[girl]

Sheeit, ju motherfuckin right

I'm the bitch that's keepin it live and keepin it hot

when you punk ass niggaz don't

Nigga Westside, WHAT! Bring it on



[Tupac]

Look for me

Lost in the whirlwind, ninety-six, Bonnie and Clyde

Me and my girlfriend, do one-eighty-five when we ride

Trapped in this world of sin, born as a ghetto child

Raised in this whirlwind (c'mon)

Our childhood years recall the tears heart laced with venom

Smokin sherm, drinkin malt liquor, father forgive her

Me and my girlfriend, hustlin, fell in love with the struggle

Hands on the steering wheel, blush, while she bail out bustin

Fuck em all, watch em fall screamin, automatic gunfire

exorcisin all demons

Mafias on the side, my congregation high, ready to die

We bail out to take the jail back, niggaz united

Our first date, couldn't wait to see you naked

Touch you in every secret place, I can hardly wait

to bust freely, got you red hot, you so happy to see me

Make the frontpage primetime live on TV

Nigga my girlfriend, baby forty-five but she still live

One shot make a nigga's heartbeat stop



[girl]

What!! I'm bustin on you punk ass niggaz *automatic gunfire*

Run nigga run! *gunfire* I'm on yo' ass nigga! *gunfire continues*

Run nigga, duck and hide! Nigga I'm bustin all you bitches!

Run nigga, yeah! Westside! Uh uh uh! Die nigga die!



[Tupac]

My girlfriend, blacker than the darkest night

When niggaz act bitch-made she got the heart to fight

Nigga my girlfriend, though we seperated at times

I knew deep inside, baby girl would always be mine

Picked you up when you was nine, started out my life of crime

wit you, bought you some shells when you turned twenty-two

It's true, nothin comp