Young Noble, we still gone ride... I still sit and pray y'all, yeah ya'll when we hustle can't a muthafucka touch you when the law love you and we praise
Back Of A Coupe That's When I Met PAC, He Was Hard As Fuck, Everywhere We Went We Had Our Fingers Up, Drinking Hennessy, Throwing Up, Me And Kurupt, PAC
, now General 7, the belly is purest and we wanna get it... At heaven, we dancing our way to the gates If you coming we'll need every Muslim We human, we
Noble, we still gone ride... I still sit and pray y'all, yeah ya'll when we hustle can't a muthafucka touch you when the law love you and we praise '
cuz we some motherfuckin fools Walkin through the streets wearing jewels Breakin niggaz, fakin moves Even the cops can't stop us My enemies flip when
road dogz To my dog named Musolini, Big Syke, Thug Life baby The return of the mashers, you know how we do it Hahaha! [2Pac] Shit half the times we
shit is what we stand for gradually We world wide mob figgaz [Chorus] [2Pac over Chorus] World wide motherfuckin mob figgaz Weed smokin, gun-totin, drinkin Ridin on our motherfuckin enemies
didn't touch that bitch Throw yo' hands in the air, it's a robbery .. thinkin 'Pac, would you ride with me Let's go see what our enemies talkin bout When
feat. Outlawz) [2Pac] If you a bad boy [Chorus: repeat 2X] If you a bad boy then you die Westside outlawz when we ride, get me high They fucked up when
you smokin on? Figure if we high they can train us but then America f**ked up and blamed up I guess it's cause we black that we targets My only fear is
hurt like we hurt Somebody that smoke like we smoke Drink like we drink That understand where we coming from That's who we pray to We need help y'all
still, most of us can change if we search deeper, god bless the hustler, curse the first sleeper Enemies get beside me, flows go deeper inside We we ride plots keep all my enemies
happens Whoever falls dies We fresh out of time, livin blind, so we all ride In times like these, chronic and tie weed Puffin' through these High Speedz And people say [Chorus (2Pac):] Whatcha gonna do when
happens Whoever falls dies We fresh out of time, livin blind, so we all ride In times like these, chronic and tie weed Puffin' through these High Speedz And people say [Chorus 2Pac:] Whatcha gonna do when