You can bring your crew, but we remain true Motherfucker, still ballin' Motherfucker, still ballin' (I be ballin') Niggas wonder why (they wonder why) Straight motherfuckin' ballin', part two Still ballin', Westside! Now, ever since a nigga was a seed

Pay attention to the cracked streets And the broken homes Some call it slums Some call it nice I want to take you through A wasteland I like to call my home Welcome to paradise Dear mother It makes me wonder why I'm still here

If we had just been honest That was my dude, why you gotta pick him though? I was selfish in the way that I acted I keep doing things just to get a reaction Ya, I wonder if he still hit you now, fucking you like I used to I know you think about all the

It's all over for When you're on the edge and falling off And now you're dead inside Still you wonder why Because of you my mind is always racing And now your trip begins, but You, for you It's all over for you

It wasn't that hard Just to figure you out Now I did, you wonder why I like your pants around your feet And I like the dirt that's on your knees And I like the way you still say please, while you're looking up at me You're like my favorite damn disease

Know you're wonderin' why I've been callin' Know we didn't end this so good But you know we had something so good Can we still be friends? (Oh-oh) Doesn't have to end Can we be friends? So I'm wondering, can we still be friends? (Oh-oh) And if it ends,

Know you're wonderin' why I've been callin' Know we didn't end this so good But you know we had something so good Can we still be friends? (Oh-oh) Doesn't have to end Can we be friends? So I'm wondering, can we still be friends? (Oh-oh) And if it ends,

Please remember I still want you and in case you wonder why, Well, just wake up, kiss that good life goodbye. It's the good life, full of fun, seems to be the ideal, Yes, the good life, lest you hide all the sadness you feel, You won't really fall in

I'm still dreaming of you And the moon's still floating high What a wonderful surprise I close my eyes And dream of you I'm dreaming at daybreak And the world's so far behind That's why I always find at daybreak

And niggas wonder why I sit up in the club and drink Say what's up to Xzibit and I still don't speak I'm trying to contemplate the next move to make Intro: Xzibit, I really wish I could you know at twenty-one youknowhatI'msayin',he he, yo yo [I'ma tell