[2Pac]

Yeah -- clear enough for ya? (Is that right?)

(Hahahahaha) Yeah

(Hehehehe) Why niggaz look mad? (Is that right?)

Y'all supposed to be happy I'm free!

Y'all niggaz look like y'all wanted me to stay in jail, hahah!

Hoe bustaz



Picture me rollin in my 500 Benz

I got no love for these niggaz, there's no need to be friends

They got me under surveillance, that's what somebody be tellin

Know there's dope bein sold, but I ain't the one sellin!

Don't want to be another number

I got a fuckin gang of weed to keep from goin under

The federales wanna see me dead - niggaz put prices on my head

Now I got two Rottwillers by me bed, I feed em lead

Now I'm released, how will I live? Will God forgive me

for all the dirt a nigga did, to feed kids?

One life to live, it's so hard to be positive

when niggaz shootin at your crib

Mama, I'm still thuggin, the world is a war zone

My homies is inmates, and most of them dead wrong

Full grown, finally a man, just scheamin on ways

to put some green inside the palms of my empty hands

Just picture me rollin

Flossin a Benz on rims that isn't stolen

My dreams is censored, my hopes are gone

I'm like a fiend that finally sees when all the dope is gone

My nerves is wrecked, heart beatin and my hands is swollen

thinkin of the G's I'll be holdin, picture me rollin



Can you see me now? Heheheh

Move to the side a little bit so you can get a CLEAR picture

Can you see it? Hahah

Pictue me rollin

Yeah nigga!

Ay but peep how my nigga Syke do it to you

Guess who's back?



[Syke]

I got ki's, comin from overseas

Cost a nigga two hundred G's

I'm a street comando, Nino for examp