2Pac - Gangsta Party (Official Video)

2Pac - Gangsta Party (Official Video) Lyrics: Up outta there Ain’t nuthin’ but a gangster party (Turn that shit up, G) Oh shit, you done fucked up now You done just put to of Americas most wanted In the same mothafuckin’ place at the same mothafuckin’ time Y’all niggaz ’bout to feel this, break out the champagne glasses And the mothafuckin’ condoms, have one on us aiight? Picture perfect, I paint a perfect picture Bomb the hoochies wit’ precision my intentions to get richer With the S N Double O P Dogg my fuckin’ homey You’s a cold ass nigga on them hogs Sho nuff, I keep my hand on my gun ’Cuz they got me on the run Now I’m back in the court room Waitin’ on the outcome Free 2pac is all that’s on that nigga’s mind But at the same time it seem they tryin’ to take mine So Ima’ get smart and get defensive and shit And put together ’million march for some gangsta shit So now they got us laced, 2 multi-millionaire Mothafuckas catchin’ cases, bitches get ready For the throw down, the shit’s about to go down Me and Snoop about to clown I’m losin’ my religion, I vicious on these stool pigeons Ya might be deep in the game but cha got the rules missin’ Niggas be actin’ like they savage, they out to get the cabbage I got nothin’ but love for my niggas livin’ lavish I got a pit named P, she niggarino I got a house on the hills, right next to Chino And I think I got a black Beamer But my dream is to own a fly Casino Like Bugsy Seagal and do it all illegal And get scooped up by the lil’ homie in the Regal It feels good to you, baby bubba You see ya’ vicious for the G’s and the keys, mothafucka Now holla as we ride, mothafuck the rest 2 Of the best from the west side And I can make you famous, niggaz Been dyin’ for years so how can they blame us? I live in fear of a felony, I never stop bailin’ These mothafuckin’ G’s if you got it Better flaunt it, another warrant 2 of America’s most wanted Ain’t nuthin’ but a gangster party Ain’t nuthin’ but a gangster party Nothin’ but a gangter party Ain’t nuthin’ but a gangster party Nothin’ but a gangster party It ain’t nothin’ but a mothafuckin’ gangster party Ain’t nuthin’ but a gangster party Nothin’ but a gangster party It ain’t nothin’ but a mothafuckin’ gangster party Now give me 50 feet, the fleet is not my destiny Release me to the streets and keep whatever’s left of me Jealousy is misery, suffering is grief, ya better be prepared When you cowards fuck with me (How does it feel?) These niggas must be crazy word There ain’t no mercy motherfuckers You can’t fade the thug (Right) You thought it was but it wasn’t now disappear Bow down in the presence of a boss, playa It’s like ’cuz blood gangbangin’, everybody in the party Doing dope slangin’, ya got to have papers in this world Ya might get yo’ first snatch before your eyez swirl Ya doin’ ya job everyday, and then you work so hard Til’ your hair turn gray, let me tell you ’bout life and the way it is You see we live by the gun so we die by the gun’s kids You tell me not to roll with my glock Mow I got to get away, floatin’ in the black Benz (Biatch) Tryin’ to do shit today They wonder how I live with 5 shots Niggas is hard to kill on my block Scheme for policy and dope related, affiliated With tha hustlas so we made it, no askin’ questions I’m trying to get upon it, my nigga Dog, eternally the most wanted Ain’t nuthin’ but a gangster party Ain’t nuthin’ but a gangster party Ain’t nuthin’ but a gangster party Ain’t nuthin’ but a gangster party Nothin’ but a gangter party It ain’t nothin’ but a mothafuckin’ gangster party Ain’t nuthin’ but a gangster party Nothin’ but a gangster party It ain’t nothin’ but a mothafuckin’ gangster party Ain’t nuthin’ but a gangster party Nothin’ but a gangsta party It ain’t nothin’ but a mothafuckin’ gangster party Ain’t nuthin’ but a gangster party Nothin’ but a gangster party It ain’t nothin’ but a mothafuckin’ gangster party Ain’t nuthin’ but a gangster party, biatch Ain’t nuthin’ but a gangster party Ain’t nuthin’ but a gangster party, death row