[Intro: 2Pac]
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Haha
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For all my niggas in the hood (yeah!)
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Livin the life of a ghetto star
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(you know) You know how we do it hahaha
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Makaveli
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[Verse 1: 2Pac]
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Just holla my name and witness game official
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Niggas is so ashamed they stand stiff like scared bitches
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While I remain inside a paradox called my block
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Though gunshots is promised to me, when will I stop?
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I hit the weed and hope to God I can fly high
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Witness my enemies die when I ride by
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They shouldnt have tried me
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I send they bodies to they parents up North
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With they faces, they wrists, and they nuts cut off
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Fuck em all what I scream as I dream in tongues
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Fuck a trick, get me rich and the bitchesll come
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Bust my gun, make em all scatter
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Bullets to my nuts only made my balls fatter
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Eat a dick, biyotch mercy, never that, you say you comin back?
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Bring it on, forever strapped
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Introduce you to the pleasure and the pain, you can go so far
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Just sell me your soul, and live the life (of a ghetto star)
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[Verse 2: Nutt-So]
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I live the life of a thug nigga, drug dealer livin game tight
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Mug niggas, slug niggas for the fame life
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Laced with game, practice on takin pain
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Quick to slang, and let it rain through yo brain
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Street smart, proficient, intelligent
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And keep suckers hittin til snitches start smellin it
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Movin niggas with telekinesis
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Keepin Channel 7 at work, filmin different features
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Leadin niggas to an early death with they head blown
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And to those who didnt make it to the morgue was just dead and gone
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And hope niggas got punished
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Kidnapped, jacked in the back with MACs to they neck, rappers waitin to get done in
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Back tat at him we tossed his ass out
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M.O.B. related, one mo nigga found shot up with his dick in his mouth
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Printed my name in these streets as a motherfuckin G
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Now the next generations lookin up to me, life as a ghetto star
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[Verse 3: 2Pac]
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Walkin through the cemetery, talkin to my homies that was buried
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See my enemies wanna see me dead, I aint worried, forgive me
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Please give me shelter, calm my fears
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Lifted my head, from my hands, had a palm of tears
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I see bodies gettin splashed, with acid
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Two shots rang from the plastic Glock, wrapped in plastic
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Buried the bastard, time to notify
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His family, shit!, aint nothing left to be identified
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Evacuate the crime scene fast
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Why, I heard the Feds had a warrant for my ass
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Fly, I wont touch down til I see Tijuana
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Set up a shop selling them crooked cops marijuana
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Label me a success, I made the switch
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Retired from the life that never gave me shit
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But cash that I couldnt spend, countless cars
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An addict for a wife, my life, as a ghetto star
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[Verse 4: Nutt-So]
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Got the word that some nerds wanna plot on this
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Hit the curve, let it swerve, had to stop they grip
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No remorse, no repentance as I buck one down
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Straight to the morgue cause I plan on, shuttin shit down
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Born soldier, fucked em up with a MAC-fo
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Torn ligaments, all up in that nigga shoulder
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And a vest couldnt protect that flesh
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Cause I got, slugs, to knock the air out your chest
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Death, apparently they wasnt sucka free
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Cause I had all them wannabe thug niggas in protective custody
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I guess they heard that I got them birds
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Thought I was a nerd til I bucked one of them to the curb
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Luxury livin lavish, with dreams of dyin rich
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With a team and clientele on my mothafuckin dick
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And gettin down on these snitch bitches, protectin riches
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By givin stitches, the life as a ghetto star
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[Interlude: 2Pac]
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When I grow up I wanna be like them
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My life as a ghetto star
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When I grow up I wanna be like them
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My life as a ghetto star
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When I grow up I wanna be like them
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Live my life as a ghetto star
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When I grow up I wanna be like them
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And live my life as a ghetto star
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When I grow up I wanna be like them
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Live my life as a ghetto star
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When I grow up I wanna be like them
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And live my life as a ghetto star
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[Outro: 2Pac w/ Nutt-So talking in background]
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This goes out to all you motherfuckers (to all you motherfuckers)
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That STILL, have to kill to make that money (still, Ill be puttin down)
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All you niggas on the block, sellin rocks
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Hand to hand, runnin from the police (sellin motherfuckin dopes)
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(smokin weed)
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I see you
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Live your life as a ghetto star
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(look at these tramp ass hoes) Talk to the hood
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Claimin gettin riches
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(spank bitches aint new)
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Runnin from new playa haters. (any fake ass niggas)
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Live my life as a ghetto star
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(this is still 70 south)
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Niggas with two strikes that dont wanna see the third (nah), I feel you
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Its the Don Makaveli – live my life as a ghetto star
