all eyez on me

i bet you got it twisted you don't know who to trust
so many playa hating niggaz tryin to sound like us
say they ready for the funk, but i don't think they knowin
straight to the depths of hell is where those cowards goin
well are you still down nigga? holla when you see me
and let these devils be sorry for the day they finally freed me
i got a caravan of niggaz every time we ride (every time we ride)
hittin motherfuckers up when we pass by (when we pass by)
until i die; live the life of a boss playa
cause even when i'm high, fuck with me and get crossed later
the futures in my eyes, cause all i want is cash and thangs
a five-double-oh - benz flauntin flashy rings, uhh
bitches pursue me like a dream
been know to disappear before your eyes just like a dope fiend
it seems - my main thang was to be major paid
the game sharper than a motherfuckin razor blade
say money bring bitches, bitches bring lies
one nigga's gettin jealous, and motherfuckers died
depend on me like the first and fifteenth
they might hold me for a second, but these punks won't get me
we got foe niggaz, and lowriders, in ski masks
screamin thug life every time they pass