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2Pac feat KC & JoJo - How Do You Want It

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Chorus:

How do you want it, how do you feel

Comin?up as a Nigga in tha cash game

Livin?in tha fast lane, Im for real

How do you want it, how do you feel

Comin?up as a Nigga in tha cash game

Livin?in tha fast lane, Im for real



Love tha way you agrivate your hips

And push your ass out

Gotta nigga wantin?

Its so bad

Im about to pass out

Wanna dig you

And I cant even lie about it

Baby just eleviate your cloths

Time to fly up out it

Catch you at a club

Oh shit, you got me fiendin?

Body talken shit to me

But I cant comprehend the meaning

Now if ya wanna roll with me

Then heres ya chance

Doin?80 on tha freeway

Wait police, catch me if they can

Forgive me Im a ridah

Still Im just a simple man

All I want is money

Fuck tha fame

Im a simple man

Mr. International

Playa with tha passport

Just like a ladder bitch

Get you anything you ask for

Its either him or me

Champagne, Hennessy

A favorite of my homies

When we floss on our enemies

Witness as we creep to a low speed

Peep what a ho need

Puff some more weed

Funk, ya dont need

Approachin?hochies with a passion

Been a long day

But Ive been drivin?by attraction

In a strong way

Your body is bangin?

Baby I love it when ya flaunt it

Time to give it to daddy nigga

Now tell me how you want it



Chorus



Tell me is it cool to fuck

You think I come to talk

Am I a fool or what

Positions on tha floor

Its like erotic, ironic

Cause Im somewhat psychotic

Im hitten?switches on bitches

Like I been fixed with hydraulics

Up and down like a roller coaster

Come up beside ya

I aint quitin?till tha show is over

Cause Im a ridah

In and out just like a robbery

Ill probably be a freak

And let you get on top of me

Get her rockin?these

Nights full of Alazhay

A livin?legend

You aint heard about these niggas played in Cali days

Deloris Tucker

Yous a muthafucker

Instead of tryin?to help a nigga

You destroy a brotha

Worst than tha others

Bill Clinton

Mr. Bob Dole

You too old to understand tha way tha game is told

Youre lame

So I gotta hit you with tha high facts

Wont someone listen

Makin?millions

Niggas top that

They wanna censor me

They ratha see me in a cell

Livin?in hell

With only a few of us to live to tell

Now everybody talkin?about us

I could give a fuck

Id be tha first one to bomb and cuss

Nigga tell me how you want it



Chorus



Raised as a youth

Tell truth

I got tha scoop on how to get a bulletproof

Cause I jump on tha roof

Before I was a teenager

Mobile phone

Skypager

Game rules

Im livin?major

My advasaries

Is lookin?worried

They paranoid of gettin?buried

One of us gonna see tha cemetary

My only hope is survive

If I wish to stay alive

Gettin?high

See tha demons in my eyes

Before I die

I wanna live my life and ball

Make a couple million

And then Im chillin?

Fade em all

These taxes for me crossed up

With people tryin?ta sue me

Media is in my business

And they actin?like they know me

But Ima mash out

Peel out

Im murder quick

Thats with the whipn fucken steel out

Yeah nigga, its some new shit

So better get up on it

When ya see me

Tell a nigga how ya want it

How do you want it



Chorus (4x)