, gunshots close the curtains; Biggie!



[Chorus]



[The Game - impersonating Eazy-E]

Layin in this hospital bed with bronchitis, I can't talk

Walked myself in and all of a sudden I can't walk

IV's in my arm, my wife Tomica at my legs

(Ruthless), I mean Records, we got married on my deathbed

I could hear Jerry Heller in the hall

But I couldn't hear Cube and Dr. Dre no more at all

Through all the bullshit them niggaz was my dawgs

Niggaz With Attitudes spraypainted on the walls

I'm flatlinin, it's bad timin

(Straight Outta Compton), the king of gangsta rap's dyin

Cause of death, the AIDS virus

Conspiracy, I guess the government just hate violence

They thought my group influenced the L.A. riots

Woulda been here to see my kids grow, if I stayed quiet

Took 12 years for a real nigga to break silence

Eazy I had to let 'em know

You could catch me, cruisin down the street in my six-fo'



[Chorus]