Time never wasted and love never lost These young niggas too real (too real) Kill, kill, kill, got a flip list Time never wasted and love never lost (forgiving) Talent done took me places never been You don't know why, why, you love me so much You never

I, don't know what you take me for I, really don't play that shit I, ain't got to get you hit I get out myself and spray that shit Man I'm tired of tellin' niggas over and over I got a itchy-itchy trigger finger, nigga it's killin' me Not to spray this

Shake that shit Drop it down on it Made me get a couple bands drop it down on it Make you get a couple friends drop it down on it Turn around drop it down, drop it down on it Do it for a real nigga, do it for a boss Do somethin' for a boss, do somethin'

Everybody talkin' 'bout Pac's life (Everybody needs to chill) What do you know about Pac's life? What do you know? What do you know? (Only real niggas stay on top) Uh oh, uh oh, oh! Oh! Oh! They ain't ready for this

'Cause where we from niggas pack nothing but the big guns Its where you from South to east we keep it hard for them real niggas Fuck where you at kid Fuck where you at kid To all my Queens Duns, niggas who pump drugs To all the housing projects who rep

I'mma tell you, I'mma tell you this right now If you, if you woke up this mornin', nigga you winnin' for real I got a big amount, I took a different route I am the pick of the litter I was in juvy, they gave me community I had to pick up some litter I

A Mastermind Sees it coming before it comes Before he go to war he counts his one Everything planned out perfect In case y'all niggaz got to get murdered Sleeps at night, real easy 'Cause everything he does is by the book Never do a thing irrational

Nigga for real, for real My niggas is real, for real I'm in the field for real I'm 'bout my check for real I'm 'bout my respect for real I'm shining from ear to ear My diamonds are crystal clear Roll with the paper, see them lames later

Alright, nigga, no more fun and games, let's go (oh fuck) You, you set the standard for (what, me?) the future generation Liar, yeah, listen Slum village with the feeling, get a beat I bet you I'ma kill it (kill it) Huh, you ain't ready for the realest

Niggas keep sayin they gon' heat me up Talkin that shit like they gon' lay me down But when I come through strapped to see what's up Niggas really don't want no parts of me pal Yeah, Fort Knocks, Aftermath, Compton to Jersey What y'all fools know about