[Verse 1: Coolio]
As I walk through the valley of the shadow of death
I take a look at my life and realize there's nothin' left
Cause I've been blasting and laughing so long
That even my mama thinks that my mind is gone
But I ain't never crossed a man that didn't deserve it
Me be treated like a punk you know that's unheard of
You better watch how you're talking and where you're walking
Or you and your homies might be lined in chalk
I really hate to trip but I gotta loc
As they croak, I see myself in the pistol smoke, fool
I'm the kinda G the little homies wanna be like
On my knees in the night saying prayers in the streetlight
[Hook 1: L.V.]
Been spending most their lives, living in the gangsta's paradise
Been spending most their lives, living in the gangsta's paradise
Keep spending most our lives, living in the gangsta's paradise
Keep spending most our lives, living in the gangsta's paradise
[Verse 2: 2Pac]
Now I've got task on a n*gga's ass
Tell me will they blast me
I think of an alias in case these crooked b*tches ask me, now
It's gettin crazy after dark
These narcs be like trying to shut me down but I'm too smart
Now picture me scared of the penitentiary
I've been moving these things since the days of elementary
Now tell me what ya need when ya see me
I'm stacking Gs buying all the things on TV, believe me
I got some killers on my payroll and they know
When it's time to handle business n*gga lay low
Although I'm young I'm still coming up
I'm gettin paid pulling razors on n*ggas when they running up
The first to pull the strap when theres drama
Buster you ain't heard?
I been slicing motherf*ckers since I lost my mama
There ain't a cop that can stop me
My posse is c*cky and they don't wait until they drop me
I'm loyal to the game
[Hook 1]
[Verse 3: Snoop Dogg]
To my n*gga Chopper dot, with the whoopty-whop on the block
Got the heaters c*cked, cause I know the suckers on the block
Hennesey and Belve-D, brings a lot of jealousy
n*gga stop snitchin', nephew, why you tellin' me?
They say the game ain't what it use to be no mo'
Used to be a G, but now he just a ho
Runnin' 'round poitin' fingers, tellin' names
You f*ckin' up the rules to this dirty game, and it's a diry shame
I ain't flippin' out, that's probably why I'm dippin' out
Ya'll fools trippin' out, that why I'm on a different route
Now, makin' money, havin' clout, what's what it's all about
Twenty seven cars and a tweleve bedroom house
Now they call me Snoopy Trump
I keep my heater close, cause I love to bust
Now hat's a stain on a n*gga, I bang on a n*gga
Kick rocks and watch how I do my thang, young n*gga; I'm livin' the life!
[Hook 1]
[Verse 4: The Notorious B.I.G.]
In mansion and Benz's
Givin ends to my friends and it feels stupendous
Tremendous cream, f*ck a dollar and a dream (whaat)
Still tote gats strapped with infrared beams
Choppin o's, smokin lye an' Optimo's
Money hoes and clothes all a n*gga knows
A foolish pleasure, whatever
I had to find the buried treasure, so grams I had to measure
However living better now, Gucci sweater now
Drop top BM's I'm the man girlfriend
[Hook 1]
[Hook 2: LV] (x2)
Tell me why are we
So blind to see
That the ones we hurt
Are you and me