2 of Amerikaz Most Wanted (feat. Snoop Dogg, Tha Dogg Pound, Outlawz, Nate Dogg, K-Ci & JoJo) [Live]

Ain't nothin' but a gangsta party (come on, come on, yeah)
Say ain't nothin' but a gangsta party
Ain't nothin' but a gangsta party (party, party)

Uh, picture perfect, I paint a perfect picture
Bomb the suckers with precision, my intention's to get richer
With the S-N double-O-P, Dogg my f- homie
It's so cold how we fade our foes

Sure 'nough
I keep my hand on my gun, 'cause they got me on the run
Now I'm back in the courtroom waitin' on the outcome
"Free 2Pac" is all that's on a nigga's mind
But at the same time it seems, they tryin' to take mine
So I'ma get smart and get defensive and shit
And put together a Million March for some gangsta shit

So now they got us laced
Two multimillionare motherf- catchin' cases
B- get ready for the throw down, the sh- about to go down
Me and Snoop about to clown
I'm losin' my religion
I'm vicious on these stool pigeons
You might be deep in this game, but you got the rules missing
N- be actin' like they savage, I'm out to get the cabbage
I've got nothin' but love for my n- living lavish

I've got a pit named Petey, she Nigerina
I've got a house out in the hills right next to Chino
And I, think I've got a black Bimmer
But my dream's to own a fly casino
Like Bugsy Siegel, and do it all legal
And get scooped up by my young homie in the Regal
It feels good to you baby-bubba
You see, this is for the G's and the keys, motherfucker

Now follow as we ride
Motherfuck the rest, two of the best from the westside
And I can make you famous
Niggas been dyin' for years so how could they blame us
I live in fear of a felony
I never stop bailin' these
West Coast G's
If you got it better flaunt it
Another warrant (what?), two of America's most wanted

Ain't nothin' but a gangsta party, party
Ain't nothin' but a gangsta party, party
It ain't nothin' but a motherfuckin' gangsta party
Ain't nothin' but a gangsta party
It ain't nothin' but a motherfuckin' gangsta party
Ain't nothin' but a gangsta party
Nothin' but a gangsta party
It ain't nothin' but a motherfuckin' gangsta party

Now give me 50 feet
Defeat is not my destiny, release me to the streets
And keep whatever's left of me
Jealousy is envious, suffering is grief
Better be prepared when you cowards fuck with me, I bust and flee
These n- must be crazy, what?
There ain't no mercy, motherfuckers who can't fade the thugs
You thought it was but it wasn't, now disappear
Bow down in the presence of a boss player

It's like Cuh, Blood gang-bangin'
Everybody in the party doin' dope-slangin'
You gotta have papers in this world
You might get your first snatch before your eyes swirl
You doin' your job, every day
And then you work so hard 'til your hair turns gray
Let me tell you about life and about the way it is
They say we live by the strap, we die by the strap, kids

They tell me not to roll with my G-
So now I gotta throw away
Floating in the black Benz, trying to do a show a day
They wonder how I live with five shots
Niggas is hard to kill on my block
Schemes for currency and dough-related
Affiliated with the hustlers, so we made it (nigga)
No answers to questions, I'm trying to get up on it
My nigga Dogg with me, eternally the most wanted

Now do the gangsters run this motherfucker? (Hell yeah)
Now do the gangsters run this motherfucker? (Hell yeah)
Now do the gangsters run this motherfucker? (Hell yeah)
Or do the ladies run this motherfucker? (Hell yeah)

West Side is motherf- right here
West Side is motherf- right here
West Side is motherf- right here
West Side is motherf- right here
West Side is motherf- right here
West Side is motherf- right here
Death Row in this
Death Row in this
Dogg Pound in this
Death Row in this
Outlaws in this motherfucker right here
Death Row in this motherfucker
LBC
West Side, Death Row we're the finest
One love, West Coast, one love
Stay up y'all, stay representin'